I baptize you

The stupid sin of thinking that I could take over life’s work was plaguing my sanity; the more I pinned God down the more God knocked me off with a mighty breath that was strong enough to knock supercilious down to its knees and that was no praying stance if you ask me. Once down on its knees OmniGod sheltered its integrity and left it down long enough to accomplish OmniGod size work. The sky would then brighten. I would wake up from my slumber only to resume the same damn shit; was it that? or was the damned shit the temptation to kick OmniGod to the curb and render it useless and fall for the murky soup of slow suicide disguised as the only way out of hell medications.

Which is it?

Thank you for baptizing me as I choose and with my own name; for wrestling the damn shit out of me and implanting my very own truth in me and the bonus of my very own voice to testify as life ordain me to.

Well OmniGod I never thought I would have been praying such a prayer and I am not even on my knees and it feels good for a change to pray while the cloud of hope and joy give me a ride in the sky… a natural high that I am not about to baptize with the name, schizophrenia.