ch 2 - the rains of early summers

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Now this is getting problematic!
All these over thinking...turn em into a story.
Jesus i give you 2 years ..... words that came from Lindsay's mouth .2 years of my high school is what I give you .only 2 y e a r s
And your time starts now ....
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock
Tick
Tock......
It was a fine midnight when Lindsay spoke to God "am meticulously tired of living this way,it's better to die rather than to live this way ,I've become fatherless,poor kid yet filled with pride...loads of it
"Wait but pride about what?" A voice spoke in Lindsay's head
"The past or the things you had o n c e ?
lol "
"It's the present that matters ,past's gone future isn't in your hands and what to make out of the present will ultimately shape your future." E v e r y choice you make will reap consequences either it will make your break you.and know what ?"
What? lindsay replied...
"You have nothing rather your present
And your present choices are the ones the either make you a lady when its time or shatters you completely after the time span of two years.
Do all you can while you still can then expect Jesus to do the rest , that means you gotta put in every amount of strength and discernment left in you to make things out of your effort.
Only when you lay on the floor with the last breath with the words "Lord,I can't do it anymore ,is exactly when he takes your case"
This was all fortold by the lady behind my success.And then a time came Lindsay was convinced of the fact that to get a life of what she dezires she gotta listen and do exactly THE lady tells me to do "I had no option otherwise " is what Lindsay Said
A few days after the mid night,the dusk and the showers hit different.
God told her to do one things that was "be present" elaborately focus on the day you have and don  fix your gaze on the coming but rather than what is right before you ,no not even an once.
"'Kay"
And one more thing "do the things that you need to do,not because you feel like in the moment but because you have to"
"The real joy comes in the trail itself"

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