'Chosen by the King'

These words come to me often. Not to keep me in remembrance of the negative in my past, but to keep me mindful and thankful that God always wanted to be my Father. He already knew me before I was even born and chose me. He picked me up when I had, not one, good father in my life and protected me from countless things that I won't even go into in the blog. Most don't know my story, but the truth is I died 3 times in the hospital after I was born, but God had different plans, and here I am at age 62 praising Him and giving thanks to Him for being my one and only good, good Father. Ezekiel 16:6 NIV “‘Then I passed by and saw you kicking about in your blood, and as you lay there in your blood I said to you, “Live!” My natural father was an abusive man. He physically abused my mother and used her terribly to help him live in his addictions. He made her work while he stayed at home, supposedly caring for me, and the truth is, he was not caring for me as a baby at all. Now, before any...