Hit Me Again Ike! And This Time, Put Some STANK On It!

Happy Friday y’all! It’s going to be a great day, and an even better night! I’m thankful that God is giving me the opportunity to share Him, and the things He’s given me, at Celebrate Recovery! I must admit though, it’ll have to be ALL God because I’ve been a little preoccupied lately. And when I say preoccupied, what I really mean is, I’ve not been trusting God in certain areas of my life. 😦

This situation, my family has found ourselves in, has left me feeling a bit paranoid. Being that this situation was caused by someone we “know“, and the fact that this is a small town, there’s a smidge of drama attached. Plus, these days there’s social media, and I get to look at pictures of the person, who’s responsible for causing such turmoil in my family, playing at the beach, and posting snide remarks about people talking about him! He was telling them “not to be a coward, (I’m rephrasing it nicely. That’s not the words he used) if anyone had something to say, say it to his face.” HE has the nerve to call anyone a coward?!? O. M. Gosh! Then to see people “liking” his crap! I have to tell you, it’s enough to have a person waking up in the middle of the night wondering “what the heck?!”! And that’s no exaggeration. I’ve seriously been waking up in a panic worrying about Tucker, and going over the assault, as I imagine it to have happened, over, and over in my mind. Picturing Tucker unconscious and that fool kicking him. Thinking about how, as he jumped in the truck with his buddies, leaving our son for dead, he had a good laugh, at our son’s expense, all the way home. With every post, and “like” I see, he may as well be hitting Tucker over and over! And the people “liking” his crap may as well be spitting in my face! I don’t even know some of the people, and that’s still how it feels!

I know some of you realize that when I say that “I get to look at that person’s pictures” what I’m really saying is, I’m purposefully going to see them. Yes, I realize that I’m unnecessarily torturing myself. I really do. But there’s that irrational part of me that desperately wants to protect my family. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the rational part of me wants to protect my family too! However, the rational part of my brain knows the proper ways to do so. By prayer and trusting that God does and WILL take care of everything! Maybe I’m not as trusting or forgiving as I thought. 😦

Here, though, is what I know. I know I have to live my life based on facts not my feelings. I know that God’s called me to do certain things, and I’m not going to let this stand in the way! I know too, that I can’t be fully effective for God’s kingdom if I’m not trusting Him in ALL areas of my life! I know that God always reveals truth, and that He is a God of justice! I know that I’m a silly head for creeping a creep’s Facebook page. I also know that I’m human, and I’m allowed to feel certain things, as long as I quickly remember Who’s in control, and that His ways are not my ways. Please join me in prayer for truth and justice, and that I’ll, wholeheartedly, trust God to handle things the way HE sees fit!
God has warned us that he’ll hold us to account and make us pay. He was quite explicit: “Vengeance is mine, and I won’t overlook a thing” and “God will judge his people.” Nobody’s getting by with anything, believe me.
Remember those early days after you first saw the light? Those were the hard times! Kicked around in public, targets of every kind of abuse—some days it was you, other days your friends. If some friends went to prison, you stuck by them. If some enemies broke in and seized your goods, you let them go with a smile, knowing they couldn’t touch your real treasure. Nothing they did bothered you, nothing set you back. So don’t throw it all away now. You were sure of yourselves then. It’s still a sure thing! But you need to stick it out, staying with God’s plan so you’ll be there for the promised completion. Hebrews 10: 30-37

2 thoughts on “Hit Me Again Ike! And This Time, Put Some STANK On It!”

  1. Here goes! Not long ago a young soldier was not necessarily liked by his drill sergeant. Reason was the young soldier had made his mind up that he was going to pray every night before bedtime, for all his group. late one night the young soldier came back to the barracks in a driving rainstorm. The sergeant was already lying down and noticed the young man kneel beside his bunk and begin to pray. The sarg grabbed up one of his muddy boot and threw it at the young soldier, hitting him in the head. ” Lights out”. The sarg awoke early to find his boots sitting beside his bunk, cleaned and spit- shined to perfection. To this day he still tells how his life changed that day and why! Maybe we all need to do a little spit, not shit shining! Love you!


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