want old/er women to be bitter/greedy/entitled, and downright craven beeches. Otherwise, these cyber-penning red-pill sucking pee-wees would have to find another excuse to spew their rubbish. Oh, trying to be nice is hard. Lord says in His Bible, we are to pray for our enemies. Triple-tough call.
It's no secret that many widows are left in a bit of a jam. Well, the pee-wee gallery gets their delights on that one - especially, when the economically-insecure widow decides to resolve the i$$ue by taking the forni-route, i.e., hunt for and hope to move in a boy-friend.
Dear Holy Spirit, keep me away far away from that mess - while i don't have a thousand Scriptures committed to memory, i know what Your Bible says about fornication; that Jesus Christ judges unrepentant traffickers in that ... Serious.
The misogynists just luv it when a post-wall woman realizes, that it's obvious, her husband (or, if not married, her boyfriend) didn't love her/wasn't watching her back. Well, have a bit of bad news for the misogs (t-hehe). Goes like this: in a bit of a jam, and not only that, the jam won't be going away for awhile. Oh, but for the misogs, the news gets even worse. While i am not exactly overjoyed with these circumstances, at the end of the day, i can only hope my late Husband is safe with Jesus.
Oh, but beef and wail misogs; 'cause the news gets even worse for your agenda. i will type slow the following statements. If i was just another hell-bound worldling, i would be the proverbial "bitter" post-waller. In other words, the ONLY reason why i haven't already gone down the (blame)drain is: because the Holy Spirit has taken up residence in my heart - and is adding on another room or two.
Actually, that term, (post-wall) so popular with the misogs, seems to carry the connotation of a 40 or 50-something woman; while it's sort of fun to use, my 50-somethings are past-tense, and could be construed along the lines of a 30-something putting on the makeup in order to pass for 20-something. And no, 'am not into fakey... (oh, ttooo bad, misogs) just more evidence, that the Holy Spirit has commandeered this bit of real estate. Kid you not, if i was a worldling, doing what I thought/wanted ... uh, not pretty. (t-hehe)
And no, "age isn't just a number." Being old ... inhales. i can no longer, safely, shovel the snow off the roof - back in mid November, had a close call. So, i'll have to call the roofing people, and that project will finally be done right. For reasons i am not yet comfortable elaborating, was going to hold off on that project, but my safety and general well-being is more important than greedy/sleezy/lies-like-wet-filthy-rug mammon.
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