The Anomaly…
At no point am I unaware.
Of the paths my story was destined for.
Hate. Pain. Crime. Death. Darkness. Addiction. Brokenness.
I see them all.
And am humbled by the path Jesus has set me on.
And I choose to follow. No matter the cost.
I stare fate straight in the face and see it all…
Death. Prison. House.
And I see the threads of my story…
I am burdened and honored by the weight.
The overwhelming, unrelenting weight. Of being the one who made it.
The one who fights and never gives up…
Even with the odds stacked against him.
Generations of pain. Cultures of hurt.
Shackles of choice that came before me.
And I honor the lives of my variants.
I live and breathe with the weight of their stories.
And realize it’s light… it’s easy. When I surrender it to my savior. One breath at a time…
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