Stand In Your Power or Be Crushed

A word to the awake.

It’s a scary and cruel world right now. Satan’s reign has been devastatingly complete. All encompassing.

Even though God wins, the fallout will be brutally indescribable.

I have endured attack after attack. Emotional attacks. Bullying, I’ve been cancelled and dismissed. I’ve been told to go and die. I’ve been told to “watch myself’ by a minister who’s studied the Word all his life and doesn’t understand the final chapter.

And yet this journey hasn’t killed me, it’s made me stronger. I stand in my own power and although these attacks sometimes knock me down, I always get back up. I brush myself off. I strive to let everything dark and negative slide right off me, travel through me but not stick, move on because there’s nothing yummy to feed on in me anymore.

My favourite story growing up was Joan of Arc. I’ve only ever read a children’s book about her. And I was fascinated. Imagine talking to angels, I wondered. Imagine having a purpose and a mission. Imagine not being scared to die.

That’s what makes these rotten times so confusing. Millions of people who are falling for the scamdemic, obediently following corrupt rules, and who are scared to death of dying, are first in line for the death shot. They don’t know what they’re doing.

We’ve all been tricked and we will all have scars that will need aggressive healing.