I ride transportation van to my medical appointment's. From time to time, I see a driver who I have not seen in awhile. They never fell to compliment me on my weight loss success and how well I am moving around now. Today the driver told me that when he first saw me that I could not even fit in the van. I quickly told him that I could always fit into the van; I just took up so much of it. He told me that before he use to think that I did not have very long to live. I told him that, I thought that way too but I had to talk to God about the situation.

I am thinking to my self DON'T COUNT ME OUT. The devil say's NO!!! but my God says YES. He has a purpose for me. So, don't count me out.