Superstitious training versus spirit guide

superstition training camp

I know the right plans for you:
Packaging the appeastising
Painting the dry grass green
Unfettered agitation campaigning
Prisoner of ancestral grief and guilt
Very little freethinking
Rest is not the way things work here
Stores and pharmacy sell lots of curing
Busyness business is rewarded with expensive trappings
Functional theories dictates life’s schedule of achieving
Everlasting unanswered whys build suspense of and belief in false positive idea of enduring prosperity

Spirit guidance chart

I, OmniGod, know the plans I have for you

Plans to strengthen you
Plans to prosper, not destroy you
Plans to allow you to choose life or death
Plans to make your blessing new every morning
Plans that turn the night of weeping into dancing
Plans to encourage you bring all your cares to me
Plans to give you the drink of living water, without price

one day superstition and spirit clash
superstition had trespassed against the spirit guideline

what superstition training school was pounding in the brain to try to avoid is exactly what happened

Superstition is calling and the heart is desiring the exact opposite of what brain is demanding

This is serious decision making moment

Run away and come to me, compels superstition
Spirit beckons here I am; come to me, please; pretty please?

They want the same thing at the same time

The heart appreciates the tone of the spirit
And is afraid of the ultimatum of superstition

O evay

Spirit gave no ultimatum and all the time in the world to think about the benefits of listening to the heart and spirit promises to go the extra mile all the way to the cross and on to the right hand of the Father
That is a tough choice to be the heart’s desire

according to superstition, that is not how life is redeemed
And according to spirit that is exactly what Jesus modeled

The plot thickens

God has plans and superstition has plans too.

Since spirit allowed me time to make a personal raw assessment; that made it a good place to start

I did not know how to and then I remember spirit’s offer to help me

My brain stalled. it had no ideas of its own to help me get out of the jam
I fell, my brain had no clue how to help me do the obvious I wanted to do
I was not about to stay on the ground

So I called help! Help
And
nothing happened

I yelled, God! where the heck are you?

Tadah!!

Spirit scooped me up and hitch my wagon back to God’s yoke

At first it was not too comfortable; it felt tight and binding with no recess

surender scratched its throat. i looked at it from the corner of my eye and then sqeezed my eye so tightly at it
and
it laughed!

I was used to struggling until I was able to rise like sunshine; with sunshine on my shoulders
And strutted along brushing my self and pompousing my self with praise of how I got up on my own.

Something stalled me just when I was about to strut on without the spirit; it was then that i recognized where i had first collided with servant, surrender... this misconstueing servant had me just where i needed to be. No wonder it was laughing.

I fell again and again and was getting used to it but this time i could not get up and the ...and the... the pins and needles did not help either. not even having the slightest clue where my leg is… I wondered

is that some kind of trick here

i am not ready for that kind of cross! I have a life damn it; and i have things to attain and this and that and my brain began to laugh...surender winked , and smiled.

I could hardly breath without a spark in the ass so brain got the upper hand and so did ultimate, uncompromisng servant, surrender

i was figuring how on earth does on deal with that without staying on the ground

Then spirit whispered

no one can be serving God with such a superstitious attitude

ouch!

spirit power is magnetic and the pull to listen to the heart override the force of braincells tremor

Weird was already the risky name from superstition
Child of God reclaims the birthright title

I was still petrified

Courage, wisdom and all their magnanimous allies and friends took their position, look me straight through the heart and exclaimed in unison

This is the day God created; we are glad to be your guide

You gonna need us to make it to the cross and on to the right hand of the Father

superstitious huffed and puffed

spirit reponded. quiet please

"Be still, and know that I am God!"

Nympha Angeal-Eyes Francis
Do not be afraid