You don't need to be told to wear a bulletproof vest when told there is a killer on the loose with your downfall as his greatest desire.

You needeth not to be told that this life we live is full of surprises, some full of bags of goodies, everything sweet and heartwarming while others cause confusion and distrust such thy pencil and thy creator.

You needeth not be told the fight we battle and prepare for is not against flesh or man but against the evil spiritual forces, authorities seated on the evil throne, the wicked lurking in the shadow waiting patiently for our weak point ready to burrow in and suck every good in our life and you feel it isn't time to put on armor against this fight.

Prayer isn't some spare tire you got in your truck when you got a flat tire. It's a sterling wheel you hold firmly in the ride of life filled with bumps and potholes but you are reassured your windshield is clear even in most of the foggy part of life.

Be bold to your creator, talk to him, rest on him, cry on him, his always there to listen to live ready to hear.

With a bold voice and a brave heart rigid with your trust in thy creator for he didn't crests you to be one of his exquisite figures.

He brought us for a purpose and never lose sight of it because things must come and go, people will come and go, and emotions will try to prevail but always remember

Trust in the lord and lean not on your understanding.