Free to Have F...U...N

 

I came home from the Hospital today after a grueling 4 MONTHS on the INSIDE.

For 2 of those months I was in a LOCKED unit because it was filled with dementia patients. 

I also had to face for the first time coming home in 12 years without MONTY, my cat being here to greet me (and scold me for being away) 😾

I LOCKED my apartment door right away behind me.

(I haven't had one second of privacy in 4 months. Strangers coming in and out of our rooms 24/7. Often dementia patients roaming in the night confused)

So I haven't had a complete meltdown yet, but I spent some time on my face before GOD thanking Him for getting me HOME.

I was told by the 'Powers that Be' in the Hospital (the Doctors and Occupational Therapists in Control of EVERY aspect of my life) that I wasn't going home but they were going to put me in a Seniors Lodge (the GOVERNMENT run type, even though I'm only 59 years old ) 😳

For the first time (in my life) I yelled at a Doctor (which is something I do NOT recommend because, as the signs all over the Hospital say, "We have ZERO tolerance for verbal abuse". 😬

But I yelled anyway,

"Go ahead! Give up on me!

Just like your Kind did when I was in here in 2019 completely paralyzed. You said I would live out my life that way, but God had other ideas and I went HOME just a few months later.

So you can give up on me again but I'm not giving up on me and JESUS hasn't given up on me. And the life sentence you just gave me won't be worth a hill of beans because I'm going home. H...O...M...E. Home!"

That Doctor was rotated off that unit and I never saw him (that Egyptian) again. BUT, the rest of the unit's patients and Healthcare Aid Workers heard me yelling and they got behind me and my Social Worker got behind me and today I've defied Medical Science yet again. 😡 😝

Tonight I write this from my home. H...O...M...E. Home!

Here's my great wisdom to my fellow Followers of Jesus, 

"Don't give up hope that we are getting Home. Our ETERNAL HOME, kept safe in Christ Jesus our Lord. who may come back for us at ANY moment.

Ignore the Scoffers and Nay-Sayers, it's what GOD says that matters and what GOD says HAPPENS. Case closed. End of story."

So tomorrow I may cry my eyes out but tonight I'm free. F...R...E...E!

And I'm having some fun. F...U...N! 

Time to rejoice Children of God and "dance like there's no one watching" ... except Jesus. 😉🫠💃

The Truth with Love

Always, Laura-Lee 

"Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God[a]; believe also in me. 2 My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. 4 You know the way to the place where I am going.” (John 14:1-4)

FUN by Rend Collective (Go Rend Co)

What is a Furry?

 

Simply stated, a Furry is a person who identifies with an anthropomorphic animal, that is an animal with human qualities. E.g. Mickey Mouse 

The woke-establishment (which is just about all Mental Health "Experts") will tell you that this is just part of a fan movement and good for encouraging people's creativity

 and that is a load of BUNK 💩 (excuse my clinical term).

These are people who have had a serious break with reality and have withdrawn from the real world and cannot interact socially with others as themselves. 

I have only met a couple but both times I was heart broken by it and I kept wondering and wanting to ask them,

"What has Life done to you that you have to retreat into a costume to face the world?" 🥺

I kept thinking, "There is an abused and broken person hiding in there somewhere"?

and, by pretending that everything is just fine with them and this is just normal behavior, we are sentencing them to a life locked up in a jail of their own trauma and fears.

Further information for you to consider about the Furry Subculture.

Therians:

A subset of furries, called therians, believe they have a spiritual connection to animals. 

Otherkin:

Otherkin, like therians, feel a spiritual connection to non-human species, but their identities extend to mythical creatures. E.g. Dragons, Fairies, etc.

Sexuality 

Even when having sex (usually with other furries) they keep their costumes on (as much as possible)

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They live out their everyday lives (shopping, going to restaurants, seeing concerts, etc) in their costumes.

This is a rapidly growing culture with deep ties to the Transgender movement. It is the first step before having a doctor surgically alter you to be the creature you FEEL you are, which is the Transhuman movement.

If a person (usually a person under thirty years old) no longer knows if they are a male or female, it is a tiny step to wondering if they are human.

This movement is worldwide (mostly in Western countries) and growing exponentially. Our younger generation is lost and drowning in this and we are STILL obligated to help them. Be prepared, because if you don't know a Furry personally yet, you soon will.

 Are you a bold enough Christian to reach out to these tragically hurting people by inviting them to your Church and invest in loving them to the point where they will be safe enough to come out of hiding?

The Truth with Love 

Always Laura-Lee 

Will the Big Bad Wolf (in Sheep's Clothing) Step Forward

 

When I was in grade 8 I had a teacher who seemed to always go out of her way to embarrass, demean and ridicule me in class and I had her for three subjects, so this went on throughout my days. I put up with it for months until Mom started noticing that I wasn't eating or sleeping properly and mostly because I stopped talking. I often would withdraw into myself when I was having difficulty dealing with harsh things.

