Middle Class State of Mind
It’s said that when you sell your soul to the devil everything comes at a price
Sure seems like I’m living in hell.
I battle demons daily.
These demons they strike at whichever moments they seem fit. They enjoy watching the family tear apart. Trust no longer found among the familiar faces.
No matter how feverishly we try to break the cycle, this tornado these demons create seems to engulf us all over again. Those you love become enraged and vindictive. Belittling everything and anything in their path.
Sick and twisted is the name of the game. There is no end once you’ve begun.
I haven’t sold my soul to the Devil.
Things just become more difficult when faith dims. God happens to be more silent like a lamb.
Right and wrong get blurred amid the Devil’s bloodcurdling screeches.
But besides God whom shall I fear?
“ What you seek is seeking you.
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Worry weighs a person down; an encouraging word cheers a person up” (Proverbs 12:25, NLT)
When you see someone who is struggling, a co-worker who is discouraged, a friend who is not up to par, how do you respond? Our words can be what keeps a person going; our compliments can put a spring back into their step. Now more than ever, we need to automatically let the encouragement flow. We need to tell others how much we love them, how we value them, and tell them that they are talented and creative. Always remember, with your words you carry life-giving water. You carry hope, healing, encouragement and new beginnings, and you can pour it out everywhere you go.
Today, choose to speak encouragement. Choose to speak victory and faith. Instead of telling people what they’re doing wrong, instead of pointing out all their faults, find what they are doing right. Focus on the good. There are already enough critical, judgmental people in the world. Let’s be people who lift up others and restore them. Let’s be the light of Jesus in the world.
A Prayer for Today
Father God, thank You for speaking through me. Thank You for using me to be a blessing to others. Thank You for encouraging my heart as I find ways to encourage the people around me. I love You and bless Your holy Name. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
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“ It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.
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how the fuck do some girls get boyfriends so easily like wtf do you just create them in your basement or what
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“ What if all women were bigger and stronger than you? And thought they were smarter? What if women were the ones who started wars? What if too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos and no K-Y Jelly? What if the state trooper who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike was a woman and carried a gun? What if the ability to menstruate was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs? What if your attractiveness to women depended on the size of your penis? What if every time women saw you they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands? What if women were always making jokes about how ugly penises are and how bad sperm tastes? What if you had to explain what’s wrong with your car to big sweaty women with greasy hands who stared at your crotch in a garage where you are surrounded by posters of naked men with hard-ons? What if men’s magazines featured cover photos of 14-year-old boys with socks tucked into the front of their jeans and articles like: “How to tell if your wife is unfaithful” or “What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate” or “The truth about impotence”? What if the doctor who examined your prostate was a woman and called you “Honey”? What if you had to inhale your boss’ stale cigar breath as she insisted that sleeping with her was part of the job? What if you couldn’t get away because the company dress code required you wear shoes designed to keep you from running? And what if after all that women still wanted you to love them?
For The Men Who Still Don’t Get It, Carol Diehl (via oitheresawargoingonhere)
Realist shit you’ll ever read.
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Read the whole thing
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