Almost 75 and still, this thing Shrinks enjoy calling PTSD and Survivor's Guilt haunts me, some fifty years later. And never thinking it possible my Reeces, a fetched from the street half and I spend most of every day in our Motorized Recliner, enjoying the feel of each other's touch.
Reeces is so named because she is a Chocolate Lab, American Pit Bull Mix that arrived at our Chain Link Fence, at six weeks, weighing about six pounds, beaten black and blue with her head forced into a Peanut Butter Jar.
She is terrified of anyone that is not living in my house and my wife and daughter love the two of us.
I admit that Gun Shot Like Sounds and any Explosion Sounds dropped me to the ground before I became restrained in my wheelchair, but I am ok but Reeces, bless her heart cannot talk it out.
The world is a cruel place to live filled with sadists. People, in general, inside and out of the Church do not read the Holy Word of YHWH and refuse to understand that the Prophecy of Romans One is in effect, these people, possibly us included, have been turned over to a Reprobate Mind.
If a body can begin to deal with that Prophecy, there is hope they can make the journey from there back to the Good Grace of our Elohim, I did!
It is very different leaving the stage behind to be seated under a Teacher to learn about YHWH and not waking up, hung over, to start each day, refreshed, is a lot of fun, fun I was searching for the entire time.
I pray for you to commit your life to our God and to learn, as I have, true joy.
