Sometimes we don't realize how truly blessed we are. We've been killing ourselves for years and it hasn't left a scar. We still wakeup every morning with another chance to live. Yet will still refuse to acknowledge the blessings that only God can give. How many blessings are left? How many chances still remain? As long as we do wrong the results are still the same. We always make life more difficult than it really has to be. We continue to walk around blind when we know that we can see. At some point during our life it seems we've lost our way. We've been living during the night for so long we forgot there was a day. One day we may realize that enough just is enough. And at the same time we may realize that we really ain't that tough. All the people who tell us they love us have go to be tired as hell. They have to be tired of hoping that one day we'll get well. We are not stupid people. God gave us all a brain. Even though some of the things we did made it seem like we're insane. One day we may wake up and surrender our life to God. Then maybe we will realize that his way isn't that hard. R.Mendoza