Unapologetically grown.
While in the midst of a pity party my father posed the following question: “If someone contacted you who was dealing with the same issue you’re dealing with, what would you say to them?” He followed with this advice: “Pretend you’re Dear Abby and answer them.”So, I took my father’s advice and wrote a “Dear Kimberly” healing letter.
I was telling a friend about watching Warren Buffet on the Today Show. I wanted to purchase his new book so I could become rich like Mr. Buffet. My friend looked at me, shook his head and told me, “Warren Buffet’s gifts are not yours.”My friend told me that God has a huge room with a stack of gifts with my name on it. He is just waiting for me to claim them, and the funny thing is nobody else can claim theses gifts but me because they are mine. I want to know where this gift room is located and why doesn’t God help me find it?