Since the day, I was born, I have had many trials, which I had someone, seeing me through, GOD WAS THERE. The time the tree, kicked me sideways, landing on rail fence, breaking my ribs, GOD WAS THERE. The time my foot slipped, while carrying a log, up the river bank, laying me up six weeks, GOD WAS THERE. Many more times, through injuries, through surgeries, I was never alone, GOD WAS THERE. No matter where I go, no matter what I do, GOD IS THERE, to see me through, GOD IS THERE. Here is a song, sang so well, by my friend, Lynda Randle. Trust you will be blessed.