So I just remembered that poem about there only being one set of foot prints because God was carrying me.... I wonder why anything has to be so hard that I need to be carried in the first place....Does God test us? What does he want me to learn? I know what I have learned.... Life is given to some and taken from others.... I know I need not complain and I try not to but it is hard.... I thought I was over this but I guess not... If I'm not being carried God please come pick me up.... Carry me..
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