I fell, but

It happened. At the most critical moment, everyone was listening, I became afraid.

I literally began to pass out. My ears ringing, my own voice sounding underwater.

But I had to keep going. I could not turn back, give up, or resign to weakly giving up at this mid point.

This was the part where I had to speak, I had to articulate, form, communicate, kindly, firmly, clearly, with flow. But I was passing out

When I couldn't see, he guided me.

And now when I couldn't hear, even my own voice, he still gave me a voice and strength to do it anyway.

So much was at stake. 

       I would have failed on my own. 

       In a way I did.

       I fell, but Jehovah caught me.

       He really did just like I knew he would, even in my fearful state, he managed to guide me to work in harmony with the situation that he has been watching, and having his son overseeing within his arrangement.

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Please see image, "Handwritten Note" from yesterday.