tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post8602998134183610981..comments2024-03-18T10:00:10.031-05:00Comments on The Final Chapters: BEHIND THE VEIL OF SECRECYluluhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-62615078776299268362017-05-01T09:22:36.553-05:002017-05-01T09:22:36.553-05:00I have read and reread your comment and tried to p...I have read and reread your comment and tried to process what you are saying. My revelation came from an innocent remark to another--which lead to the ugly truth rearing its head. Your truth stayed buried deep in your sub-conscious for a long time before finally surfacing. I came away with one thing--we ALL need to live the truth and if what we are saying or doing needs to be done behind the veil of secrecy--it does not need to be done or said. We live in a Fallen World---what a mess we can make of things!<br />Blessings and thank you for your comment!luluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-80887251702387174702017-04-13T23:11:14.631-05:002017-04-13T23:11:14.631-05:00In the movie "The Girl on the Train" the...In the movie "The Girl on the Train" the main character wakes up from years of a drunken stupor to face a new reality. A few days after watching that movie just as I was thinking about how I loved the power of her revelation I glanced across a wall hanging and was hit in the head with an ugly, hidden memory, a big ugly monster which I had come upon years before, made excuses for its maker, and buried it so deep in my mind that it was essentially no more. For years I kept looking back at that phase of my life with a sense of guilt and personal failure. When I had heard a Bible study about how we look back at Egypt in our own lives I had come to understand that phase was my Egypt, but no matter how much I prayed about it or how much I tried to reconcile it twangs of guilt had me looking back. That day when that big, ugly monster came to light it was so vivid in my mind I must have said every expletive I could think of as I vented my anger against the maker of that ugly thing and in anger of my own naivety to dismiss that big, ugly monster for the ugliness that it was. I had so easily buried it with the other ugly things of that facade phase of my life. After venting out loud for a half hour or so I journaled away, then I was done. I knew there was no exacting revenge with the maker of that big, ugly monster because it would only do more harm than good. The good that came out of it for me was God helping me to see my Egypt for what it really was, and to release that sense of guilt and failure. I don't know why it stay buried so long other than maybe God had given me plenty of time to reconcile it myself, but I wasn't hacking it so He woke me up. This was not the first time in my life I covered up big, ugly things,and there's probably more to be said about that. I am just glad for that secret-no-more, and that I can better appreciate more my here and now, and look more wholeheartedly to the journey ahead. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-74818985456775407282017-04-13T08:10:37.124-05:002017-04-13T08:10:37.124-05:00Yes, we all have times we would love to run from t...Yes, we all have times we would love to run from the truth which will follow us and dog us until it is brought into the light of day. There is NO escaping truth!<br />Easter Blessings, My Friend!luluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-69580546301087530672017-04-13T07:51:46.447-05:002017-04-13T07:51:46.447-05:00Just like my dear old mama always said, "Tell...Just like my dear old mama always said, "Tell the truth, Vanette". And even though I knew I might get punished, it always was better (in the big picture) to spill my guts. Good blog. The Journey of Gypsy Rhapsody and Minuet in Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15468090775025905056noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-57583498532193329502017-04-13T07:12:22.983-05:002017-04-13T07:12:22.983-05:00The truth always wins, My Friend. As we process a...The truth always wins, My Friend. As we process and place our truths in their proper perspective, may we also learn to live in truth.<br />Blessings, My Friend!luluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-24484083062050352992017-04-13T07:08:47.115-05:002017-04-13T07:08:47.115-05:00I have learned....to quit processing and just get ...I have learned....to quit processing and just get on with life....the truth and lies will always come out....just saying. Did I never mention the real reason my folks don't want me back in school and the jealously? The truth finally came out...all these years I was told my mother graduated from University....nope. Funny, how the truth can come spilling out when jealously and hatred has something to do with it. Sigh.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16466115918585699329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-86088610013603127862017-04-13T06:25:53.668-05:002017-04-13T06:25:53.668-05:00I have referred to this before, Victor. Still pro...I have referred to this before, Victor. Still processing and it must have made the loop again and resurfaced. I apologize for my redundancy.<br />Blessings, My Friend!luluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11520683067915486215noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5416556583423635558.post-19533300412769066532017-04-13T05:57:34.447-05:002017-04-13T05:57:34.447-05:00Good post, Lulu.
But please help me ... am I in a...Good post, Lulu.<br /><br />But please help me ... am I in a deja-vu situation? Or a ground hog day sort of time loop? Have you not already posted this post before? Or did I see it in one of my previous lives? And now I have been re-incarnated like myself again and see the post once more. I suppose it is better than being re-incarnated as a tin of condensed milk!<br /><br />God bless.Victor S E Moubarakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04280638667651857296noreply@blogger.com