I've been putting one foot in front of the other, one at a time.
 Breathing.
Praying like crazy.
 It's called living, and sometimes it's not easy, but to be honest, I'm more excited than ever today. Not because this life is getting sweeter, but because of the promise of a risen body, and a life after death where I get to be with the One God that blesses me and sustains me in this life where corruption and death surround me at every turn. The thought gets sweeter every day. Blessed be the name of the risen Lord who remains the same throughout the ages.