‘Woe to the wicked! It will go badly with him, For what he deserves will be done to him.’
Before my eyes were opened and after I had started to lose touch with reality, my estranged cousin called and invited me to visit her out of the blue. That should have been my first warning sign that something was amiss, alas, I went anyway. And at the time I still had my beloved puppy Edie, who I just called Puppy. She was my eternal puppy.
‘The righteous care for the needs of their animals, but the kindest acts of the wicked are cruel.’ As it turns out their entire family serves the darkness. Do not be fooled by their upright, American family charade. Most of Satan’s minions look more normal than normal. He thrives on blending in and deceiving the unaware.
Ultimately, the cursed meals they served both myself and my Puppy led me further into insanity and darkness. I ended up losing my beloved Puppy and all my earthly possessions before I got another odd call out of the blue to come home to Texas. Rather than come for me and bring me home when I was clearly living out of my car, sick, with my Puppy, the shadows instead separated me from my pup and watched me drift further into oblivion. This tells me, my shadows were watching the entire spectacle unfold and waited until I was literally homeless, with nothing left, to call me home. Either that, or my family just miraculously knew the moment I had become homeless in a faraway land. Doubtful.
I have since regained my senses and grown stronger in my faith and dealings with the shadows. And I don’t care if this all sounds ludicrous and insane, I am here to open eyes not trot along as if everything were fine. Everything is not fine. We are in deep darkness that only the Light of Day can save us from. And if I must walk alone in my Truth, then all the brighter will my little star shine in this deep night.
Either way, I win.
I sent said family a text, telling them I pray that God will punish them for their wickedness. It is the closest I’ve come to cursing someone, but we must not curse, only bless. ‘Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.’ And leave the punishing to God. ‘The righteous will rejoice when he sees the vengeance; He will wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.’ Yassssss.
If God has been so stern with me, I pray he does not relent on those who deserve even more. Bring it down, Father. You are stern and loving as only a Great Father would be. Punish the sinful and destroy the wicked! Get them out of my way! And if I must go through them rather than around, so be it. ‘I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.’
‘The house of the wicked will be destroyed, But the tent of the upright will flourish.’
‘He has brought back their wickedness upon them And will destroy them in their evil; The Lord our God will destroy them.’
‘That when the wicked sprouted up like grass And all who did iniquity flourished, It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.’
‘The way of the LORD is a stronghold to the upright, But ruin to the workers of wickedness.’
‘In no way be alarmed by your opponents–which is a sign of destruction for them, but of salvation for you, and that too, from God.’
‘But these men revile the things which they do not understand; and the things which they know by instinct, like unreasoning animals, by these things they are destroyed.’
Yes, it is a comfort to know it be only a matter of time. You are at work all the time, watching the wicked as a boy watches an army of worker ants. ‘The Lord laughs at him, For He sees his day is coming.’ God? Laughing? Just look around at all the marvelous, funny little creatures and tell me our Father does not have a delightful sense of humor.