I don’t know who I’m talking to most times. I mean, I’m worried about who’s responding and because I know he’s listening to what I say to God - prayers and everything. My cussing is still being worked on. The perviness has been all the way cut down - not to say he doesn’t try. I’ve stopped talking to him like Isa told me to do A LONG TIME AGO.
He tried his perv. I called God and he was instantly gone. I shouldn’t have talked to him.
On top of that, my mouth…whew. It’s okay when it’s people - some odd Joe - but that one time with God and the baby broke my heart. I am so sorry. I was sorry then and the guilt ate me into a corner I think where
I took abuse from Joshua because of guilt. Once you hear God speak, you know you’re not supposed to talk to HIM with a sharp tongue.
It’s only been twice that I’ve heard it in two months, but I wish everyone could hear God’s voice in their ear. It would stop a lot of nonsense.
Think about this. A man who’s been in the penitentiary for decades comes out and is hard as nails. No one is phased. They say: So-and-so is hard. And that’s okay. We say, well, look what he’s been through.
A police officer sees crime and murder everyday, deals with idiots. He’s hard. People say, well, hey, look what he deals with everyday. And that’s okay.
Earth is very old and God had been around for a long time. Look at what HE deals with on a daily basis. Who’s hard now?
Is that okay?
Think about it.