Even Elton John talks about the lies of his Demons, Devils, and Ghosts! I love this song even more now. Read the lyrics and then listen to the live version of this song with George Michael, it is brilliant. The Demons are liars, Pull A 180 and find your truth! They are scared to death, you will figure out, you are a powerhouse!! Love ya, Sweets
When your heart feels as black as night….assume you are being lied to….your heart may just be a little blue, and that’s ok… it is the circumstance that surrounds you that feels as black as night. Expose the lies you believe and it will change everything and allow the light to fill the darkness….don’t lose hope, this is temporary no matter what the lies tell you. Love you Sweets pass it on to someone who needs it today. #hopeforafuture#thisistemporary
It is time you stand up to those Flying Ghost Monkey’s. What are you haunted with a Ghost of Fear, Shame, or Woundedness? It is time to pull a 180 on those bitches and have them shaking in their boots.
I have four little words that can stop me in my tracks at times!
‘What would people think?’ has made me pause, second guess and stop an embarrassing number of times.
I decided to ignore those four words on my visit home to take care of my mom.
I went to the pharmacy to get wound care supplies. I looked like a million bucks because I dress up to fly, and had just arrived from the airport. While in line to ask a question, I noticed in the security monitor that the ladies behind me were making fun of how I was dressed and had done my hair.
While I was in the middle of a good pity party, God told me to pay attention to the woman who was already at the counter for a moment.
God told me to step in and take action on her behalf. In this case, I was supposed to pay for some medicine after her card was declined. The Pharmacist finally agreed to take my card and allow me to pay for her medicine, but startled me when he told the lady what I had done. I don’t like the attention, and wasn’t ready for the lady to grab me. I didn’t know what to tell her about why I did it, but God told me to tell her that He was her provider. (This was remarkable because He’s never asked me to share that message before with anyone. ) Of course, it turns out that was exactly what she needed to hear, and had been praying about since her husband’s accident would mean not only expensive medication, but no paycheck for the foreseeable future.
It was exactly what she needed, and exactly what she needed to hear.
She was excited about getting home to tell her husband all that had happened, and their message from God.
She left, and I noticed that the ladies that were in line behind me had seen and heard what had happened, and their disposition about me had completely changed.
The Pharmacist then proceeded to make the ladies in line, who had been mean at first, wait while he escorted me around the entire store to make sure that I had everything that was needed. At the moment of purchase, he pulled out his personal card to pay for everything, and said, ‘please allow me to do this for you and for your mom because I’ve never seen anything like that. That was the kindest thing I’ve ever seen anyone do.’
Even after being delayed in line, those ladies still had smiles.
What an amazing, high impact event in a bunch of lives. That woman and her husband, the ladies behind me, the pharmacist. And me more than anyone perhaps, even though I was just a messenger.
I don’t always say yes when He asks.
When I’ve declined, it’s usually because of those four little words, ‘What would people think?’. In this situation, in which I was already embarrassed by what these ladies thought of me because of my dress and hairdo, I went forward anyway. And it changed me forever.
And just maybe, some women in Winter Park Florida learned not to judge a book by it’s MomHawk haircut, and to stop being ‘mean girls’ at 45 years old.
I’ve been preparing for something my entire life. Chasing the truth, being chased by the occult. I was screwed up by being labelled ‘Learning Disabled’, which meant I didn’t have to read or do homework. But i can count the 12 books I’ve read.
Is there a support group for the ‘Incorrectly Categorized’?
So I have huge trust issues. It would seem that my demons play well with other peoples demons sometimes, and that gets messy and complicated. Who has the time to invite new people in our life… the vetting process is exhausting. I can’t afford the distraction, as I am just trying to keep myself and family above water. So I close myself off even more as my demons say…. good call you don’t want to chance it, that will most likely result in disappointment and heart break again.
I believed them, they caught me at a vulnerable moment when I was hurting and feeling betrayed by people I trusted the most. I reacted in a panic to cut out almost everyone one from my life and my circle became smaller and smaller. It was easier to run away from even the slightest suggestion of the potential of pain, disappointment and rejection.
My demons filled my head with every word I just typed. My freaking flying ghost monkeys haunted my head with each and everyone of those thoughts. They covered all bases to isolate me as they added…. they are all better off without you, because you will just cause this,this, and this so now, I am also doing everyone a favor. So I react in fear and push people away to run and hide. When I got lonely and missed those now missing from my life, my demons graciously reminded me of old hurts, wounds and pain that you can almost feel all over again just by thinking about them… so you don’t and find yourself in protect and survive mode. My own thoughts would introduce fear and beat me down until I was in agreement….yeah that is a terrible idea….and you would just screw it up, so better not to even try…lonely isn’t that bad. Bam! onto the next shiny thing to steal from me.
You see the thing about all that is that it is total bull shit!
I don’t have trust issues, that is so over dramatized, my demons lie. I would say I am cautious. I want to give everyone a chance, just like I want them so desperately to give me one.
See something was exposed… I thought… what does a people person do when you are tricked into believing you are scared of people. You pull a 180 on the lies and do something differently. I made it a mission to make up for everything stolen from me and I set out to meet as many new people I could and that is when I started to see my truth, not filtered through a bunch of lies of fear whispered in my head. It changed me for the better and I can’t imagine never having the people that are new and in my life that because I was willing to take a risk they each play a role in loving me back to truth. I encourage you if you believe you are good and have enough friends you maybe being lied to. The greatest things about this life is the people I get to share it with.
So just an example of a lie I believed that maybe you can relate to…. I believed I had enough friends and I needed my inner cirlcle close and closed. I am overwhelmed at the people I get to call my friends not distractions. I can’t even imagine all the laughs, memories and all the great stories I would never had experienced. This changed me a ton when I exposed these lies. Go make a new friend, if that is too scary thengo out and be friendly… talk to people. I talk to everybody… my kids tell me.
People are so lonely out there and you never know what might happen. Maybe you are one of those that already know all this and rock it…then I encourage you to think about the other areas of your life these little bastards steal from you as they whisper in your head.
Another one of the biggest lies I believed was that I was never meant to be anyone’s mother and I believed I was like a nanny and maid who hated her job….Lies, lies, lies, every word, Oh my freaking God… that is another story. I have tons of stories of how I caught my thoughts and my belief system kinda screwing me over.
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