Mom started gently questioning me and I finally blurted out, "My teacher is out to get me!" 😥

Mom paused, then said,

"I don't mean to doubt your word, Laura-Lee, but you do tend to be paranoid. Are you sure she's out to get you personally?"

My response,

"Just because I'm paranoid doesn't mean she isn't out to get me."

Mom agreed and then she told me to tell her all that I remembered of my mistreatment. Even ME she didn't believe without some kind of EVIDENCE❗️

We are now in an unprecedented period of time when the Ministers, Elders and Leaders of our churches are actually sent by Satan to subtly infiltrate our congregations and teach us "doctrines of demons".

"The Spirit clearly says that in later times some will abandon the faith and follow deceiving spirits and things taught by demons." 

(1 Timothy 4:1)

These people aren't just slightly off or misguided they are ACTIVELY trying to deceive us and lead us astray. We can no longer just accept people and take their word at Face Value. We must be (slightly) paranoid or at least suspicious and demand that they back up what they say with PROOF and that their lives are a reflection of Jesus, whom they claim to serve.

I wish it wasn't this way but it is. Your only defense is Bible, Bible, Bible and Prayer, Prayer, Prayer.

OR

get ready to be led down a path of destruction, which is ALWAYS Satan's ultimate goal.

WORDS of JESUS

"The thief [Satan] does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly."

(John 10:10)

Now you know and once again I have told you...

The Truth with Love 

Always Laura-Lee 

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Kindness

 

I mentioned that on my birthday, here in the hospital, the other patients, who had no money nor the ability to buy me a gift, gave to me off of their meal trays.

Well, it didn't stop on May 7th. It has continued and it seems to have grown into a movement. Just today from people's breakfast and lunch trays I have made quite a haul.

It's not still my birthday so why do they keep giving to me?

(Pause for dramatic effect)

Because I'm kind to them. 

It's just that simple and just that profound.

(And if I gain 200 lbs while I'm in this hospital it will be all Jesus's fault!🤨)

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"The people walking in darkness

    have seen a great light;

on those living in the land of deep darkness

    a light has dawned." (Isaih 9:2)

Do we need to be Priests or Ministers? 

Do we need to be Doctors of Divinity?

Do we need to stand in a pulpit and preach?

Do we need to stand on a street and challenge people to acknowledge their sins.

Do we need to become missionaries and go to Africa?

Even though those are good things to do and be, that's not the best way to share Jesus with people. Just be kind to them and 

"In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven." (Matthew 5:16)

It wasn't that long ago that we would Pay it Forward and Show Random Acts of Kindness. We stopped and look at the mess we're all in now. But this dark world is our golden (rule) opportunity. 

Show Jesus to people by being kind to them always keeping in mind that

"God’s kindness is intended to lead you to repentance?"

(Romans 2:4b)

The Truth with Love (and Kindness) 🫠

Always Laura-Lee 

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And now that we have heard what the Bible says about Kindness now it's time to learn about Kindness from the next greatest source. ...

Glen Campbell 😃

Try a Little Kindness by Glen Campbell

Glen knew stuff.  🤨

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The Golden Rule

"So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets." (Matthew 7:12)

Here's my post about my birthday in the hospital.

Happy (Hospital) Birthday Reflections

Angels for the Suffering

 

I'm in a unit in the hospital which is for people who aren't acutely ill but can't just be simply discharged. 

The patients here are seniors with varying degrees of dementia and people of all ages suffering brain damage from injuries (a few have mobility problems like myself).

I roll around in a wheelchair talking to people who are lined up in the hallway, restrained in chairs while wearing  briefs (diapers). Last night a lady dropped her Teddy Bear (which is like a security blanket to her) and couldn't bend down to pick it up. I rolled up and picked it off the floor, gave back into her arms and said, "Hold tight to your friend now."

Today I rolled past her again this morning and asked her how she was feeling. She responded,

"You're such a nice lady. I love you. I really love you!" and started crying.

Another time I brought a box of Kleenex to a man with a spinal injury who was stuck in bed and couldn't move.

He asked me (seriously), "Are you an angel?" (and he doesn't have any cognitive problems)

Picking up a Teddy bear and getting a box of Kleenex.

That's it.

But to people in dark places and desperate circumstances it takes very LITTLE to make a HUGE impact. Like people dying of thirst, just a small taste of the Living Water (that only comes from Jesus) can change their lives and Eternal destiny.

This may sound mean and UN-Christian but ...

 if it feels like you are banging your head against a wall trying to tell people about Jesus and they just don't want to hear it, then move on to someone else. 👉

There are 7 BILLION people on this planet and many of them WANT to hear about Jesus because they are living in darkness.

