Somehow people always want to blame God for the bad things that happen in life, you know that old arguement "If God is so great and loving why did my house get broke into and we became poor?" to which i reply "Its not Gods fault your dad is a drug dealer and he sold someone a bad batch who them followed him home and ransacked his house."
With two hands, I touched the wall and quickly lifted my head to look at the clock, smiling with delight over what I saw. I’d hit almost a 12-second split and had 18 more glorious seconds before I’d push off to swim my next 25-yard butterfly sprint. But this was the first of 50 laps,Read More