REFINEMENT ~SHABBAT SHALOM

Today was an interesting intro to the Shabbat.

There are people who enter your life space to create chaos in it: today was such a day – by the time I left the building and drove off, I was literally shaking. Sometimes it is very, very hard to maintain a Christian mindset and behave maturely: I was sorely tempted this morning to revert back to my 1970’s reactions … and subsequent actions.

‘But for the grace of God!’ was my mental mantra as I drove away.

The videos and pictures will highlight the gist of how the morning unfolded.

My whole life has been a “fight, or flight” scenario; I’ve always been of the mindset, “if it’s worth it, I’ll fight to the death for it”; and I can walk away if it’s a no-win situation. I don’t waste my time in dead-end causes. But this period of my life – this moment, this year – is a {‘be still and know that I am God’} type of unfolding: so, with that knowledge in the forefront of my thoughts in any given situation and circumstance, I can stand aside, and let Him deal with the situations.

I do not see the whole picture. I only see what is in front of me in the moment. God’s purposes are not always in sync with our wants, needs, or desires; so, I tread carefully when dealing with spiritual issues in my life.

I always want to be in God’s Will.

So, we’ll see where this situation goes from tonight – forward. I’m handing the situation to God … and if He hands it back to me, He will also gift me with the discernment and spiritual strength needed to accomplish the goal of His Will 😊

I reached my limit with carl & ruth.

carl and ruth's attitudes are running unchecked.

I do not kiss carl and ruth's feet; that automatically puts me on the outs with them, and they continually go after me, no matter what I say or do.

carl and ruth are in continual comparison marathons – the only time they smile is when they are being praised, coddled, and idolized. If they feel the limelight shifting, they get verbally combative.

I personally, do not understand the fascination with the narcissistic bossy twins!

It's a spiritual warfare thing ... and there is NO spiritual discernment at all, in that particular Body. carl and ruth, who behave like demigods, are single-handedly running people out of that Body - a once thriving Church has dwindled down to a handful. It's sad. It's spiritually criminal. Pardon the burp! I was upset, and that upset my stomach ;-)

Leadership is either not aware, totally bamboozled - or refusing to deal with - the obvious, and overwhelming ... egomania.

Perhaps the self-absorbed talking heads are part of my spiritual 'testing' period; it's not a comfy feeling.

All I know is that every run-in with the antagonistic, argumentative snakes, never ends well. For anyone.

There are some people who bring out the 'fight or flight' in me. From my point of view, fighting it out with these two isn't 'worth it' to me, personally.

One thing to consider, is that the unhappy interactions could be the draining of toxic dross, in this moment of God's refinement in MY life.

But right now, today, I am done dealing with those two energy vampires. Their spiritual attitudes aren't worth my engagement – on any level.

TAKE MY BREATH AWAY

I drove to Naselle this morning – I was missing my friends that way. I stopped at Baker’s Corner to top the tank off in case I needed a full tank to get me back home (I never know when a side-road excursion will take over 😉); I paid 35-cents/gal more than I would have downtown … but I was in a hurry to get to Naselle, so I forked the extra $$ out.

35-cents difference (more) at the Baker's Corner Gas Pumps.

I was glad I had a full tank when I aimed the Highlander north: there was road work all along the route ☹

The first road work crew was doing utility line maneuvers, in Skamokawa.

The second road crew was tearing the highway up from the lower end of the KM Mountain, to midway up the KM.

While I waited for the pilot truck, I gave a listen to the radio (for lack of anything else to do, for 5 minutes of wasting precious gas). The first piece of news I heard this morning was that Mr. Science himself has come down with covid: I would have laughed with satisfied glee, but that would have been mean-spirited. But I did think, “God will not be mocked”, and I think that’s an okay thought 😉

Feckless fauci, for years, has put himself above God … and everyone else … by claiming that he alone “is science”. Small stature fauci, has a little man complex, and used his nasal-twanged-whiney voice to bully his way through 2019, 2020, 2021; and was issuing new mandates as 2022 was being ushered in. The little man is the obamanite darling – more so since he has determined that all peoples except whites do not need to mask up, and will not be forced to get the vaccine (apparently covid only strikes white elitists with a supremacy bent …): in which case, fauci was bound to get ‘it’ since he fits the stereotype perfectly.

Perhaps he is unaware that he is ‘a white elitist’. obamanite devotees shuns mirrors, and create whole new identities with imagined skin tones, imagined genders, and imagined importance 😉

fauci looks like the little smart aleck kid on the Mad Magazine Covers.

fauci preached wearing masks (and quadrupled his own mask-ups when the cameras were rolling, and went bare-faced to fancy elite Suppers). He denied God, and proclaimed his own doctrine as “absolute”. His doctrine was “Listen to me because I know better than God, and more than you: wear masks forever, and get every vaccine I mandate or be ostracized, mocked, ridiculed, and called a domestic terrorist if you defy me. When you attack me in defiance, you are attacking science, itself: I am science.” I’d like to be a fly on his wall to know how he is dealing with the reality that he has finally caught the breath-stealing-virus he helped create and unleash on the world at large – with the help of his scientific pals in the secret warfare lab the US Government has stationed in China.

