What Can I Pray For?

At my therapist the other day and he says "I hear you been short." (temperament)
I explained the one time I could of been but I feel I wasn't. Then he says "Is there more that you can think of?"
I answered "If there was I was drunk." He almost slid out of his chair laughing so hard. (I don't drink).
Perspective perspective perspective.

A dear old friend commented to me on Facebook about my horses being hauled off a safe environment to an unsafe one.

I'm only assuming all this BS is happening since the death of your parents. It amazes me what people turn into after the death of parents. She wrote.

I told her, You hit the nail on the coffin there.

I have one too!  Except I didn't forgive I just forgot! She wrote back.

It's easier for me to forgive than to forget but I think the biggest reason is because it just keeps coming and slamming me in the face. Was my response.

I don't understand how people can forgive when the person they are forgiving is in the wrong and cause nothing but pain and termoil. I guess I view it differently. Was her reply.

My forgiveness comes from truly experiencing how bitter I was becoming. I don't understand the why they did or do things I just know even today once I saw my horses where safe and  people have come forward for a place for my horses I can only feel the weight of anger and hate leave my shoulders. To forgive doesn't mean I am wrong. It means I was wronged and I am better than them. This was my answer.

I truly loved getting the opportunity to give my perspective. If only, so I could see how far I have come. I can put into words my true heart. The heart that not daily but more often than I would like to admit has the choice of anger or forgiveness. Revenge or accepting my challenges. Bitterness or betterness. Crawling into a hole or smiling as I scale the walls of the pit.

I have called the sheriff multiple times for help. It always plays out the same. They listen and as soon as they ask how I know this person and I answer it ends the same. "Oh this is a civil matter".  Yes it is true you can harass members of your family. Permission granted. If you ever had the inclining. Go for it. (The Lord will judge it differently). Have a blast while you can.

It is funny how we are prosecuted for accidents but deliberate acts of abuse we look the other way. I was prosecuted for an accident I had with my granddaughters. Someone I know and love is in line for prosecution. It is Cherish, as in, "I Stand With Cherish". This world has gone to hell in a hand basket.

While I was gone to town my daughter in law was trying to catch my horses that got out. When the horses where thrown in my yard it was without halters or leads. So to say the least my good neighbors rallied around her to help. One, Ed, also took the opportunity to introduce each other. Once, one neighbor lady heard my dads name she grinned and proceeded to tell a story of him.

"Oh Guy Nicoll, I really liked him. He was a character. He once was going to his property and this other man was blocking his way holding a rifle. Oh Guy grabbed the gun from him, hit him in the face with the butt of the gun and continued driving to his property."

That sounds like the old west to some of you but that sounds like the America I want back. The one where victims can take care of abuse themselves. Long before it ends in self defense.

How bad I would love to teach this (insert your choice of noun, because man or brother just doesn't work for me) to stop messing with me and my personal property. But atlas I am born a generation too late. I am born during the tolerate, coexist era. The turn the other cheek (which is perfect because you are looking the other way as they hurt you again and again) discipline. The walk away but it follows you around philosophy.

I hold no malice. I am kicked in the teeth but as people rally for me, show their love for me I stand with a full smile and dust myself off. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. You too can't stop this but holding my hand though cyber space helps. Anyone with any influence that could place a call in my behalf to those that harass me might make a difference, but only effort will tell.

Is it wrong for me to pray for relief even if my prayer petitions  the Lord to call someone home?