…four simple words

…yesterday I cried profoundly-

like that of a broken child-

“I could have taken the industry by storm father- massive millions for my massive writings- my children would have never lacked nor needed- why did the doors not align right for me abba- why did they not- my musical gifts would have been epic”

…and his gentle spirit responded over and over and over again with the same four simple words-

-but

at

what

cost.

-even in massive pain, we must trust God- even i. -hang in there my luvs.

kb 🙏🏾❤️