My Saga Continues

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In my last blog post, I told you how I was finally recovering after being sick for almost a year, due to forced unbeknownst to me.

And then God said, "Not so fast..."

In this post, I share what I just figured out about why I am still sick.

And how everything is about to come to head (ahem, justice is coming,) and also, how everything will work in my favor. (Romans 8:28)

"Just When I Thought I Was Out, They Pull Me Back In"

Remember that scene from Godfather III? He keeps trying to "exit the matrix" of his mafia family, and they keep pulling him back in.

That's exactly how I feel. Sorry to mix my movie metaphors, but every time I think I've finally found my way out of the haunted forest, away from the lions and tigers and bears (oh my,) the next thing I know, the flying monkeys swoop down again. Or I get put to sleep in a field of poppies. Or captured and jailed by the wicked witch.

As I said in my last post, I just realized that I've been very sick for almost a year now. And that's the really crazy part – I didn't even know I was sick.

And I think this is true of most people. We're sick, but we don't even know we are sick. We're like the frogs in the pot of boiling water.

In fact, I've come to believe that aging is actually nothing more than us being poisoned.

I'll write more about that later... it's a deep topic. (And a very exciting one. Yes, we will be reverse-aging.)

I'm Not Mad About It. Not Really.

Here's the thing, though... after everything I've been through this past few years, and it's more than most people suffer in a lifetime, I'm not really mad about it.

I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm angry. Righteous anger. Because no one should have had to experience what I have. Losing my home, my family, my friends, losing my income and my life savings, becoming a leper in society. And on and on.

And I'm also sad about what our society has become...

Single mothers are doing OnlyFans because the fathers of their children don't support them like they should.

Single fathers are living in their cars because they can't get a job after they got a trumped up felony charge from their wives falsely reporting them to CPS.

Babies being aborted because we're living through the worst depression in American history, and people don't even know we are. (Yes, inflation is worse now than during the Great Depression.)

Illegal immigrants and anchor babies are being hired instead of Americans, thanks to birthright immigration and H-1B visas.

Gays and transgenders and black people are now the protected classes and you're not allowed to question that. Black Lives Matter, ya'll, but not white lives. You're not allowed to say that.

And if you do question it, you will be flung to the deepest recesses of the caste system in the social media hierarchies run by Indian CEOs and their tech teams.

Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.

I mean I was cancelled. Not the OnlyFans or homeless with the felony charge. There, but for the grace of God, go I.

FUBAR

But beyond my understandable anger and sadness at how totally FUBAR everything is, I'm actually okay with it.

Why? For two reasons.

Because:

1.) This is temporary. How do I know? I know because I know for a fact that God wins. And I'm on His team, so therefore, I'm on the winning team. So I will continue to fight until that fat lady sings. Isaiah 6:8.

2.) If I hadn't gone through all of this, I wouldn't know the things I know. And I would rather know the truth and lose everything than gain the whole world and be trapped in Plato's cave, looking at shadows on the wall. It was totally worth it to wake up and see reality for the first time in my life. The truth shall set you free. John 8:32.

Sorry, I can't help it with all the Bible quotes. They just pop in my head now, ya'll.

Yes, I've become one of those Christians. Basically Ned Flanders on The Simpsons.

But now that I know that the bloodline families / cabal created The Simpsons to make fun of Christian people, I'm really okay with that.

Get it? The "Simp" Sons?

Yeah, once you see it, you can't unsee it.

No Weapon Formed Against You Shall Prosper, Says the Lord

Actually, there is one more reason that I am OK with it and that is that God's got my back.

Not only am I on his team (Isaiah 6:8 – and would do it all over again) and yes, it's the winning team, but you see, He promised he would take care of me.

This is what He said:

No weapon formed against you shall prosper,
And every tongue which rises against you in judgment
You shall condemn.
This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord,
And their righteousness is from Me,”
Says the Lord.

(Isaiah 54:17)

I love this scripture so much because God says, if you are on his team, not only are we going to win and totally knock it out of the park (and yeah, I can smell the victory now – it is so close,) but also, he is gonna devastate all the haters you said sh*t about you.

My favorite part is this part: "And every tongue which rises against you in judgment, You shall condemn."

The Google machine says this "means that any accusation or slander spoken against you will be proven false and refuted by God."

Damn, ya'll, that sounds so good, I get chill bumps on my chill bumps just saying it out loud.

Signs of Land

I know this is about to happen in my life, on every single front. Every single person who betrayed me will get what's coming to them. Every single person who deceived me. Every single person who sat back and did nothing.

How do I know? Because I am seeing "signs of land" of it happening.

Signs of land is when you are lost at sea and you start seeing sticks and leaves floating on the water – it means you're getting closer to hitting the shore.

The Saga of My Illness Continues... (Or What Is Continuing to Make Me Sick)

Anyway, I'll tell you what I just figured out this weekend.

However, I can't say more publicly. Not yet.

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