Just over a week ago, an indisputable miracle occurred. It is an absurdity that President Trump survived the assassination attempt. It was clearly a conspiracy against him and he should be dead.
When President Trump survived, I spent at least 72 hours completely convinced that nothing can stop what is coming, even an AR15 at close range. When rumors of Biden's demise emerged, I was even for confident.
Then, when Heels Up became the apparent nominee, I was even more confident.
A couple fake polls drop, a couple fake articles a couple lame as videos, and the fact that The Dude dodged a bullet has faded. "They're going to steal it again" my wife exclaimed and I found myself dooming.
It's stupid and lame. Something beautiful is happening here and wasting time dooming is quite foolish.
We all have our moments of weariness fren, but if we repent from our ways and turn back towards our faith, the greatest rewards await.
Isaiah 40:29-31
29 He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.
30 Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall:
31 But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.