Under attack
Under attack
I’m under attack
and I can’t look back.

I feel it. I feel the attack. It’s coming from many different directions and it’s driving me CRAZY!

It is absolutely maddening, and I struggle to continually remember that “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

But boy oh boy would it be easier to go off on another person for things they say, they way they say them, or the little irritating things they do.

I know, I KNOW, that it’s not personal and I have no right to be offended, but I get so upset anyway.

Anyhow, since I can’t give details, that’s all I have to say. I am under attack and it’s not weakening me, just pissing me off.

Eh.