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Jan 23
Circumstance
Situation
Outcome
These were the storms in my life
Darkness and Death were closing in
Uncertainty of light through my tunnel
Desperation on family minds
Doctor’s thoughts in prepare for a Funeral
Their give up
Faith must be connected to hope
Heaven would have the last word
My Grandmother who was spiritual strong questioned the Doctor’s analysis
She started looking into the Lord’s intervention
The Lord’s revelation, “I would pass this storm and many in overcoming”
A storm that was casted over my life had disappeared
Blessings were restored one after another
A man upstairs holding the key to answers the Doctor’s didn’t understand
The storms were a call to the Lord’s miracles in what he alone establishes
Storms and rainbows work together
My rainbow being live on and fulfill on goodness
My today with many tomorrows to be
I am still standing
I give the recognition and praise to the highest
My passing storm a reminder.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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