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Spiritual Warriors No Time Off

The journey is long..the pain enters my thoughts..I begin to wonder why I had it so rough..Other people have rough times too!..I hear my intrusive thought..

So! your not so special! Boo hoo to you! Oh, shut up! I retort..this is my thought and you not welcome..Devil!

From one cave experience to the next.
I got to get me some rest..But, I can't.. that little girl.. that feels alone that I haven't met yet..Needs me.. eventually, I will see why was  I born..  I  had to be born an Intuitive Empath..

Couldn't I just minded my own business..Go along to get along.. that's what they say..well, who are they?? They never had to count the burn marks on a childs back..as a social worker..Yet, I am a Spiritual warrior..
For the little girl that trusted me to check her burn marks.. For the little boy that thought he was stupid, because his family said he was..For the prostitute that I told to go home.. because, her child was my student and her children needed their mom..

For the girl that fought.. because, she thought she couldn't read.. Until, I gave her a box of Jello and said.." here..read can you read that!..and she said  yes and she did!..midway she said..I'm reading.. I can  read! She stopped fighting!

For the children and teens that stayed at my home.. because their homes were not safe..For, the little boy that stood up to his mom.. for being racist against me as his teacher and she changed her mind of taken him out of my class..

He is an adult now and has his own show for children and still gives out a shot- out for me being his teacher!

For the young man that shouted out in my class he wanted to Kill himself..but, came to school to see me.. because, he did not want me to be "mad" at him..
He has his family now..and still has the assignment I have him.. Right down 25 things you love about yourself..By the end of class..He kept the "assignment" and came back with 100 things he Loved about himself!

Thank you, to the shy ones that had no voice..By the end of the year.. I made sure, we heard you Loud and clear!

Thank you to the 6th graders that told me they were not going to sell drugs in my class because, they loved trusted and respected me. That's  when I  called the  parents  and  WE got an understanding!

I rise in situations where others fall.. calmly go through task where others do not at all.

Did you know..I fell at 3 years old?
Of course not.. because, my story has never been told!..I fell off some stairs at 3,!.. I was copying the big children  over my babysitters house. We used to put our feet  under the stairs  and swing upside down..I went down stairs and
Devils tried to kill me! But, an angel rescued me..I remember falling face down and in the middle of the fall.. about to hit the concret floor I was suspended in mid air..I remember because, I was there! I was gently put down and All of my front teeth were on the ground..I felt so helpless.. no one was around, when, I did reach the adults.. I didn't cry..I kept my tears in for times such as now.

I was tormented..not teased..not bullied.. persecuted!..
From kindergarten to six grade even though my mom tried to intervene those "children"were relentless..By 6th grade I begin to Fight on all levels..they wouldn't stop..So, I made them..Why.. what happened to the nice little girl..they said.. "She learned to fight in the dark I replied.
"I am a Spiritual warrior"! So, I pick up my Sword (Bible), once again.. and go out for battle! I  will always  be sweet  yet fierce Jeanie...Until,  Satan  and his kids realize  I was not born to play..I  was born  for God's  purpose. Periodt!

Lord, thank you, for  placing  me  in the places I was supposed  to be in and assigned to..and rescuing  from...The people,  places and  things.. I  was supposed to not be into! and there was no assignment.. I just went!.and you rescued me inspite of me and my jacked up choices..Your  Cool  like that..But, I  learned  my lessons  and never ever went back! 
For Real!!