When I get mad I am quiet.
When I am quiet I pray
When I pray I talk to Father God
When I talk to Father God I tell Him all of my problems
When I tell Father God all of my problems; He listens
When He listens He understands
When Father God understands He takes my problems and handles them
When Father God takes my problems He solves them to my advantage.
DON’T MAKE ME MAD OR MY ABBA WILL GET YOU!
And that is the world according to NETTIE xxx Short Stories and essays and other ramblings by Marsha L F Randolph; All rights reserved do not use without the permission of the author Marsha L F Randolph
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