Emotions are a Gift? Yes! #2

Long Journey Part 2

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Emotions are a Gift?

Long Journey... Part 2

First a Recap and Note

Recap:

Missing a translator, Little’s efforts at protecting Big are about to receive a huge earthquake.

Big didn’t know what Little knew about life and the need to protect self. 

All that Big knew was that she was breaking out of Little’s jail.---Note:

This is my story. Why on earth am I telling it in this way?  

Well, I have learned over the span of my life that my story is hard for others to hear and once upon a time it was hard for me to tell. 

I am not the only one with a story that is overwhelming for others to hear or tell. 

The details will be different because each of us are a Unique Expression of the Trinity whose Image we are made in.

Moreover, as Jesus Followers, we know there is an ongoing Spiritual Battle between the Kingdom of Light and the Kingdom of Darkness. 

• All of humanity is a Target because we are made in the Image of the Trinity. 

• Your details can take the place of mine.

• Be prepared. Buckle-up, it’s a bumpy ride. 

Romans 8:28 (TPT)

28 So we are convinced that every detail of our lives is continually woven together to fit into God’s perfect plan of bringing good into our lives, for we are his lovers who have been called to fulfill his designed purpose.

Part 2 of the Long Journey

More Push-Me-Pull-You between Little and Big

Turned out that Mom and Dad were in the car accident. It was a head-on collision with a drunk off-duty sheriff who was driving a heavy long-nosed vehicle. Mom & Dad’s car was a flimsy Datsun Station Wagon that was akin to a tin can on wheels. The Sheriff and his companion were unscathed; protected by their tank of a vehicle while Mom and Dad were rushed to separate hospitals as the engine was pushed through into the front seats. Both of them died within hours of each other.

The crash was intended to wipe out Mom and Dad’s four children--aged 11, 10, 4, 3 by becoming orphans dependent on the state. 

But God. 

God is without beginning and without end. He has a Big But. Pun intended. 😉😜

At 10 years old, Big began having a recurring nightmare that over time shifted from black and white to Technicolor. That dream is still etched in Big’s memory. 

The Technicolor version always began with seeing sirens 🚨 then the  white and orange side of an ambulance. Big was frantically walking around searching for her Mom’s purse with the ambulance strategically blocking the view of the accident. After looking, looking, and finding nothing Big would wake up screaming. That last year this nightmare was on constant repeat. It wasn’t as scary when it became Technicolor. 

Turns out that Mom had made sure that she and Dad had wills and had created a trust in the event they both died and Big knew where everything was. Long shot that would ever be needed. Right? Some of Mom’s friends thought she was being morbid. Guardians had also been named--just in case.  There was even a one night sleep over at the named guardians house just to see how things would work.

The key was Mom’s purse. Her purse was like a briefcase. Mom carried everything with her particularly keys. So, when the phone call came asking if a clutch purse with lipstick in it was Mom’s purse, it was an instant keep looking. 

Big simply accepted how becoming an orphan seemed to begin an awareness of herself and memories. Big noticed that everyone else remembered last year and even kindergarten. Big was different and didn’t remember any of that like other children. 

This led to Big thinking that there was something wrong with Big.

Big didn’t know what she didn’t know. 

• Big was completely unaware of Little. 

• Big was unaware Little’s experiences were really running like a background program in her brain. Think like computers or cell phones. 

• Little was in the business of Protecting Big. 

• Little didn’t know that she was sitting in the seat of the King. 

• Big thought she was driving. 😂🤣😂

Remember the Missing Translator? More to come.

Romans 8:29 (TPT)

29 For he knew all about us before we were born and he destined us from the beginning to share the likeness of his Son. This means the Son is the oldest among a vast family of brothers and sisters who will become just like him.