Good Morning Father! It's the eight round, he's down for the count. He tries to get up but he only makes it to his knees. The referee counts to 9, then all of a sudden he rallies to his knees. What got hold of him. He was bleeding bareilly able to walk, yet while bruised, battered and bleeding he got up, and continued to fight. The final bell rings and he is declared the winner. You are a winner and win the final bell rings I will be waiting in your corner to give you your championship belt. Don't ever count yourself out. I created you to win. Love God!