There was a running theme for the day today…oppression. Fortunately, I’m not the one feeling oppressed (at this time…but really just two days ago I was OOOOO pressed) but it seems many close friends all around me have been bitten by the masterful oppressor. It is no coincidence that I was led into conversations, or email correspondence, with at least six (SIX !!!!) women and men that are struggling with this heavy blanket of loathing, doubt, insecurity and just down right complacency in life.
Do you know what emotion this elicits from me being on the outside of this oppression?!?!
I’m downright ANGRY!!!
I’m not angry at my friends, nor do I blame them for feeling this way or even allowing themselves to fall victim to this life-draining existence…in my ‘crazy’ world I see it for the fight it truly is…and I want to kick some enemy a$%.
Seriously, I feel this same anger when I’m oppressed too but when you are covered in that heavy, itchy blanket of despair it is hard to muster the strength to lift a spiritual fist, hence why the enemy is so goooood at hitting where it counts most. His ‘m’ ‘o’ is to sneak in and stir up all the possible negatives that exist in our daily lives and then he turns up the heat which allows that thick layer to form and if we don’t stay on top of prayer, seeking His will and give up OUR need to control what’s being stirred in that pot then that thick layer becomes the blanket.
Ugh…just thinking about his tactics make me ill. I want my friends to over come this and their biggest question is HOW?!?
I know the frustration. I know the desperation. At some point, in my oh very humble opinion, they need to board my ‘crazy train’ and recognize that it is a fight and then they need to put on some big girl and boy undies and FIGHT BACK. Why allow the enemy to win??? Yes, God defeats all…you have angels ALL AROUND YOU fighting but it’s all led by your free will. Your choice. Your decision to say I want to stay oppressed or I want to MOVE and do what it takes to fight this and come out of it.
No…I know..it’s not easy. It’s not easy for me and it’s not easy for any one of us but it gets easier when we fight back to live.
Love you all.
Blessings
Shannon