​If I had gotten a cold...

Me with my mom in 1997.

If I had gotten a cold, I would not have listened.
 
It was late September of 2021, about a day or two after we buried my mother that the exhaustion hit me in a way it never had before.  I had been allowed to complete everything that needed to be completed before I went into what I’ll call “sleep mode.” I just couldn’t go anymore. I took a Covid test and it was positive. If you can recall, this was during the period when mainstream media was continually showing all of the people in hospitals on ventilators and those who were dying from this virus – especially those who had chosen not to be vaccinated. I decided that I would not watch the news, as I would surely die if I consumed what they were pumping out every day. I was isolated for what seemed like weeks. I honestly cannot recall how long it was before I got a negative Covid test and was able to come back into the world. I wasn’t in any pain. I had a low grade fever and extreme exhaustion. I had to “lay down!” This was a type of torture for me. At least if I could get up, I could work on some stuff or get something accomplished while homebound.
 
As I lay in my bed, tired of watching movies and binging on Netflix series, I asked God what was going on. God and I have a good relationship, so I asked the questions I wanted to know about Covid and my situation. I was informed that I would not die and I would not have any damage. I was also told that I needed to listen. I was sat out so that I could listen. God had a plan for my life and a major shift was occurring and I needed to listen. Me being sidelined by Covid, was the only way that I wouldn’t immediately go back to continue caring for my father daily and focusing on everything other than what God had been trying to speak to me.  With Covid, at that time, you were given a pass by everyone to rest, take care of yourself, and to stay away from them.
 
I was more than ready to get up. Every single time I would try to get going, I would feel dizzy and exhausted, so I would have to lay back down. I apparently needed to listen more. I clearly had not gotten everything that I needed to get during my “timeout” period. The angels ministered and God spoke to me constantly during that time. I prayed and I prayed and I listened and I listened. So much was revealed. When I’d gotten what I needed to get and what I needed to see had been made clear, the next Covid test came back negative! I was free!!!
 
Since that time, I remind myself to listen, so that I don’t have to be sat out (as often – lol – I am a work in progress). I am guided every step of the way. In my past, I was used to learning and getting my lessons the hard way. There is an easier way. Each day I ask God to speak to my heart. When I follow God’s guidance, I am protected and provided for in miraculous ways. My lessons are becoming more comfortable. I can listen and shift things before the pain hits. It is not God’s will for any of us to suffer.
 
I find strength in the 91st Psalm (Bible) during these tumultuous times, knowing that I am dwelling in the secret place of the most high God.

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