Stripped, persecuted, incarcerated, belittled, questioned, gaslit, bullied

 Just saw something tonight. A movie. Greatest movie ever

It rekindled some feelings and memories. I brush off all critics. Family did attack me for doing this project. Church guy (not Catholic) had me thrown in a mental institution. I was persecuted... just took it. Kept working. Cop tore off my French cross from my neck just as something was taken from Padre Pio. I now know why I've been so fortunate for the aid of the Heavens. Even in secular form, I never lost faith or hope or love for a Higher purpose.

 Everyone said that what I'm doing is impossible and a waste of time. And I'm so close to the finish line. Now I know why God loves me despite being somewhat of a brute prone to vulgarity and wrath.

On the day that I got out of the mental institution, I went to the bar. Met an angel. First one I ever met with religious studies. PhD in physics. He told me that night that the church authorities felt threatened by my insights. Sounds feel-good, right? That was 7 years ago. I get it now. And I kept going that night. Worked on the book. Had to finish typing the entire thing from book into the computer. 

Jesus, help me. I never listened to the doubters.

I need to sleep. Been working and praying and weeping all night. 


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