If you know this than you probably know that eat is the middle word of death.
Your three words today are:
BABY
BRUSH
BREW
Perfidious - adjective
Of, relating to, or characterized by perfidy (the quality or state of being faithless or disloyal).

As the drip, drip, drip is heard in the background, the aroma of life fills the air. I scan through my e-mails filling my trash file to overload and then read ones left if I feel they are important, this sets the stage for how my day begins.
The first cup of bodacious brew brings my brain to life and I look at what the day has in store. I brush off anything if it looks like a waste of time while deciding how to tackle what lies ahead. The habits of a retired dawg is sometimes chaotic. A typical day finds me writing at least one post a day before starting to clean house.

After doing this I usually jump right back in this rodeo and try to figure out which project I want to tackle first. As the day ticks away and frustration happily throws detours at me in the way of spam calls, text messages or my own inability to accomplish what I am trying to do, I sometimes dream of what I would do if my lucky stars aligned and I was blessed with a winning lottery ticket, and I’m not talking about a 5 or 10 dollar win. I barking about the big lump sum, the milk bone of biscuits.

People who have known me in the past would be quick to say I was being perfidious to them if I would not take the phone calls or text messages that suddenly appear asking for hand outs, and you can bet these would be fast to show up. Then the spammers would come around trying to have me believe that if I listened to them they would double my luck by allowing me the one time opportunity of giving my life savings to them.
But here’s the thing…
I won the lottery a long ago baby. Yep, I was blessed with the win of a lifetime and willingly share it without regret. The taxes I paid were the sins I made in this journey. The pay out, a lifetime of spreading joy and hope to everyone I meet and the knowledge that our Lord has promised me an eternity of love, peace and forgiveness if I came to believe. All glory to GOD.
This is “Come to Believe” a track I made from a poem in ‘Ink Stained Love’
This song just seemed to fit this post if you imagine he is talking to our Lord.
Have a Blessed day my friends

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