The thirteenth

Friday the Thirteenth is usually a blessed day for me. I don't believe I've ever had a bad one. Rarely do I dwell on it's reputation or even if it is true. Nothing bad has ever happened to me in this day that I can remember. Sometimes I think that is the day that God chooses to bless me with things. Today my friends took me out for lunch. So far it has been great not mention Eighty degrees in the middle of February. Isn't God wild? I don't have anything to complain about. It feels very hot oustside, but I can, very easily be happy about that. I've found money on the ground in the deepest desperation of poverty on this day in past years. I don't care about what it signifies. I don't give the devil any credit anymore. I try my hardest to dance on his head. Satan shall not prosper over a heart that loves God. Do people really take the day seriously? I would say that I love Friday the Thirteenth. Does anyone really experience bad luck on this day? If they do, does it have anything at all to do with the date. Half the time I don't even think about it when it comes around. I am usually think about more important things. May God do something beautiful today. I think I usually have a worse fouteenth than thirteenth.