this morning was intense.
first, i heard another sister’s heavy heart regarding the overall apathy she was seeing.
then i recounted the courage and boldness i’ve witnessed in other believers and patriots the last few days.
it all drove me to do something, to take decisive action.
i acquired more testicular fortitude. yes. i did it.
i grew another pair of balls.
and then i went out to do errands, praying in tongues the whole time.
upon visiting my financial institution, i was promptly stopped at the door and told masks were required. i calmly responded that i was unable to wear a mask. the woman was taken aback that anyone dare challenge the deceitful, oppressive and satanic narrative.
she said it was a good thing they weren’t busy. i went to the counter and engaged with the teller. i proceeded to do my business quietly, politely, laughing with her and thanking her when i was done.
the next stop was the discount grocer. no one stopped me or badgered me in any way. i had a great shopping experience, smiled at people and saved $39.00 on my grocery bill.
then i went to the pet food store. i love the owner, always have. but she and her staff have been taken captive by fear. you cannot enter the store without a mask. i entered, offering again i was not able to wear one.
the young woman wanted me to go outside to wait. she would shop for me. i explained that they’re in violation of osha laws by requiring me to wear a mask and not allowing me inside the store. the man working the counter snapped at me, “it’s the law to wear a mask!”
“no, it’s not. all these things are guidelines, not laws.”
“well, we would prefer it if you waited outside.”
the young woman got my things while i stood by the door giving her direction on which items i wanted to purchase. i was not rude or demanding. i spoke the truth and it was offensive. i thanked her when i left, wondering if i would be welcomed back.
i’ve shared the, “out of the shadows,” movie with the owner (not present today), as well as other tidbits of truth. i’ve invited her to coffee or dinner to have real conversations, but she won’t take me up on it.
she knows i love her, but fear has so gripped her, she is too afraid to take hold of any truth that would free her from the bondage.
when i show up now, she’s not happy to see me.
freedom has become an offense.
people are not aware of our god given liberties trampled each and every day.
to not speak truth is not love.
love speaks truth so others do not perish.
and perishing occurs at many levels. it’s how we got here in the first place.
it was both uncomfortable and liberating to speak today.
i held my head high and engaged eye to eye and face to face whenever i could.
and no one will ever be able to ask, “why didn’t you tell me?”
and i will continue to fight for you, even in your slumber, because love does that.
tyranny is at the door with its hand on the knob, attempting to throw it wide open.
i will not allow it on my watch.
what say you, patriot?
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