Can't write the details now, but there have been an onslaught of demonic assaults, mostly of temporal interference and near disasters. On the lower range, there a trifling matters like driving into civilization to pick up repaired laptop, only to return to desert exile and have it not repaired. Had calamities with ceiling issue but worked literally through that.
Was rear ended on way to civilization, shortly after made a call to parish administrator who had not returned call the day prior, saying three people from my past, very holy souls, called out of blue and buoyed me to return to Mass despite the parishioners having turned to coldness, gossip, shunning from one weekend Mass to the next, just like that. The consensus is that if these Catholics choose to act like pagans and not as Christians, or cannot even try to fake being Christians, that is up to them. I am not an occasion of sin to them. They choose it. I will come to Mass.
I have learned that there is no running from the devil. We will find out if the priest will still come bless this place and give my suffering body the Sacrament of Anointing of the Sick. It has been awhile since this great help. The priest was very agreeable prior to Mass, but quite awkward after.
Rejoice! My good Catholic friends who each called within 12 hours, and one I'd not spoken with in ten years or so...well, they said hold fast to the Faith. Do not let the interference hinder.
I recalled what Jesus had told me four years ago, including that I would feel very alone but am to remain strong. Not easy! He showed me parishioners, mostly women but some men, and some priests. He said they would criticize and misjudge me, but I am to pay no attention to them.
But I had let them get to me, from whence I came. And here, it is tempting to simply not return despite how good is the Mass with a priest who is in his vocation, very solid. Yes, of course, it is quite understandable that people would take the low road when it comes to anything different to them. I understand how the devil uses people, also. Don't ever doubt that reality, dear readers.
In Civilization yesterday, after being rear ended, which did not harm Precious Blood, my used pick up truck, there was next such a near miss of what would have been a horrible accident akin to the one 32 years ago that provided a crucifixion and life of pain. A huge, black truck pulled around me at a turn, cut in front of me wildly, and I was stunned that by God's grace alone, I was spared.
Then I return to the hermitage thinking my laptop repaired, when not, and got a call from cabinet installer. He cannot come today and knows not when he can. Stuff is packed up, boxes stacked, no room to sort through to find now some medication that I thought six weeks ago had plenty. Then, the kitchen was to be non-functional for a total of five days.
There is more, but of the same type of mishaps and issues with whatever I attempt here, in small ways but chaotic and hindering. Now, who does that kind of stuff, and why?
The devil is not happy that I am persevering. I continue the prayers, I will proceed with getting the hermitage blessed, for that will be positive and cleansing at deep levels for the temporal space, the spiritual aspects, and even for this consecrated Catholic hermit living here. If the parish priest hesitates after he previously was quite pleased to be asked, then there are the hermit priests even if of the other "lung" of the Church, as is said of the Eastern and Western Catholic Church who had their division centuries ago.
The devil was involved in that chaos. Nothing new with the devil, is there?
I am praying to get my sense of humor revived after the obstacles started to weigh on me. At least I have meds for the bulk of the physical pain, and although the living conditions are most difficult over time, physically so, there are always so many praise worthy events and thoughts, that one simply turns the tables over on the devil and those who are being used as pawns.
As for the parishioners, it will be interesting to find out how long they choose to do the cold and shunning routine. Like the little grandson who at times misbehaves as can occur with a young child, his mother tells him it is his choice to behave like that, or to be pleasant and have a good day. I will do my best to smile and say little pleasantries going and leaving; but I will be worshipping with the Body of Christ, in person, unless my body pain is too much from time to time.
We must never give in to the devil. We must not run from the devil. I did that before, and the devil has an amazing way of showing up again. One must not draw the red line and then change it, move it. This is spiritual warfare. Rejoice and be glad! The Lord is more powerful! Regardless the near misses yesterday and the hindrances, nothing is insurmountable. Persevere! Have fortitude!
Was rear ended on way to civilization, shortly after made a call to parish administrator who had not returned call the day prior, saying three people from my past, very holy souls, called out of blue and buoyed me to return to Mass despite the parishioners having turned to coldness, gossip, shunning from one weekend Mass to the next, just like that. The consensus is that if these Catholics choose to act like pagans and not as Christians, or cannot even try to fake being Christians, that is up to them. I am not an occasion of sin to them. They choose it. I will come to Mass.
I have learned that there is no running from the devil. We will find out if the priest will still come bless this place and give my suffering body the Sacrament of Anointing of the Sick. It has been awhile since this great help. The priest was very agreeable prior to Mass, but quite awkward after.
Rejoice! My good Catholic friends who each called within 12 hours, and one I'd not spoken with in ten years or so...well, they said hold fast to the Faith. Do not let the interference hinder.
I recalled what Jesus had told me four years ago, including that I would feel very alone but am to remain strong. Not easy! He showed me parishioners, mostly women but some men, and some priests. He said they would criticize and misjudge me, but I am to pay no attention to them.
But I had let them get to me, from whence I came. And here, it is tempting to simply not return despite how good is the Mass with a priest who is in his vocation, very solid. Yes, of course, it is quite understandable that people would take the low road when it comes to anything different to them. I understand how the devil uses people, also. Don't ever doubt that reality, dear readers.
In Civilization yesterday, after being rear ended, which did not harm Precious Blood, my used pick up truck, there was next such a near miss of what would have been a horrible accident akin to the one 32 years ago that provided a crucifixion and life of pain. A huge, black truck pulled around me at a turn, cut in front of me wildly, and I was stunned that by God's grace alone, I was spared.
Then I return to the hermitage thinking my laptop repaired, when not, and got a call from cabinet installer. He cannot come today and knows not when he can. Stuff is packed up, boxes stacked, no room to sort through to find now some medication that I thought six weeks ago had plenty. Then, the kitchen was to be non-functional for a total of five days.
There is more, but of the same type of mishaps and issues with whatever I attempt here, in small ways but chaotic and hindering. Now, who does that kind of stuff, and why?
The devil is not happy that I am persevering. I continue the prayers, I will proceed with getting the hermitage blessed, for that will be positive and cleansing at deep levels for the temporal space, the spiritual aspects, and even for this consecrated Catholic hermit living here. If the parish priest hesitates after he previously was quite pleased to be asked, then there are the hermit priests even if of the other "lung" of the Church, as is said of the Eastern and Western Catholic Church who had their division centuries ago.
The devil was involved in that chaos. Nothing new with the devil, is there?
I am praying to get my sense of humor revived after the obstacles started to weigh on me. At least I have meds for the bulk of the physical pain, and although the living conditions are most difficult over time, physically so, there are always so many praise worthy events and thoughts, that one simply turns the tables over on the devil and those who are being used as pawns.
As for the parishioners, it will be interesting to find out how long they choose to do the cold and shunning routine. Like the little grandson who at times misbehaves as can occur with a young child, his mother tells him it is his choice to behave like that, or to be pleasant and have a good day. I will do my best to smile and say little pleasantries going and leaving; but I will be worshipping with the Body of Christ, in person, unless my body pain is too much from time to time.
We must never give in to the devil. We must not run from the devil. I did that before, and the devil has an amazing way of showing up again. One must not draw the red line and then change it, move it. This is spiritual warfare. Rejoice and be glad! The Lord is more powerful! Regardless the near misses yesterday and the hindrances, nothing is insurmountable. Persevere! Have fortitude!
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