Confessions of a former horder

I pray LORD I AM A "former horder".

I am not old, old, just much too old to hold onto everything that ever gave me pleasure. I had "mountains of things".  When you can go shopping in your own closet. Find things with the price tags still attached, never worn or used, just forgotten.  Something is wrong. Something has affected you. 

Find the source of your pain.  Eradicate it. "If your right eye offend thee, pluck it out."

These homemade monstrosities rail and rage at home. Torment the too young or too elderly and infirm. They still brag and flex proud to be the most despicable human being on the face of the earth. 

You are known. Terrorizing and bribing people into silence will not ease your conscious. You know who you are. GOD knows and all your victims. How sad and pathetic. What did you get? You reaped shame.

We (spoiled American citizens ) over consume mainly because shopping is an addiction feed by mainstream media.

I know the major reason I horde. My lunatic mother was allowed to vex much too long. She was truly a miserable joy snatcher. A fallen woman too lying to be saved. Too jealous, too ignorant, too violent, too cruel , too delusional and most of all , too demonic.

"From SUCH STAY AWAY!"  GOD did not tell us to love up on a known demon wasting our time and breath. " Cast not your pearls before swine."

Swine!   "GOODGOTUHMIGHTY!"  She would cast her demonic "hexes" , clap her hands then squeal like a pig.  An arrogant demon, never fearful or afraid of any one's opinion. That is delusion. satan is a rude bully. a rapist.

"Touch not my anointed " 

PTL!