well, the whole reason i created this title was from an unfinished poem i wrote in 2002 i think. when the curls fall out. what does it mean? well, i always had pin straight hair, curled hair was only for special occasions. by the end of the night, after everything was done and said, the curls would fall out. time would fade away, and i would still be standing here.
so, these curls have fallen. a long time ago i guess. i think back to 4 years ago. i was told i was dying. by this time i should be a vegetable lying in bed with no way out. i think back to one year ago, i was going blind, never to see anything i've dreamed of before. as of a few months ago, my heart should have given out.
the plainest way to put this is that i should not be alive today.
Ecclesiastes 3:11 says "He will make everything beautiful in its time".
that surely is what He has done for me.
He has turned death into life and sorrow into tears of joy.
He has turned a reason to die into a reason to live.
Because of Him, because of his grace and mercy on this undeserving life I am here.
1 Peter 3:15-R.A.V.E.
Psalm 73:26
