Keeping it real

 

So… I promised no masks at the beginning of this blog.  Now it’s my turn to be real. I’m a hot mess. I thought if I got a job life would come back together. But, I’m being attacked by the strongman more aggressively than anytime before.  Which isn’t good, it could cause me to go manic, I’m a little worried about that problem. But yeah, everything is uncomfortable right now, and I’m all alone. I used to have a really great community, but I left it when the pastor ignored me about the evil vax being the MOTB, and I’ve lost almost all my friends from there. I’m at a new church, but, I don’t have any close friends there… my closest friend in the neighborhood just moved, so I feel like I’m being hammered by this satanic attack of lust and there’s no one praying for me or with me and I’m floundering, and it’s scary, I’ll pray my prayers to break covenants and curses and against spirit husband and even binding the strongman, and I’ll be great for that hour or so, but when I lay down or sit down it’s like nothing happened. Anyhow, a song on the radio made me think I could at least ask whoever is reading this to pray for me. And I’m sorry I do think about this blog, I just, I’m not on my manic high when everything is super exciting and I want to share everything. It’d be much easier to hide my sin at this point, I’ve confessed I’m dangerously alone right now, so no one would know if I’m stumbling or not. So… there it is, I guess.  I’m not perfect, and I’m a far cry from deliverance at the moment. Which is super discouraging. I don’t know how you can help me, but I do know prayer changes things, and you can pray for me. Also what’s going on is super distracting even when I’m sitting down, and I don’t want to lose this job, I really like it.  I wish I’d gotten it years ago. Also, you can pray for me as sometimes I sense my life flashing before my eyes when people start glorifying the evil jab as the savior of the world and I realize everything is about to come to a halt for me, and I may very well be sent to one of these CDC internment camps as punishment for not getting the evil jabbaroo. Which, I’m praying I’ll be lucky and get swept away, but right now with these incubus attacking I have fears and doubts as well. So anyhow, that’s a lot.

 

I don’t know what your stuff is, how big or small your request may seem, but I pray the Lord will show up in your life in a BIG UNDENIABLE way to encourage you and remind you of His grace and love. I also pray you aren’t finding yourself as lonely as I am these days. Life is much better with good, close friends who know you well, good and bad, and love you anyway. When you tell people they got the mark of the beast they stop wanting to be your friend.

On that note, I did provide an email if you ever did have a special prayer request you’d like me to pray for you. lovemesomenutella@gmail.com

 

Goodnight, I’ll post again sooner than I have been, hopefully. 

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