Dear Readers,
The shelter space has run out and I am now being forced back onto the street.
Last time this happened a wonderful lovely dove of a person told me to let God do what he needs to do in you before you get another job... mind you, because this person is being quoted in red, that does not mean that was a word from the Lord!!
My response.. UM NOOO!!
Who is the world has time to wait on God to fix what is broken in me while I sleep on the side walk??
That is a lifetime full of work. One day at a time. We have things to do like getting off of the street and back into the land of the never ending light bill!
Look..this is going to be me by Monday. He'll fix what is broke/whatever is broken in me *song*
This is not that time to fix the attitude problem or the depression or the other gazillion imperfections that I know without a shadow of a doubt is NOT the reason why I am homeless.
The only way to handle things at this moment is to keep my mind on God. That is all. I ask and I am waiting to receive.
Meanwhile, I am looking for a job that will not inspire its employees to shoot me again for being one of those nasty homeless people.
Also if the police would kindly not flex at me like i'm supposed to be afraid of them. Yes, I smuggled immigrants over the border; Yes I smuggled silverware and crashed planes while in the military ... OK I served my time paid my fines, life is quiet. Lemme alone!
I am telling jokes and am fighting tears because i'm really am tired of being shot and electrocuted.
God is a mighty deliverer, he is mighty to save. (repeat 20 times)
I will let you know how things go on Tuesday.
Sincerely,
Limmie
I am officially taking my hands off of things. The battle is real and I can't win this on my own!
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