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I know I post a lot about what's going on in my life and neighborhood. Here's the thing...I've only recently recovered from "treatment" (read: shrinks scrambled my brain with lots of shock treatments, involuntarily). Now, neighbors talk loudly--I mean, loud enough for me to hear in my house, and there's a decent amount of distance between the houses (OK/respectable part of a small, southern town)-- about "probation violations" and "he p!ssed Dr.XYZ off" (I'm considered a "trouble maker..." long story).
I know a lot of you have been kind enough to keep me up in prayer for a while now, and I appreciate it. I've taken to praying for CFnet and general, and then as many individuals as I can think of at the time. I think I'm at a point where I'm really beginning to do normal Christians things and think normal Christian thoughts ("heart of flesh, not of stone") about life and all. This is good news for me, because when I first got saved...well, I wasn't stupid, but I wasn't smart, either, and I had definitely had too much shock. :-( sad times. Now, I'm smart enough for my goals and I don't have "too much shock" written all over me...that makes it much, much easier to be a normal Christian.
In good news...my mother and I had some good time together. She's sweet and she's warming up to me, and I've been praying to get rid of all the baggage I've been holding on to against her. Truth is...well, I had a rough time as a kid and teenager, and it was all down hill from there, largely because of psychiatrists from the pits of Hell (no, really). I have a decent shrink now and, more importantly, I have my parents behind me and I got genuinely saved, so...things are a lot different. I'm different, too.
This talk of "probation violations" and such is...nerve wracking. I'm on misdemeanor probation, but a lot of it, so...yeah (SC has some crazy misdemeanors, btw...kinda harsh laws down here, y'all). I hear the neighbors talking...last night, they yelled, in their yards, to get to me. Its stupid. I saw my PO recently, and everything was fine. They also say (again, loud enough me to hear, but not to my face) that I had a "public defender" and I "got a felony." Had God not moved on my dad's heart, I would have had a public defender, and I probably (certainly?) would have gotten a felony, but...blood is thicker than water, and God did move on my dad's heart, so...here I am, on extended misdemeanor probation. Keep in mind: I'm prone to paranoia anyway, which is probably why this is happening.
I just don't get it, or maybe...maybe I do. The Bible is right, of course; human nature is dreadful, and these people around me are most definitely not saved. Nothing personal...people are people, afterall. Satan roams the earth like a lion, seeking whom he may devour. He devoured my life until about 3 years ago, when I finally got (for real, genuinely) saved. The Good Lord has done a work in my life (even in my body, which is huge) since then, and...I don't think it sits well with people around here, and I doubt satan and his minions, who had so much fun with me until fairly recently, are all that pleased, either.
But yeah...they keep saying "they're callling your PO" and stuff like that. This has been going on for a while now...maybe 1 month? I suspect they've been in the yard, which is awesome. My mind keeps going to the "what-ifs," as in...how would I get in touch with my parents? with the attorney? on and on it goes. Like I said, I get paranoia anyway, so this is an extra serving of fun fun fun.
I'm done now. Thanks for reading, and thanks for your prayers.
I know a lot of you have been kind enough to keep me up in prayer for a while now, and I appreciate it. I've taken to praying for CFnet and general, and then as many individuals as I can think of at the time. I think I'm at a point where I'm really beginning to do normal Christians things and think normal Christian thoughts ("heart of flesh, not of stone") about life and all. This is good news for me, because when I first got saved...well, I wasn't stupid, but I wasn't smart, either, and I had definitely had too much shock. :-( sad times. Now, I'm smart enough for my goals and I don't have "too much shock" written all over me...that makes it much, much easier to be a normal Christian.
In good news...my mother and I had some good time together. She's sweet and she's warming up to me, and I've been praying to get rid of all the baggage I've been holding on to against her. Truth is...well, I had a rough time as a kid and teenager, and it was all down hill from there, largely because of psychiatrists from the pits of Hell (no, really). I have a decent shrink now and, more importantly, I have my parents behind me and I got genuinely saved, so...things are a lot different. I'm different, too.
This talk of "probation violations" and such is...nerve wracking. I'm on misdemeanor probation, but a lot of it, so...yeah (SC has some crazy misdemeanors, btw...kinda harsh laws down here, y'all). I hear the neighbors talking...last night, they yelled, in their yards, to get to me. Its stupid. I saw my PO recently, and everything was fine. They also say (again, loud enough me to hear, but not to my face) that I had a "public defender" and I "got a felony." Had God not moved on my dad's heart, I would have had a public defender, and I probably (certainly?) would have gotten a felony, but...blood is thicker than water, and God did move on my dad's heart, so...here I am, on extended misdemeanor probation. Keep in mind: I'm prone to paranoia anyway, which is probably why this is happening.
I just don't get it, or maybe...maybe I do. The Bible is right, of course; human nature is dreadful, and these people around me are most definitely not saved. Nothing personal...people are people, afterall. Satan roams the earth like a lion, seeking whom he may devour. He devoured my life until about 3 years ago, when I finally got (for real, genuinely) saved. The Good Lord has done a work in my life (even in my body, which is huge) since then, and...I don't think it sits well with people around here, and I doubt satan and his minions, who had so much fun with me until fairly recently, are all that pleased, either.
But yeah...they keep saying "they're callling your PO" and stuff like that. This has been going on for a while now...maybe 1 month? I suspect they've been in the yard, which is awesome. My mind keeps going to the "what-ifs," as in...how would I get in touch with my parents? with the attorney? on and on it goes. Like I said, I get paranoia anyway, so this is an extra serving of fun fun fun.
I'm done now. Thanks for reading, and thanks for your prayers.