I just had a guy pull into my parking lot at work and start screaming and yelling at the sky. I came out to see what was wrong and asked if he was ok. He yelled, “DO I LOOK LIKE I’M OK?!” He then proceeded to rant about how he is sick and tired of Covid Cowards, he was yelling about Biden spending us into oblivion, and on and on. I stood and listened, knowing he needed to talk it out. And then I said, “Well, I totally agree.” He stopped, shocked that I would say that. And I added, “It takes a lot of patience to deal with it.” He stood silent for a minute, then got back in his truck and drove off.
I see a huge variety of people everyday and people’s minds are snapping. I see it in the people who watch the news and live in fear, those that are vaxxed and mad at those of us who aren’t (because they blame us for prolonging this pandemic), in people who had to go to the hospital and are now in isolation, in family members who have been rejected because of some “Covid infraction”, I think we have all experienced it ourselves in some way or other. They are trying to break our spirits.
The best advice is from Q: put on the Full Armor of God— read Ephesians 6:10-18. Bookmark this and read it every single day out loud. When you need protection, read Psalm 91 out loud. Pray every day. The days are evil, but God is faithful.
1 John 5:19-20. “We know that we are children of God, and that the whole world is under the control of the evil one. We know also that the Son of God has come and has given us understanding so that we may know him who is true. And we are in him who is true—even in his Son Jesus Christ. He is the true God and eternal life.”
I'm definitely at that point. I keep saying stupid shit to my wife even though she has been an angel. We're both redpilled and this is not easy to deal with. We have each other though and I love her so much. I'm trying to be more spiritual and find myself but some days it all sounds like nonsense when I'm blinded by sadness or rage.
I'm stuck at home by myself almost every day. I've finally found some hobbies to occupy some of my time but I legit feel like I've been in solitary confinement for 2 years now. It feels like it's never going to end so what's the point in doing anything? Sorry for the depressing post but I am feeling down lately.
Are you not able to get out? (Like—are you in Australia or something?) If you can, get out and go somewhere in nature—a trail, a waterfall, a mountain. Get to church so you are around others—singing, listening to something uplifting, worshipping God and not man. Ask God to fill your heart and mind with his Holy Spirit and love one another. That’s how we are going to get through this and stay sane.
I just tried a new church last weekend, about the 3rd time I've been there. Trying to find something closer than the one I had been going to which is Southern Baptist Convention. Anyway .. I was liking the sermon until he decided that he needed to call out Trump and his supporters as sore losers. He didn't say names, but I could tell that's who he meant. Won't be going back there anytime soon! My point is: not easy finding a good church to go to sometimes!
I'm a recovering Catholic... I can't go into a church without huge trepidation.... I have been to 3 church services in the past 2 weeks for friends & family memorials
I go out of love and respect for the ones that passed and the ones they left behind.
I just sit (and stand and sit and stand & on and on 😂) and pray the Our Father over and over. and asking for protection. And absolutely flee when it's over.
I talk to God in the open. Most are Catholic one was something else, but very similar to Catholic ... I can't focus or pray in there, definitely not looking for a church but fellow Christians would be nice to be around. I do run across them in the wild tho; There are way more around lately ❤️
I've started going to an underground Latin mass. Find one. It's a totally different Catholicism, that's why the fake pope is trying to ban the Latin. Demons hate Latin.
First one I went to made me weep, I'm not sure why, but it was like my soul understood what my mind could not. (It had been over twenty years since I went to church, never heard a Latin high mass before)