Yes, a second post today. Trying to kill time till I call my mother (totally ready for the Sabbath), and I have things to say.
There is an unintended consequence to my not being in pain. For a very long time, I used pain as the buffer between me and God. In other words, if I started getting too close to God, I caused myself pain (usually by scrunching my toes), and that pulled me back. Now, I physically cannot do that. I cannot protect myself from close spiritual interactions of the supernatural kind...close spiritual interactions of the supernatural kind are not safe for my mental health. My farther suggested I break off in the middle of stuff, and tell God I would love to get closer but it isn't safe, and then finish stuff...we'll have to see if that works.
One of the Rabbi's sons is going to attempt to start a fight with me over my fringes tonight, I just know it. He's an angry person (doesn't agree with his parents' religious views, visibly fights them), and he will start a fight with just about anybody who will fight him. However, I've got one up on him. I know I'm coming in fringes, and I know how he will react. He doesn't know I'm coming in fringes. Therefore, I simply do not have to fight him. Period, end of story.
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Friday, December 9, 2016
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