I hope no one reads this and says, “Where is God for this woman?”
I hope people remember trials that other god-fearing people had to endure. God is with me and I am not harmed beyond what I can handle. What are we, if we can’t stand up for our God the way He does for us?
The devil is a liar.
My brother just called to ask if I was okay. He said he had a bad dream about me. He didn’t really want to talk about it but I prodded. He dreamed of trees and a car. He saw an ambulance and a stretcher. I haven’t told anyone I’m dying so he surprised me. When he reads this, I want him to know that I love him very much and like I told him on the phone before we hung up, don’t worry about me because God is going to take care of me.
Again, Solo, I love you. Say your prayers because God is very special.
If I tell people that God called me - that I wanted to go anyway, they wouldn't believe me, but I prayed for something and God blessed me. I’m happier than I’ve ever been, but don’t feel I deserve it. But I want to do it myself. I’m going to be with the Lord because He is so sweet to me.
This sucka talking about I’m too beautiful to die.
On the freeway see money blowing around. Got out to catch a bunch of singles. Fun, fun.
I don’t know what it is with this sucka and doo-doo. I won’t go into detail, but he smells butts. I’m trying to figure out why people would worship him. Like I’m thinking from past experience that he’s some big bad only to find out that he’s deeply entrenched in shit (pun intended) and not that bright.
But then God says he’s a master of deception so he must be. In the past when dealing with him there was always a physical altercation. This particular situation is pretty shitty. Ha!
He's getting on my nerves. Jesus says his followers love him. What the? I think sometimes that I'm becoming vulgar. I remember God telling me weeks before this happened that I would be corrupted. I never expected this though. I don’t want to be a sucka weirdo. I’m too stubborn for his crap.
He wants me to get mad and feel some stupid way about God. Nope. I see what he’s doing. This is how he calls himself fighting with God. He can’t beat HIM any other way but to try and destroy HIS plan. Just the way we expect God to be there for us, we have to try and do the same for HIM. This is my example – not allowing under rock dwellers to block my blessing.
He knew I didn’t like him even back when I wasn’t doing right. We bickered even then. I used to say “I did it”; the devil didn’t make me do nothing. And it’s true. If people did what they’re supposed to do, he wouldn’t be able to tempt us.
He’s not responsible for every bad thing we do, but there is stuff going on behind the scenes that we overlook. We can guess, speculate – whatever. But we don’t know NOTHING, just like Job.
I won’t act tough. Sometimes I’m talking to a friend and a wrong image or statement - or the voice will come and it throws me off or makes me nervous. I have no sense of privacy anymore. I just feel like everything I do is open.
Like basic things like going to the bathroom makes me feel bad - nervous. Last night, I thought the Lord called me again. I asked for more time. God told me to stick to what I am doing.