Counsel of the Ungodly." Psalm 1:1. You didn't have to get very far into your Bible study or Sunday school to hear or read that. But did you listen?
You will be "blessed". You will be protected, saved from harm. The ungodly want to pretend that they love you. Want to pretend they are offering you good advise. "Counsel", counselor, wise sage, prophet, prophetess, some one that you need.
A very good clue to heeding advice from your "mother" or father or some person in authority over you, is to ask; "What's their story?" What does their fruit look like? Is there something ham scammy going on here? Does she say one thing and do another? Does she manipulatively force you to keep her secrets?
It's cool. She got me too bro. I was in graduate school. State University of New York- Bingington. I was doing fine, enjoying my fellowship. Then that serpent slithered up beside me. She fell so in love with me she gave me her old Buick La sabre, put a phone in my room. Called every day. Talked me into leaving my fellowship. "Come on home to yo' mama baby!" I was twenty-two years old. An orphan, a "throwed" away baby. She knew why I sucked my thumb until I was eight. She knew that she hated me with a passion and she knew I didn't "know".
A week into returning to her lair, a week into finally being the proud recipient of the love I always craved. I was in some zombie like trance when I packed all my belongings and returned to the scene of my hellish torture. "What was I thinking!?" I screamed in my head. "Well you duh fool!" she laughed. Within a week I was the same jet black dumb a** worthless no-count n**** I always was.
I know now it was competition. Nothing as black as I was was going to ever out do her. If she had to lie, cheat, "work roots", it didn't matter. No one was going to ever out do Mathy. No black bastard son was ever going to be a successful doctor. No black bastard son was ever going to be a successful musician.
I was actually shocked when I overheard her laughing about me, telling my cousin how I had flunked out of graduate school. "What the f***!" I screamed (to myself, I didn't dare say a word to her.)
Why did you need me to flunk out? Why would you run ahead of me and tell that lie? Because you are the one that flunked out of college! Why do you have such deep hatred for me? Why were you always trying to attack my morality? Why did you accuse me of being a lesbian?
We know the answer don't we? "The wicked fleeth when no one pursueth."
Don't feel bad bro. That is what she does. She bashes dreams. She can't help it. It is spiritual warfare.
She is going to get hers brother. It is all in Divine Order. Rest assured and be content in that fact.
Stay in His WORD. Pick it up (the Book) . Let it fall open. GOD will guide you to the message He wants you to see. Remember,; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Peace, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
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