the con-quest…
albeit constantly confirmed by my doctors, the implausibility of my situation continues to perplex, confuse and confound them! so consequently i conscientiously contend their diagnosis of me. not meaning to confront nor condescend, i am extremely confident in my mind by my conation! as in the context of cancer, my convictions are clear… conformity constitutes contribution to conception of cancer! my concern is concrete and not contrite. concealing my condition conveys controversy in my conceptualization of condoning cancer! so my control consistently conquered my fears when contending consciously with this disease. be that as it may, my faith constantly continues to be contrary with my diagnosis. although contemporaneous, my diagnosis’ are non conspicuous. in essence… God is no con, can’t con and don’t even wear cons… but He is the ultimate Conqueror though!
Peace and blessings!
Peace and blessings!