Say with me, “I have more cheerleaders than I have of those who hate me. I have more rooting for me than I have of those desiring I fail. I have more praying for my continued success than of those praying for my downfall.” Those cheerleaders, too many to number, are all of the believers who have gone on before you. Instead of seeing yourself without support, my sister, see yourself surrounded with a wonderful and massive cloud of witnesses. All cheering you on! All saying, Go momma go!