[__ Prayer __] another taste of "the real world"

[Christ_empowered]

I'm on probation. Not a huge deal. I sent off emails to an ex-shrink because...well, because I was an angry ex-patient, lol. Bad call. To be fair, I wasn't really Christian then...I hadn't gotten saved. I'd gone to a 1 year, Christian rehab program and kind of assumed I was a Christian...because I completed the program. Doesn't work that way, clearly. I now have a serious misdemeanor and a nice, long probation period (5 years probation, per my ex-shrink's request). This is *with* an "excellent attorney" (the sentencing judge's words) my dad hired. *sigh*

I was waiting for a nice, long while this time around. The probation office is in part of a converted high school. Everybody waits for the probation officer in an old HS auditorium (complete with chairs w/ writing on them, lol). I realized...a lot of these people here have no one to help them, no disability payments, no family to hire a good attorney. If they flipped out on a shrink, they'd be either in prison or the state mental hospital.

My life isn't always easy--to be "mad in america" is often decidedly un-fun, even with a "good family" behind you (its The South...a "good family" apparently outranks a "nice family." Weird, huh?), but I've been blessed with things that many of the people I see at the probation office never had and probably never will have. Plus...its America, you know? You go off the rails, you suffer, possibly (usually?) for the rest of your life. Because of Christ's work in my life, I'm the exception to the rule.

The appointment itself went OK. I'm trying to get hair cuts more frequently now, and my PO liked the hair cut. She's nice enough. A little bit of chit chat, see you in 3 months. An hour+ wait for about 5 minutes of small talk.

I guess I'm posting this because...well, I never really was all that in touch with "the real world" before. By the time I should have/could have been truly maturing, I was out of touch completely. Being in the Probation office for so long today made me realize...my life is easier than their lives, easier than most peoples' lives. Like I wrote above, Jesus has intervened to make me an exception to the rule. Not a felon, not in prison, not in a state mental hospital, homeless, addicted to who knows what, on and on it goes.

So...I praise God for His work in my life. And I pray that other people who are dealing with the justice system get to know The Lord.

And...that is all from me (for now).

 

[Christ_empowered]

Thanks for all the "likes," lol. Its just...crazy. So many people are *made* wretched, and they're just blamed for it. I guess...well, that's America, right? Not that Euro countries are perfect, but they seem a bit more...humane (this from a friend of mine who's now living in England).

I'm blessed. People in this community despise me, but I think its because...well, because the way the world usually works, people like me don't end up anywhere...good. Like I wrote above, Christ has seen fit to make me something of an exception to the rule. Sadly enough, given how people talk to and about me, I"m beginning to wonder if maybe I"m the exception that proves the rule. America is a harsh, un-forgiving place, and it seems to be getting worse, not better.