Ever since I been in Nashville I’ve been the type who stay to myself. I travel alone. Lately, I ran into a problem that daring into my heart. The other day my stepson asked me for a dollar I didn’t have. We wrestled for a minute. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I’m married to his mother. Practically took care of him from age nine til he got out of school. I got so upset tilI just didn’t know who to do. He’s twice my size and I couldn’t see myself hurting him. Ya see, God said love must be sincere (Romans 12:9). I feel like it was a time I had to think fast. Before I saw him, God had put these scriptures (2 Corinthians 5:7) on my mind. “For we walk by faith and not by sight. I will fear no evil for thou are with me.” (Romans 23:4). Thing of it is, I’m too old to be fighting with a kid 34 years old. I couldn’t hurt him because I raised him. Those kind you have to let God Handle it.
He practically tore off my right pants pocket, found a couple bucks maybe but he jumped in a car with a dude and I know he’s very hurt he didn’t get what he was looking for. Ya see, God moved the money. I was talking to a friend about this and he mentioned getting robbed and what’s so interesting about it that we have in common was that God moved the money to another spot. I’m sure I put money in right pants pocket but after the fact, the money was in my jacket pocket. (“Praise God.”) I’m pretty much pleased with how I handled myself because if this was 30 years ago, my stepson would be dead. Amazing how God works.