What has FALSE religion done for mankind

Is 'Heaven' the hope for all good people?

Jehovah's Day Is Coming

crushed

I am crushed, squeezed dry like a grape into a prune, till their is nothing left. Reprimanded, rebuked, stepped on, destroyed, made crazy, made insane. Lost within a tightness of the body and soul where there is no escape. No escape from the shunning and the humialiting of ohters. I am alone. I am alone in my own purgurtory, of jumbled nerves, of walking on eggshells, of actually being here but being invisible. I don't exist unless he tells me that I do. I am not alive unless he says I am. I feel dead inside. I cannot think except for his thinking in my head. I have to do and act the way he says or I am nothing. A slug has a better existence then I do, even possible an ant, as long it survives not the horrible death of being stepped on. Then even then they don't exist for long.

My body trembles, tears roll continuously down my face. I hold back my emotions due to the horrible effects that could happen to me if I allow them to surface.

The shunning, the incredible agonizing hell that I exist in.......I cannot escape the hell that I am put in upon the words coming out of his mouth to allow these people to hate me. This continues to exist beyond all my control. I am aware of the consequences if I do not submit. Irony, isn't it that the troubles he's in stems to me and I am the one to get hurt. Whether good girl or bad it doesn't matter, whether chameleon or saint I will still be abuse verbally and physically and emotionally there is no way out accept the one alternate that I honestly am considering in taking..........

what is worse than that alternative alot........

feeling sick stressed and lowly depressed

I am feeling really sick. I feel stressed so stressed that my body is reacting badly to it. I am going through something now that scares me to death to think of the consequences of that stress. I feel alone. I feel stressed. I feel ignored. I feel that life is really just hurting me to be here. I cannot change my feelings. I cannot change the actions of others. I feel that I am not loved, cared for or even wanted.

How is a person supposed to cope. How is the person supposed to endure all these hardships that exist. I believe so much in God. I believe that there is power in prayer.

I still feel that I am completely alone, and by myself.

Nothing seems to change. How can I exist every day in turmoil and pain. My mental and physical body cannot endure. I just want to sleep. I want it all to go away. I am afraid that I will continue to be like this for the rest of my life.

Always doing for others, always walking on eggshells, I cannot even smile right now it is too hard for me, the effort is too much.

This is not my doing, but it is happening to me not of my own accord, I feel like a puppet being manipulated to crash and fall to the ground and not get up. I feel that the strings will always be there to control my every movement. Who really am I? I have to always do what I am told never what I want to do. I always watch people act the fool and not pay the consequences truly for their actions. To get away with there deceptive and decietful behavior doing what is bad in God's eyes. Being unfaithful to their spouses, sneaking out and lying all the time to get a thrill.

How can anyone forgive or forget these horrid things. Especially when the continue behind your back and people are laughing at you. Or even talking about the crap in front of your face. I am ashamed that I love so much and get no love in return, I don't know who I am anyone to continue to endure the agony of it all. I wish he would care just a little and give me time, some of his time not just five minutes and walk away.

This happened before and I left. I just am tired of leaving and giving up every thing I have so he can continue to live the way he wants with no problems and no shame for his actions. It will surely happen again it always does because that is who he is. Someone who wants only what he wants for himself and give nothing to the one who has always been there for him.

I am sick at heart, I am hurt at heart so bad, that my body is physically giving out on me.

Tribulations continue

Today was a day, let me tell the stress abounded, I looked left and I looked right, I looked straight ahead and the stress surrounded me. It continues to do so. It is hard to breathe, the anxiety seems to be unbearable. There seems to be no relief in sight.

My husband got a dui 2nd one, we went to court today and it was extremely bad where they laid down the gauntlet on him. Hopefully, we can do something about it on the 14th of this month, and the court date is on the 2nd of December.

They say consequences are what you have to pay, and yes, you do have to pay the piper and I guess he does. NOT only does he but so does our household our vehicle and myself.

All because of sneaking out of the house to go to a bar, we a friend and doing who knows what behind my back.

I know Jehovah hates a divorcing. I know that I can win him without a word. But how much more is a body supposed to take or a human can deal with. I just don't know. My limit seems to be diminishing and I am so sad my life is this way. I feel miserable so miserable, I cannot even say. My heart hurts so much.

My physical condition is diminishing I am in constant pain and having female problems now and taking meds to help me cope.

Has he learned a lesson we will never know. I doubt it. How much more can I endure?

Tribulations

Today was a very distressing day, I woke up with such anxiety that my hands started shaking and I started crying. I took many deep breaths but it was difficult to overcome. I left the house because I could not deal with the situation at hand. I didn't want to argue. I felt very disgusted, very much worse for where, not knowing where comfort might result from. I know that the tribulation for me was intense. I went to work to pick up the measley paycheck, (that I was so happy to recieve) wondering if the loan that I borrowed would be enough to pay back with this check. It was so relief was thier from that avenue. My co-workers gave me breakfast, french toast and coffe which at that moment was a blessing since I was hungry at that time. They allowed me to shed the tears and hugged me to comfort me. The stress was more than just the worry about normal life situations with food, sustenance and covering as well as a family situation that is continually being unbearable. Then a phone call was recieved saying one of the girls quit and my hours were given back to me. Another relief. (work). I continued to be relieved by paying the loan that I borrowed to pay the bills that I had to pay the week before. More tribulation from satan's missiles continued to come at me and barrage me and made me feel even more down from the constant nagging and constant complaining of the person I love. Worring about driving without a license and taking the car when he could get into trouble. That was rectified by a friend coming at the most opportune to help him go wherever he needed to go. I had to work, it was important to make it their for me to pay the bills that i will need to pay with that pay check. I thought everyything was fine. I went to work, after reading the scriptures from the bible and recieve the peace that was from God Jehovah in my time of struggle. My day was great. I then recieved a phone call from husband who sounded drunk, who slurred his words and he then proceeded to tell me that during his trick or treating with others in the neighborhood who all were drinking and reverlying during this stupid mundane pagan holiday that he was bitten in the face by the next door neighbors dog, because he wore a sheet over his head and scared the door. I left work early to see if the (child) husband of mine was okay. I couldn't find him at home but found him after checking three neighbors house drinking some more with dog bitten lips, swelled and bloody. I finally, was able to get him out of that house and home, stumbling drunk and acting the fool. Taking care of his needs. Finally, now at 12am he was able to be sick 4 times from the amount of alcohol he consumed and now is passed out drunk on the couch. with the bucket next to him, in case their is a continuing of his sickness. The relief is done he cannot do anymore harm to himself tonight.

The scripture that I am reading now from 2nd corinthians 1:3,4 "Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus christ, the father of tender mercies and the God of all comfort. who comforts us in all our tribulation that we may be able to comfort those in any sort of tribulation through the comfort with which we ourselves are being comforted by God."

So, continue to pray to Jehovah, and throw all your anxieties upon him and do not give up the fine fight. So I think that, and believe wholeheartedly that Jehovah is with me and will not leave me. He will not take my tribulation away but will help me endure through it with a strong heart and a strong mind and continue to sustain me through it. Bless be Jehovah my God for all the comfort that he continues to give me and all the other brothers and sisters that are enduring through as well.