The pitiful truth.
Like one who grabs a stray dog by the ears is someone who rushes into a quarrel not their own. Proverbs 27:14
This heresy against me all started with "that woman." But, in embracing false accusations against me, this city has inadvertently involved herself in "that woman's," pitiful one-sided fight against me.
What I thought to be a cordial interaction with a fellow housemate, in a homeless shelter, turned out to be anything but. Though someone else had casually warned me about her, she put on such a friendly facade, that even I believed her to be a "nice person." Little did I know that I was literally staring insanity in the face.
Indeed it's so foolish and disgustingly immature that I really hate to even approach the subject. But, it's time to expose what was done in darkness. Still, I will try to keep it short as possible. Doubtless, my hometown will choose to disregard this testimony, because to acknowledge it would further expose their own shortcomings. Still, in the event that that woman is successful in convincing this city to take my life, as has obviously been her goal, the rest of the world will know the sad pitiful truth behind it all.
When I was in a homeless shelter 8½ years ago, that woman, who would later betray me over a man, that was neither hers' nor mine, quickly "befriended" me. I would later realize that, from the very beginning, her motives were anything but upright. Nevertheless, at first, living in close quarters, we often engaged in cordial conversation. On one particular day, as we were talking, she confessed her undying love for a man who happened to be a high-ranking city official. As the conversation continued, she divulged that the two of them belonged to the same church which, just so happened, I belonged to as well. Now, having seen this man at church on occasion, and having been involved in a couple of women's groups, I questioned why I had never seen her there. She clarified that she attended a different campus. I believe there were three church campuses, at that time.
This next part is where things began to take a bizarre turn. From the moment she heard that I attended the same church campus as the man of her obsession, she set out to destroy me. Apparently she was afraid that I would catch his eye. First, for a bribe, she had one of the more elder ladies in the house (an ninety-something year old woman) cut my hair off while I was sleeping. She then manipulated a situation to have me downgraded from that house to a less desirable location, where she orchestrated to have some of the younger women start altercations, and even physically attack me. Finally, she convincingly persuaded the sisters to kick me out of that shelter altogether. She was able to do all this by exploiting her short-lived position as house manager: I put up no fight.
This being my hometown, of course I have relatives here, some of whom, in my youth, resided in the Acres Home area. As if Her delusional obsession with that man wasn't pitiful enough, sadder still was her unnecessary jealous reaction to the realization that I had had past interaction with him. The part of my family that resided in Acres Home were acquainted with his family. As a teenager, he, having been closer connected to my brothers, had asked my middle brother to set him up with me. But, at that time, I had a boyfriend so I declined his advance. We both moved on. Mind you, this was high school, she wasn't even in the picture. Immaturity
Fast forward to this current part of my assignment. Now, I don't expect my hometown to embrace the truth because that would mean they would have to acknowledge their own part in it. Again, whether she calls herself a prophetess or not is irrelevant, the woman whom they have tolerated (listened to and heeded) made herself their prophetess simply because they have been following her instructions.
The sad truth is that my hometown has been misled by that woman and the troops that she has gathered. This city has poured out the drink mixture of worship, through obedience, to them. Her influence on this city is rooted in pathetic female jealousy. But seemingly, as unrewarding as it has been for them, as long as this city thinks she can get something out of it, she's willing to sell God out to that woman's influence in order to get it. Again, that woman continues to set others against me so that, in her mind, her hands are clean. Better that innocent blood be on the city's hands rather than hers. That way, though she has garnered them nothing, other than continued defeat and the government subsidies that were already theirs, she can continue to look the part of a righteous woman and wise leader.
What is stunning is that no one thought it the least bit strange that all of her instructions, from cutting off my hair to having me cast into the, often violent, streets, were geared toward destroying my beauty and femininity? But, as a true godly woman, my beauty, is not just outward, but radiates from the inside. True beauty, as a Christian, is to carry out God's instructions in our assignments. But again, an additional factor in their blindness is the self-benefiting aspect of sports. Still, would Jesus, or any true man or woman of God, instruct anyone to do all the ungodly things that are being done in this city?
FEMALE JEALOUSY
Anger is cruel, and wrath is like a flood, but jealousy is even more dangerous. Proverbs 27:4 (NLT)
All hail to your queen of jealousy. Nevertheless,
When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the Spirit of the LORD shall lift up a standard against him. Isaiah 59:19 (KJV)
God shows no favoritism, He will deal with all involved.
I chose to withhold this testimony because I didn't want it to adversely affect that city official's calling. After all, he had nothing to do with her insanity. Prayerfully, his legacy is firmly set in place. Howbeit, given his recent death, I must testify to the origin of all the heretical nonsense which has infiltrated my assignment. There's much more detail to the story. But, again, I offer this summary just in case this city allows those troops to carry out that woman's pitiful jealous-hearted plans to completely destroy me.
