Friday, June 22, 2007

Revelation came...

It has been quite the week, let me tell you.
What get's my goat, what grates my cheese, chaps my hide, gets under my skin or gets it to boiling -- is that I didn't get the revelation until yesterday. Late.

It was an emotionally charged week. Lots of tears from me...lots of shouting from me...it was so bad, that had I not known better I would have taken a pregnancy test. It was THAT emotional.

I knew it wasn't just me. I figured it was all the stuff going on. We're behind in school work and house work due to sickness. We had swim lessons all week.

Yesterday I knew it was oppression. Oppression comes from an outside source to beat you down. I explained to The Professor that I knew it was oppression but wasn't sure what to do about it - I mean, besides telling it to flee. I knew there had to be a reason -- a source, if you will.
A Perfect visual -- I felt surrounded by FOG. So I knew that there had to be a fog machine. What was it??

I'm actually rather excited about this - because I want to learn and know. And because it's over.

Last night, I was thinking and realized I was being tormented!!

tor·ment
n.
Great physical pain or mental anguish.
A source of harassment, annoyance, or pain.
The torture inflicted on prisoners under interrogation.

tr.v. (tôr-měnt', tôr'měnt') tor·ment·ed, tor·ment·ing, tor·ments
To cause to undergo great physical pain or mental anguish.
To agitate or upset greatly.
To annoy, pester, or harass.


Seriously, it was like a light bulb went off in a cartoonish sort of way. AhA!!!

Then last night, was praise band practice. Let's just say, that was quite the adventure, too.

Today - it's GONE!!!
The fog is gone.
Completely totally gone.
I feel light and airy.
Sunshiny.
No emotinal turbulence.
Giddy almost.

I'm pretty confident I'll have to retake this test...however -- one certain thing I know...
I'm glad I'm going to heaven. Because I know the torment in h*ll will be infinitely worse than the splinter of torment I experienced over this last week.

I felt so seriously about it - if I'd been walking near anyone (instead of driving, alone, in my car), I might have grabbed them by the arms to tell them 'You don't want to go to h*ll. Seriously. Let me tell you about Jesus....'

One minute I want to sing "I can see clearly now, the rain is gone." and the other minute, "I could sing of Your love forever"...so I'll settle for "How Great is Our God."

13 comments:

ThoughtfulMom said...

I'm glad you're better! I'd wondered where you'd been this week.

ComfyDenim said...

practicing!
Taking care of babies.
Worship & the Word.
Swim Lessons. *L*

That's where I've been. *L*
Busy bee, that's me.

jugglingpaynes said...

Busy-ness can really do a number on your health. Take care of yourself. If you don't have your health, you can't take care of those babies. I've been pretty stressed lately myself, and it surfaced as shingles. My second time with it. I'm taking it easy now that we're into summer schedule. Don't want my drawing hand to get arthritic!
Peace and Laughter,
Cristina

Halfmoon Girl said...

Those times of opression are so tough. Glad you have come out the other side, that much stronger thanks to Jesus.

Kathleen aka Coffee Mom said...

Gee I was all fired up to make another baby quilt too. I'm glad the fog has lifted, it will be nice to see you around here a little more often!

The Woman said...

Hurray! :o)

Classic MaMa said...

Excellent. My Mom used to tell me that the enemy likes to create a "smoke-screen" so that we can't see clearly. Sounds like the fog you were in.

About repeating the test...well next time you will know what it is much sooner. Think of this time as, well, the pre-test. :)

jewlsntexas said...

I can totally relate.
I am so familiar with this that I could've written your post myself!

I am thankful that you're out from under it now!

Melanie said...

You can't possibly know how much I needed to see that post today after how the last 2 weeks have been for me! You really put it all into perspective for me. I don't think we can even fathom what the torment of h*ll will be like. It might get a little rough here once in a while, but nothing compared to h*ll. I know I'm going to heaven and that's all that really matters.

call*me*kate said...

I'm so glad the fog is gone! Praise the Lord!

Torment - now there's a word I hadn't thought of. Kind of what I've been experiencing for a few months. Now that I've given it a name, maybe I can face it better. Thanks for your comments about my middle son. I appreciate your honesty! May you enjoy many more fogless days!

Kate

TobyBo said...

I love your initial rant... the "grates my cheese" is new to me. I think I'll be using that line. :)

Hope you are still doing great!

Sandy @ Jesus and Dark Chocolate said...

I can totally relate.....however my torment is often called PMS!!! LOL!

The battle belongs to the Lord, and yes How great our God is!!

Oh and here is a great thought......stressed spelled backwards is desserts....so when stressed, EAT DESSERTS!

Our Peculiar Life said...

So glad you are on this side of that.