People in Western countries have access to Bibles (free from any app store) oodles of Sermons, Bible Studies and videos about Jesus. If you move on to someone else they can still learn about Jesus ON THEIR OWN.

But many, many people don't even know Jesus is a real person but think He's  just a swear word.

Be Jesus's servant and call the "poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame" and leave the invited Guests and their 

lame-o excuses to Jesus to deal with. 🤨

The (sometimes harsh) Truth with Love, 

Always Laura-Lee 

The Parable of the Great Banquet

15 When one of those at the table with him heard this, he said to Jesus, “Blessed is the one who will eat at the feast in the kingdom of God.”

16 Jesus replied: “A certain man was preparing a great banquet and invited many guests. 17 At the time of the banquet he sent his servant to tell those who had been invited, ‘Come, for everything is now ready.’

18 “But they all alike began to make excuses. The first said, ‘I have just bought a field, and I must go and see it. Please excuse me.’

19 “Another said, ‘I have just bought five yoke of oxen, and I’m on my way to try them out. Please excuse me.’

20 “Still another said, ‘I just got married, so I can’t come.’

21 “The servant came back and reported this to his master. Then the owner of the house became angry and ordered his servant, ‘Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in the poor, the crippled, the blind and the lame.’

22 “‘Sir,’ the servant said, ‘what you ordered has been done, but there is still room.’

23 “Then the master told his servant, ‘Go out to the roads and country lanes and compel them to come in, so that my house will be full.

 24 I tell you, not one of those who were invited will get a taste of my banquet.’”

(Luke 14:15-24)

Link to Luke 14 (so you can read it yourself)

'Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water.” (John 4:10)

Link John 4 (Woman at the Well)

HAPPY (Hospital) Birthday Reflections

 

This is the sixth unit I've been in since I arrived at the Hospital three months ago. When I arrived here it was wild. People going around everywhere. The corridors jammed with people stopping me to find out WHO I was, telling me their medical history, how long they had been here, the name of their children and grandchildren, etc.

Finally the receiving nurse intervened and I got settled into my bed thinking, "What kind of three-ring circus is this?!"

I'm in a unit of people with brain injuries, dementia, poor people who don't have a home they can go back to because they have been here so long, people with mobility issues (myself included), etc.  Anybody who isn't accutely sick but cannot just be simply discharged. It is a specialized Transition unit.

It was a month ago that I arrived here and I just celebrated my 59th birthday within these walls and what a HUGE fuss everybody made over me. 

I was greeted in the morning by the nurse with,

"Happy Birthday, Laura-Lee. Time for another anal swab."😲

Then I discovered this wasn't just for me but EVERYBODY in the unit would get one and anyone who asked "Why do I have to have ANOTHER anal swab?"  were told it was "in honor of Laura's birthday".

You should have heard the comments:

"Well, I like Laura, but not THAT much."

"Aren't birthday candles suppose to go on the cake not in my butt?" 

(To which I responded, "Don't complain because they've got 58 more of them.")

And many more jokes I can't actually repeat here. 

The Lord took my birthday and used it to get everyone laughing through an experience that is NOT pleasant (understatement of the year).

But that was just the first part of my birthday.

An hour later I was brought a Hot Chocolate from Tim Hortons and told my presence was required in the Rec Room at 1:30 pm.

Everyone who was mobile was there. I was presented with  a donut from Timmies with sprinkles all over it (the kind Homer Simpson loves) with a candle on it while everyone sang "Happy Birthday" to me. I told them my wish when I blew out my candle was the same as my prayers; that everyone would find a home.

Then we played BINGO and won Chocolate bars, then finished up with cookies.

I haven't had anyone sing "Happy Birthday" to me in thirteen years (the last birthday I spent with Mom before she died).  But it wasn't just sung to me once but FIVE times more by people who weren't able to come to Laura's  Birthday Bingo Party. (Patients and Healthcare workers alike)

But as lovely as that was, it was the gifts and cards that were given to me that day that touched me the most. People who had no money and were not able to get out to get me something gave to me from whatever they had.

Gifts from their food Trays came to  me throughout the day with their love and birthday greetings. One lady made me a card, another revamped an Easter Card she received to give to me. 

It made me think of the Bible verse, 

"The Lord gathers the lonely into families." (Psalm 68:6)

and also about the widow who gave only two pennies to the Temple but Jesus pointed her out because she gave ALL that she had. (Luke 21)

I truly believe the Gospel of Jesus is spread the most effectively not from a podium or from behind a pulpit but person to person by just ordinary people. Exactly the way it was originally done by the first Christians.

Even when Peter gave his Pentecost sermon that saw thousands converted, after that they all gathered in smaller groups in people's homes.

What is my point? 

I don't have one. It's just me reflecting. You may glean from my vast 59 years of extreme wisdom whatever you wish. 💁‍♀️

The Truth with Love 

Aways Laura-Lee