Me, anointed!

SOMETIMES PEOPLE DON’T QUITE “GET” ME. I don’t want to write a post about me but Papa says I gotta do it so here goes. I didn’t ever want to say this coz I so strongly dislike religious terminology but I believe I’m “anointed”. Good grief I said it!! Now all’s I gotta do is vindicate my statement, then I’m done, right Papa? Okay here goes.
I had more on my shoulders than most adults do in a lifetime, not expected to live time and again and I was like 5, 10, 15 years old. I can’t bear to relive the pain of being left so all alone – with a bible!!! – to heal myself when it was so beneficial to keep me down. I don’t know how I survived but I sure did learn to rely entirely on God.
Not physical rape but emotional dogged me since forever, and yet I can smile victoriously as I learned to use each and every incident as a stepping stone to deeper/ higher/ farther exploitations of Holy Spirit than I ever deemed possible.
I guess somewhere along the way I discovered that my niche was in the very process of dis–covering my spiritual being and abode commencing almost at birth!
Btw, lest I forget, you precious reader are not one iota less anointed than I am. Now I think I’ve said it all.