I refuse to believe the threats and lies of failure. I am a success. The dews of the morning constantly reminds me of a weaponized mercy able to see me through the darkest frontiers of life. Yea! Sorrow may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning of His ever renewing hope, mercy and favor.

Yes, I am favored. His favor birthed me. He kept me through the pangs of childhood and the romance of poverty that glorifies injustice.

Yes, I am favored. I survived perils. I overcame. Nay, He crushed my despair. I am audacious. Failure is not an option. I will continue to pluck from the trees of success. The fruits, I will share. The pathway to success, I will inspire. For the template of sucess abound. Why should I fear. I am audacious.

I will try new opportunities. I will not fear. I am bold and confident that greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world. I believe, I obtain. I work hard, I win. I am audacious. Hope gives me change. I grow in change. I share the change. We change our fear. We are audacious. There is nothing impossible. We can do all things. It is the audacity of hope. We move…