I've mentioned before that I spent most of my life horribly afraid specifically of people but there were always two things that momentarily created a window in my fears; a funny comeback line or getting really mad (or in adult terms "righteous indignation"
Enter Laura-Lee in grade 1 at only 6 years old in 1972. (Oops❗️🤭 Accidentally outed my age on the internet again.)
It was only the second day of grade one and all us kids had been sent outside to play after we had eaten our lunch inside. I found a place in the school playground off to the side where there was a handful of little kids who looked as scared as me. I sat next to them and watched how this playground worked. Aka. The Kid Politics going on here.
After a few minutes what caught my eye was a kid of about 10 years old walk up to two younger boys who had started pushing the merry-go-round and jumped on to ride it. He grabbed each one and ripped them off and threw them onto the ground (and in their good school clothes too)!
"Who is that mean kid?" I asked my fellow Scaredy-Cats sitting by me.
"That's Ricky."
"Why did he throw the other kids off the Merry-go-round?"
"He won't let anyone ride the Merry-go-round except him and his friends because he says it belongs to him."
"Does it?"
"No. It's the school's."
"Why don't the teachers make him stop?"
"I don't think they know what he's doing."
My first thought was, "Mom is going to hear about this when I get home and she'll make it stop."
But I never got the chance to tell Mom. I saw Ricky kicking at a little boy on the ground and while his back was turned I ran to the Merry-go-round, gave it a good push to start it and jumped on it.
Ricky turned around and yelled at me,
"Get off the Merry-go-round!"
"Why should I?!"
"Because it's mine!"
"I don't see your name on it anywhere. I think you're a LIAR!
Liar, liar! Pants on fire!"
He seemed to take offense at that and said,
"If you don't get off my Merry-go-round I'm going to make you."
By now the Merry-go-round had stopped and I stared at him and asked the pertinent question,
"Ya? You and who's army?"
He was not pleased with my response but when he came for me he quickly discovered I had wrapped my arms and legs around the bars on the Merry-go-round and he couldn't budge me and I kept yelling,
"NO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!!!" 😡
And the harder he pulled the tighter my grip got and the louder I yelled.
Finally a teacher came to intervene and we were brought to the Principal's office while they called our parents. That's when my fear descended again along with a good amount of shame too. I looked at my dirty clothes, dirty hands and thought about how I had broken my promise to Mom to be a "good girl" ...
and this was only my second day in school. 😣
Well there was Hell to Pay when Mom got there but it wasn't ME paying for it. She wasn't even mad at Ricky but the Principal sure got an earful. 😉 😃
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Right now I'm in the hospital and my former life has basically gone up in smoke so I decided to start my day by counting my blessings.
"Well, Lord, I might be in the hospital but at least I have a window where I see part of the sky so I can still be watching for your return." 🥹
An hour ago they moved me into a room where I cannot see the sky anymore. I bet Satan and his Flunkies are getting a big laugh at that. 😈
Well he can laugh all he wants. I'm NEVER going to stop watching for Jesus. Never, ever ever.
I won't scoff or scorn either. Jesus IS going to return and when He does He will find me...
FAITHFULLY WAITING FOR HIM❗️❗️❗️
The harder someone tries to pull me away from Jesus the tighter I am going to hang on and there will be "Hell to pay" (literally) when He shows up.
Case closed. C'est finis. End of story.
The Truth with Love,
Always Laura-Lee
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"For as lightning that comes from the east is visible even in the west, so will be the coming of the Son of Man."
Matthew 24:27
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"Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God; believe also in me. 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?
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."
John 14:1-3
Here's the musical treat for other stubborn Christian kids like me.
