Maybe now, I’ll be forced to rely on my wit
And though I surrendered, it don’t mean that I quit.
Each day is new, a blind, curious journey
With all of life’s trials, God is still my attorney.
Category: My Daily Meds
My Daily Meds – A Short Story For Every Day of the Year
Daily meditations and poems with a spiritual humor twist, thoughts stories, happenings, poems written by P. M.
Written by a Christian. A book for people who have hit rock bottom. Physically, mentally and spiritually. It is intended to help lift you. some is for Christians in recovery. Most. Each day is a surprise. This book was 23 years in the making – written by one who did hit bottom. Acute alcohol poisoning twice.
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My Daily Meds: June 1
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My Daily Meds: January 5
Finding Friends In The Unexpected
When picking out what I didn’t like about people I
would often get a resentment. A resentment
only hurts myself. The other person never
even know I didn’t like him or her.I would be burning up a lot of energy
and time nursing the grudge. A respectable
compardre told me, “When you hear someone
say something that you relate to, Good
or Bad, go and talk to that person when
you get a chance.” By doing this, I have
turned many an “enemy” into a friend.
It’s like turning insanity into truth.
Ignorance into Knowledge.The first friend I made kept saying, “I
don’t see how anyone can be sober today and
not be grateful.” We went outside and I
said to him –“Were you talking about me in
there?” No No Nooo -
My Daily Meds: May 31
God knows what he is doin’, yes He’s got a plan
I wore out my body, ‘fore I changed into a man.
Yes, I punished my body, it’s been abused.
But my brain is like new, it’s never been used.