When I was a child , growing up I learned how to become a great pretender.  In  fact , a love song  had the same name.My imagination  allowed me to become whatever I needed to be , it was off the charts , so was my life . I grew up , in dire poverty and  cupped with abuse , of every kind . I was bullied and shamed because of the unsomblesI had to wear to school because my mom was either an absentee parent or so drunk  she could barely function.My, imagination was my savior ,  without it I would be in a mental facility  in Kucka Munga  or the boonies .

It served,  me well until I met a man , named Jesus who  cared enough to  take a pretender and change her into a real person , by His amazing love and Grace.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.