As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
As a Christian, God treats me rough. It is frustrating and it hurts, but I believe I chose an impossible situation before I came here from the unbeforetime. That is my fault for not knowing, being gung ho or maybe that is the only slot left as the smart babies picked the easy spots. It does not matter as I have been dealt this hand, and God is hard on me.
That is not to say God does not love me, because He does. I feel most times He keeps things just out of reach to really make me tormented and He keeps me dangling over things to deliver at the last moment. In all of this though, it is my fault, because if I was not so arrogant, self confident and whatever is not pleasing to God, He would complete my prayers in an instant like Jesus.
See it is always about God and not me. God is perfect. Here am I, the problem taking the long way to work out.
God is good to me. He does many things in an instant, which confuses me, perplexes me, after of course it delights me, and I scowl as the things I really lust after, just dangle out there as I stew over them in exhaustive prayer.
On this Sabbath though, I have a real event which some of you may remember. You might recall a prick I had gone to school with, who manipulated, used, pilfered, suckered and had trusting people snowed, in he finally arose to Superintendent of Schools.
I knew it was a mistake for my district to hire this prick and I did not like it, and that is when I read in the paper that he flipped this school system the bird, and went off to be Super at a big city district, as his little penis needed to be validated by a big city.
Thing is little penis even appeared on television, bragging about all he was.
Before he left though, he was in our spot at a fast food place and I was in no mood for that, and got a bit loud in my retelling of his sinner ways. To this, TL noted he like the pansy ass he is, put his middle finger up on his cheek at me. I think he was sitting with a preacher or some other slouch who was hostage to his tight black socks booth prison.
I laughed at having the ability to get at someone who should have the world in a big salary, a family, a nice home and being a community leader. I was glad when he was gone, but I kept picking up remorse from his wife, as I have an ability for this, and I can understand her regrets as she was ready to enjoy life, and had her life shattered and had to move away to a place she did not know anyone.
So in Coronavirus I have been amused in this, as God works out numbers of things. In my location, where do you think the virus is cropping up? Yes right where this prick moved to. The schools are shut down, so he has that headache in extra work. He has corona which will probably affect him, and is it not just a cherry thing, that he would have been safe here, but he moved right into the shit hole of coronavirus.
As a Christian, I hope he catches the virus. I hope it does not kill him. I hope it has him coughing up his lungs, he recovers, is on oxygen and in a wheelchair, as he watches his wife have fun, and all he can do is moan like an ogre being beat on the head by a troll........then he can die.
Remember the story of wheels, a smart prick who tore down our fences, smarted off to me, and how God revealed to us, just as the prick was retiring, he stroked out, was in a wheelchair.......and guess where he moved to? Big city Florida with the other geezers, so he is an invalid in a population of geezers ripe for an epidemic. I told you God is thorough in things, but He seems slow on the draw.
For me, a nice meteorite burying him would have been fine. I would have agreed to a rabid frog crawling up a sewer pipe, biting him in the balls, so they swelled up to black cannonballs before he choked on his own spit. I like fast, but God is thorough, so I ponder the Super hell the Super is in. You got to think the wife is going to say sooner than later, "We should have stayed in the brier patch" and in a tone of "YOU SMARMY DUMB FUCK MAKING UP FOR YOUR LITTLE DICK BY ENDANGERING ME!!!"
Yes nothing like marital bliss as one spouse throws another to the curb for their identity crisis and leads them into Coronavirus Hell. Yes nothing like a nice long hell, of no place to go, have to stay home, no one to preen for, and I will bet this cowardly little asshole will come scurrying back here to safety from the big corona city danger.
I hope the sheriff shoots his ass for violating quarantine.
So even in Coronavirus there are silver linings from God. A year ago seeing the brier in the rearview mirror was the smug dream of a little prick and now all his validation is shit to the wind. Things look so good a year out, but that is the way it is with God, as He protects me all the time, as I am pissed off about His lack of getting things done. That is the lesson in this, God gave my enemy exactly what he wanted and now he is in plague central.
It would seem God flipped that boy the bird.
Thank you God.😘
agtG