I’m actually glad he is infected (apparently his “one mask-two mask-three masks … four” mantra did not protect him): now the screaming banshee obamanite demonrats, can no longer claim that the spread of covid is the ‘fault of ignorant white Christians who refuse the masks and vaccine mandates.’ The godless vaccinated minions that have goose-stepped to-, and OD’d on demonrat mandates to mask-up and shoot up with a worthless vaccine based on a veterinarian vaccine for monkeys, IS GETTING SLAMMED WITH covid – and getting monkeypox BECAUSE OF THE VACCINE.

God won’t be mocked.

And, while waiting for the pilot truck to collect and guide us through the latest county roadwork jungle, I gave an ear to another bit of news: that the obamanite demonrats are quickly coming to the realization that fossil fuel is an absolute necessity in American life; nothing runs smoothly without it. Big rigs need diesel to transport merchandise (food, clothing, appliances, ect.) necessary for life sustenance: electric vehicles aren’t going to go the distance required to get this stuff to The People. And people in America are getting real tired of empty stores shelves, real fast. Ships that haul merchandise run on fossil fuel. Windmills being pushed heavily by obamanite demonrats actually operate using fossil fuels. Private jets and airliners that haul pampered political asses from point A to point B … and everywhere in between … run on fossil fuels – you are never going to see an EV airplane. Fossil fuels are here to stay; and the empty-headed DC obamanite parrots are coming to that cold, hard, f.a.c.t.

Reality bites.

If the celebrities, and political hacks want to use EV’s, that is their choice; but that choice should not be forced on the rest of us – we should be able to conduct our lives by our choice, also. And our choice is that America operates by and large by using fossil fuels.

'Green Energy' is a dead duck that won’t even float ...

These harebrained “ideals” are not really feasible for anyone living in the real world! The peter-pan-mentality-obamanite/demonrats live in never-neverland.

Reality won't be denied.

And they are currently being spanked soundly with hefty doses of Reality on all fronts, in the primary Elections. The message being transmitted to the DC talking heads is that Peter Pan is a fictional character, and Never-neverland does not exist.

Their breath is being taken away as The People vote against their rhetoric.

Continual road work ... it never ends.

Tearing the road up, on the KM.

I'll reroute my return trip back home.

The new blacktop patches are already buckling and slipping, on the KM!

Finally, I pulled into the driveway that always welcomes me, in Naselle 😊

It felt so good to be there, again! These ladies know me – some know me from before Bob … some know me after Bob; but they all know me; and I can be myself with them 😉

The friends who don't think I dress "too flashy"; have "too loud a voice!"; who understand my "twisted sense of humor" ...

Gladys Knight, Patti LaBelle, & Dionne Warwick – ’That’s What Friends Are For’ song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OfHAEQR24Zc)

Good strong coffee. Good strong hugs. Good strong convo. Good strong love that takes your breath away. In a good way. I’m so glad I was able to get to Naselle, this morning 😊

Leaving Naselle, I saw gas was posted at $5.89/gal. at Johnson’s One-Stop Shell Station in Naselle: 20-cents more than Baker’s Corner (which is on the out-skirts of Longview, and also 35-cents pricier than Safeway’s gas price, downtown) – I am thankful right now that I didn’t get that country home, I was angling for 😉 at these gas prices, I’d never be able to leave my driveway.

I am thankful Elohim knows what is best for me. His goodness towards me takes my breath away when I consider all the ways he has protected me throughout my life to date 😊

I also noticed, as I passed by Johnson’s, that the chip truck parked there was very recognizable.

Recognition: when you know that you k.n.o.w ...

So, I turned around at the High School … and backtracked for a closer look. YES – it was Bob’s truck! Not Bob’s personally: but the truck he drove for years when he worked for Lemmon’s Trucking.

The truck Bob drove before he retired - the sight of it, took my breath away.

And on the radio, the ‘Take My Breath Away’ song floated through the car on electrified airwaves. It was almost like the memory had been planned – truck and song dove-tailing; it was uncanny.

For 44 years, Bob and I enjoyed a breathless love affair. I miss him.

Berlin – ’Take My Breath Away’ song:

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuaXcbzUd-o)

Other than seeing the Lemmon’s Truck, reliving memories … the rest of the drive home was lowkey. There was a short delay of road work on a short stretch of the Pe Ell, McDonald cutover road while County workers dug out ditches that had been filled with storm debris; this rainy season is raising hell all over three overlapping Counties. There has been months of road crew delays for one thing or another.

Road work, just out of Pe Ell; on the road homeward.

Pe Ell, McDonald Road.

Tonight, was another Jam Session in the country, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself 😊

The music is good, and the friends are fantastic!

And the pungent greenery that made my eyes happy and tickled my nostrils, did not steal my breath: I am still inhaler free.

I was blessed from the beginning of today, to the end of it 😉