The Enemy

I know and acknowledge the enemy. The enemy wants to me to feel anger, feel rage and resentment. My fight is with him, not her. The enemy is what had me up in the middle of the night, feeling nauseous, seeing lies of what she thinks of me. The enemy wants me to resent her life. No…she deserves to be happy, I deserve to be happy. Our lives are moving in the directions they need to be, all the while continuing to be each others support systems. Sleep…sleep with peace knowing “your” woman is making her way towards you. Don’t make her the top priority but don’t necessarily rule it out either. Just keep God first, he’s preparing everything as he sees fit for the better, just as the enemy is constantly nagging me with deceptions of her grandeur.
Stay strong, be the happy soul most see me as…I’m a funny dude, that’s what I do. I make people smile, make them feel good. My reward is them wanting more of that. They reciprocate through what actions best fits them. That to me is what defines a friend. I love my friends, they love me, and she loves me. The enemy ought to know that and leave me alone. My fight with the enemy is whenever I feel my joy being tainted by his lies. I’ll continue to put the enemy on blast for the snake bastard he is.

Uncle