Like one who grabs a stray dog by the ears is someone who rushes into a quarrel not their own. Proverbs 27:14
This heresy against me all started with "that woman." But, in embracing false accusations against me, this city has inadvertently involved herself in "that woman's," pitiful one-sided fight against me.
What I thought to be a cordial interaction with a fellow housemate, in a homeless shelter, turned out to be anything but. Though someone else had casually warned me about her, she put on such a friendly facade, that even I believed her to be a "nice person." Little did I know that I was literally staring insanity in the face.
Indeed it's so foolish and disgustingly immature that I really hate to even approach the subject. But, it's time to expose what was done in darkness. Still, I will try to keep it short as possible. Doubtless, my hometown will choose to disregard this testimony, because to acknowledge it would further expose their own shortcomings. Still, in the event that that woman is successful in convincing this city to take my life, as has obviously been her goal, the rest of the world will know the sad pitiful truth behind it all.
When I was in a homeless shelter 8½ years ago, that woman, who would later betray me over a man, that was neither hers' nor mine, quickly "befriended" me. I would later realize that, from the very beginning, her motives were anything but upright. Nevertheless, at first, living in close quarters, we often engaged in cordial conversation. On one particular day, as we were talking, she confessed her undying love for a man who happened to be a high-ranking city official. As the conversation continued, she divulged that the two of them belonged to the same church which, just so happened, I belonged to as well. Now, having seen this man at church on occasion, and having been involved in a couple of women's groups, I questioned why I had never seen her there. She clarified that she attended a different campus. I believe there were three church campuses, at that time.
This next part is where things began to take a bizarre turn. From the moment she heard that I attended the same church campus as the man of her obsession, she set out to destroy me. Apparently she was afraid that I would catch his eye. First, for a bribe, she had one of the more elder ladies in the house (an ninety-something year old woman) cut my hair off while I was sleeping. She then manipulated a situation to have me downgraded from that house to a less desirable location, where she orchestrated to have some of the younger women start altercations, and even physically attack me. Finally, she convincingly persuaded the sisters to kick me out of that shelter altogether. She was able to do all this by exploiting her short-lived position as house manager: I put up no fight.
This being my hometown, of course I have relatives here, some of whom, in my youth, resided in the Acres Home area. As if Her delusional obsession with that man wasn't pitiful enough, sadder still was her unnecessary jealous reaction to the realization that I had had past interaction with him. The part of my family that resided in Acres Home were acquainted with his family. As a teenager, he, having been closer connected to my brothers, had asked my middle brother to set him up with me. But, at that time, I had a boyfriend so I declined his advance. We both moved on. Mind you, this was high school, she wasn't even in the picture. Immaturity
Fast forward to this current part of my assignment. Now, I don't expect my hometown to embrace the truth because that would mean they would have to acknowledge their own part in it. Again, whether she calls herself a prophetess or not is irrelevant, the woman whom they have tolerated (listened to and heeded) made herself their prophetess simply because they have been following her instructions.
The sad truth is that my hometown has been misled by that woman and the troops that she has gathered. This city has poured out the drink mixture of worship, through obedience, to them. Her influence on this city is rooted in pathetic female jealousy. But seemingly, as unrewarding as it has been for them, as long as this city thinks she can get something out of it, she's willing to sell God out to that woman's influence in order to get it. Again, that woman continues to set others against me so that, in her mind, her hands are clean. Better that innocent blood be on the city's hands rather than hers. That way, though she has garnered them nothing, other than continued defeat and the government subsidies that were already theirs, she can continue to look the part of a righteous woman and wise leader.
What is stunning is that no one thought it the least bit strange that all of her instructions, from cutting off my hair to having me cast into the, often violent, streets, were geared toward destroying my beauty and femininity? But, as a true godly woman, my beauty, is not just outward, but radiates from the inside. True beauty, as a Christian, is to carry out God's instructions in our assignments. But again, an additional factor in their blindness is the self-benefiting aspect of sports. Still, would Jesus, or any true man or woman of God, instruct anyone to do all the ungodly things that are being done in this city?
FEMALE JEALOUSY
Anger is cruel, and wrath is like a flood, but jealousy is even more dangerous. Proverbs 27:4 (NLT)
All hail to your queen of jealousy. Nevertheless,
When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the Spirit of the LORD shall lift up a standard against him. Isaiah 59:19 (KJV)
God shows no favoritism, He will deal with all involved.
I chose to withhold this testimony because I didn't want it to adversely affect that city official's calling. After all, he had nothing to do with her insanity. Prayerfully, his legacy is firmly set in place. Howbeit, given his recent death, I must testify to the origin of all the heretical nonsense which has infiltrated my assignment. There's much more detail to the story. But, again, I offer this summary just in case this city allows those troops to carry out that woman's pitiful jealous-hearted plans to completely destroy me.
