Do not worry...

Matthew 6:25-27 “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? And which of you by being anxious can add a single hour to his span of life?

Opportunities

Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great. Weak men wait for opportunities; strong men make them. Orison Swett Marden

I Can Do Bad All By Myself

Luke 12:48

From everyone who has been given much, much will be demanded; and from the one who has been entrusted with much, much more will be asked

Ed Sheeran ~ The A Team

White lips, pale face... Breathing in snowflakes... Burnt lungs, sour taste... Light's gone, day's end... Struggling to pay rent... Long nights, strange men... And they say... She's in the Class A Team... Stuck in her daydream... Been this way since 18... But lately her face seems... Slowly sinking, wasting... Crumbling like pastries... And they scream... The worst things in life come free to us... Cos we're just under the upperhand... And go mad for a couple of grams... And she don't want to go outside tonight... And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland... Or sells love to another man It's too cold outside... For angels to fly... Angels to fly... Ripped gloves, raincoat... Tried to swim and stay afloat... Dry house, wet clothes... Loose change, bank notes... Weary-eyed, dry throat... Call girl, no phone... And they say... She's in the Class A Team ...Stuck in her daydream... Been this way since 18... But lately her face seems... Slowly sinking, wasting... Crumbling like pastries... And they scream... The worst things in life come free to us... Cos we're just under the upperhand... And go mad for a couple of grams... But she don't want to go outside tonight... And in a pipe she flies to the Motherland... Or sells love to another man... It's too cold outside... For angels to fly... An angel will die... Covered in white... Closed eye... And hoping for a better life... This time, we'll fade out tonight... Straight down the line... And they say... She's in the Class A Team... Stuck in her daydream... Been this way since 18... But lately her face seems... Slowly sinking, wasting... Crumbling like pastries... They scream... The worst things in life come free to us... And we're all under the upperhand... Go mad for a couple of grams... And we don't want to go outside tonight... And in a pipe we fly to the Motherland... Or sell love to another man... It's too cold outside... For angels to fly... Angels to fly... To fly, fly... Angels to fly, to fly, to fly Angels to die...

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