God gave me a word recently that I thought would help someone else but instead it freed me from another level of bondage.
I felt flushed with unfulfillment.
I felt the spirit of heaviness rest on my temples.
I felt bombarded by “empty-handed freeloaders” who conveniently showed up on my doorstep.
The harder I worked to insert my “charitable heart” into their hands, the more I found myself emotionally bombarded by their chaos. My resources plummeted by the overwhelming needs. My internal pipes leaked. I insisted on drawing from my well but rarely took the necessary time to replenish my reserve.
I was stressed.
I was suffocating.
I was suffering (once again).
I opted out of anything that required too much attention, because I had emotionally checked out. Life became a mundane chore and everything irritated me.
The black, Hefty trash bags (full of stuff) in my apartment became an eyesore. My allocated space was filled to maximum capacity, yet I remained empty. Then, it dawned on me, “I had lived here before!” I no longer had “use” of the unnecessary stuff, just like the random toxic relationships that popped up unexpectedly on occasion.
My heart was no longer on display at the five and dime. It would no longer serve the needs of those in search of a revolving door, a back up plan, or a rebound.
The lies I told myself- forced me into a repetitive cycle of entertaining the same old stale energy. I had personally invited culprits in to invade, steal, and mishandle everything that was attached to me.
Be mindful of the unclean, unequally yoked spirits that you allow to just “kick it” in your intimate space.
If your joy, happiness, or peace comes up short, check your invitations.
Evict the bad vibes,
toxic energy,
and past memories.
Reclaim your portion.
Renew your peace.
“Do not be misled: “Bad company corrupts good character.” -1 Corinthians 15:33
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