Christ_empowered
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Ugh. Me, yet again.
Today is another day that The Lord hath made; rejoice and be glad in it. Thing is...that's not optional, nor is it a suggestion. Its in there because we are being --told-- to do this, to rejoice in each new day that He blesses us with.
I just get a bit...frustrated. I see now that The Lord has been and is good to me, and to my family, and to His other children, too. I went out to my car this morning. My parents park in a carport (its an older house); I park outside, under a big ole holly tree. So, I'm heading out there, and some redneck over next door says "yeah, congratulate (my former shrink...long story, clearly)." Ouch.
But, hey; taunts are nothin' compared to what came before and to what could have happened, could be happening, etc. I get a bit frustrated because the rumor mill has it that I've got felonies and such. I actually-by a miracle!--ended up with a very serious misdemeanor. Now, for --me--, that clearly means even less possibility that anyone around here will hire me, of course. Then again...I don't think anyone around here was ever going to hire me, for anything, at all. The times I worked in this area, "mental health professionals" went out of their way to make working a living hell, because...well...they had their jargon, their labels, etc., but...they weren't making more $$$ off my family+me, and they wanted to keep me down and control every aspect of my life, etc. Sounds...well, "crazy," I'm sure....but listen to me on this one: psychiatry is often simply a form of control, oppression, even...honestly, at times, "psychiatric treatment" is straight up modern day slavery. The Lord spared me throughout, and now I'm saved+set free, forgiven...and completely different, inside and out (which is a --huge-- blessing, because if I was still short, homely, and burned out, I don't think my parents would have reconciled with me...).
OK. I want to Praise The Lord (!!!) for His infinite mercy, love, compassion, goodness, in all likelihood...straight up pity, even...on --me-- , someone who definitely needed all of the above, in a big big way, but...no one can claim to be entitled to anything from God. I'm starting to --get-- that now, which really makes His work in my life and in the lives of others....all the more amazing.
I get the sense that life is rough when you're severely brain damaged and stigmatized, sick, etc. "Nothing personal," etc. The Lord spared me and provided what I needed to get genuinely, truly saved. Now, He's blessed me, beyond measure, even though...well, even a lot of the church people around here saw me as fit only for punishment, pain, etc. Again: "don't take it personally," I suppose.
Thanks for reading, and thanks for the prayers+support, replies, etc.
Today is another day that The Lord hath made; rejoice and be glad in it. Thing is...that's not optional, nor is it a suggestion. Its in there because we are being --told-- to do this, to rejoice in each new day that He blesses us with.
I just get a bit...frustrated. I see now that The Lord has been and is good to me, and to my family, and to His other children, too. I went out to my car this morning. My parents park in a carport (its an older house); I park outside, under a big ole holly tree. So, I'm heading out there, and some redneck over next door says "yeah, congratulate (my former shrink...long story, clearly)." Ouch.
But, hey; taunts are nothin' compared to what came before and to what could have happened, could be happening, etc. I get a bit frustrated because the rumor mill has it that I've got felonies and such. I actually-by a miracle!--ended up with a very serious misdemeanor. Now, for --me--, that clearly means even less possibility that anyone around here will hire me, of course. Then again...I don't think anyone around here was ever going to hire me, for anything, at all. The times I worked in this area, "mental health professionals" went out of their way to make working a living hell, because...well...they had their jargon, their labels, etc., but...they weren't making more $$$ off my family+me, and they wanted to keep me down and control every aspect of my life, etc. Sounds...well, "crazy," I'm sure....but listen to me on this one: psychiatry is often simply a form of control, oppression, even...honestly, at times, "psychiatric treatment" is straight up modern day slavery. The Lord spared me throughout, and now I'm saved+set free, forgiven...and completely different, inside and out (which is a --huge-- blessing, because if I was still short, homely, and burned out, I don't think my parents would have reconciled with me...).
OK. I want to Praise The Lord (!!!) for His infinite mercy, love, compassion, goodness, in all likelihood...straight up pity, even...on --me-- , someone who definitely needed all of the above, in a big big way, but...no one can claim to be entitled to anything from God. I'm starting to --get-- that now, which really makes His work in my life and in the lives of others....all the more amazing.
I get the sense that life is rough when you're severely brain damaged and stigmatized, sick, etc. "Nothing personal," etc. The Lord spared me and provided what I needed to get genuinely, truly saved. Now, He's blessed me, beyond measure, even though...well, even a lot of the church people around here saw me as fit only for punishment, pain, etc. Again: "don't take it personally," I suppose.
Thanks for reading, and thanks for the prayers+support, replies, etc.