…was about to be extinguished today.
i said about my relationship with him–about 2 years ago–“it got bad at the end.”
Maybe he wasnt a Nobel Prize winner, maybe he was a Saint.
Maybe he didnt want to be either.
Then, it got REALLY bad at the end and I really wanted God’s promise to me, a quiet and safe apartment in a place nearby where i could see him for lunch or come here to cook him dinner and then return to my privacy.
I would come to my own end there pretty soon. My sorry old skin isnt going to hold out for much longer and I have work to do for the Lord.
I would appreciate it if he would appreciate this.
Un.Bon.Mot 