What am I good at? I am excellent when it comes to using computers. I am an excellent writer. I am also good at helping other people. I am good at writing essays and blogs. I am very good at dealing with animals. I am an excellent organizer. I am an excellent library book shelver. I am very good at using a cash register. I am also good at controlling my angry feelings. I am very good at listening to other people. I am really good at dealing with children. I am an excellent communicator. I am good at reading books and doing my homework on a regular basis. What am I good at? I am excellent when it comes to telling the truth about myself and other situations that are occurring in my life right now. I pray every single day to my Personal Savior Jesus Christ. I am very patient. I am very understanding when it comes to people. I am very good at controlling my emotions. Whenever I am under a lot of stress, I will take a walk away from a precarious situation. I am very good at taking my medication as prescribed by each doctor. Some of the things that I really need to improve in is my use of vulgarity and especially cleaning up my apartment. I am a person who has survived inside of the streets of Dayton, Toledo, and Charlotte NC by going to a Men's Shelter for eight months. I have an excellent sense of direction. I have only been lost twice in my life. I was lost in Columbus Ohio at the Zoo. I got lost in New York City trying to get to Brooklyn, NY. I will always admit whenever I did something wrong. I will Plea guilty of any crimes that I have committed in my entire life. I love God's Creation and His Word. I will admit to all of my sins and actions. I love Women! I love Jesus Christ. I also love traveling by myself and being stress free.
Have you ever wrestled with Satan in the same way that the Man of God Wrestled with Jacob? I have a very important question to ask everyone right now. Have you ever wrestled with Satan in the same way that Jacob wrestled with the Man of God? I am asking this question because I had a flashback recently. It happened in 1974 when I got into a fist fight with a 15-year-old boy. We got into a fist fight over a black fisted pick that people used to comb their hair. I fought this boy because he threatened my manhood over something that he could have purchased for himself. Next, I fought with this boy because he threatened me with violence. I might have been younger, but that poor brother was limping after I got finished with him. He got away on his bike. I want to inform all of you that this boy was 6 years older than me. I want to say that I might not have wre...
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