Hi Kim,
I am praying for you and your situation!
Hugs and blessings,
Virgie and Lady Hoshi
----- Original Message -----
From: "Kim Etheridge" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Tuesday, April 22, 2008 1:08 PM
Subject: Re: please pray that peace will return to my home
> Amen to that. Please pray that God will go with me. I'm going to spend
> some time with my sister. I know, it hasn't been long since I got back
> from another trip, but I'm going back, because she asked me to. Of course,
> my aunt thinks I said something bad about her to make Jenny ask me if I
> wanted to go home with her. The nerve of that woman! Yes, I need a place
> of my own. I'm just not willing to go through this any more. Pray for me,
> that not only will I have a safe trip up there, but that I'll actually
> enjoy myself. Also please pray that I'll be able to relax while I'm there.
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Reeva Parry" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Tuesday, April 22, 2008 10:18 AM
> Subject: Re: please pray that peace will return to my home
>
>
>> Kim, Honey,
>>
>> I believe that you need to get out of there! And! Now!!!!
>>
>> The Holy Spirit is telling me, Mari, that that home is infested with
>> demonic activity!! Peace will never return to that house! You must take
>> the initiative to get out, and now, especially if John has threatened to
>> slap you. Take it from Mari's own experience. People who threaten
>> violence generally, eventually, act on their threats. Violence can
>> escalate rapidly, and you can never be sure when this violence will rear
>> its ugly head! You can never trust John! Peace will never return to your
>> heart, unless you get out of that freakin' house!!
>>
>>
>> LOVE IN OUR LORD, JESUS CHRIST,
>>
>> Reeva Parry and Mari Mizrahi.
>>
>>
>> At 03:26 PM 3/26/2008, Kim Etheridge said:
>>
>>>Hi. I'm sorry, if this email is way too long, but I've got something to
>>>get off my chest. The EChurch family is really good at praying for people
>>>and situations, and listening to other's problems. Last night was awful!
>>>I couldn't sleep, I got up to relieve myself at about
>>>5:30, and the black cat we've got was in the middle of the floor. I
>>>almost
>>>tripped over her and fell, but I grabbed the bathroom door, and although
>>>I
>>>didn't mean for it to, it bumped the shower door, and John, the man who
>>>lives with my aunt and me, woke up. All he cares about is his beauty
>>>sleep.
>>>Never mind that I could have fallen on the concrete floor and busted my
>>>head
>>>wide
>>>open. Never mind that the cat shouldn't be under my feet at all times.
>>>Never
>>>mind that I'm totally blind, which isn't any fault of my own, by the way,
>>>and never mind that I could have been hurt or worse yet killed. I could
>>>have
>>>even killed his precious toe biting witch of a cat for tripping over her,
>>>not that I wanted to do anything like that. My aunt Shirley's the same
>>>way.
>>>To her, the world revolves around John. "Kim, be quiet, or you'll wake
>>>John
>>>up. We need to see what John wants for supper. Wait till John gets home."
>>>I'm just tired of it. Of course, she thinks I'm jealous, but I'm not.
>>>Granted, I'd want her to love and care for me, and she does, but I
>>>wouldn't
>>>want anyone suffering because her whole world revolved around me. Anyway,
>>>I
>>>finally went to sleep, and had a nightmare. It wasn't
>>>as bad as the other night, but I dreamed that my sister Jennifer had
>>>another
>>>baby. It was a boy, and she and someone was going on a vacation for a few
>>>months. This happened when the baby was six months old and crawling on
>>>the
>>>floor. It was weird. His name was Linda Nell, which is really weird,
>>>considering it's a lady's name. Of course, Linda Nell is the name of one
>>>of
>>>my friend's workers. Anyway, Jenny and I were discussing her vacation,
>>>how
>>>long she'd be gone, and the like, when she said I was going to have to
>>>keep Linda Nell. I'm like, "What! I can't change diapers, or fix his
>>>bottles." She's like, "Well, Kim, I know, but you've still got to keep
>>>him,
>>>we can't
>>>take him with us." I'm like, "OK, maybe Shirley will help me.", and she's
>>>like, "Kim, I don't know.", to which I replied, "Oh. Well, it's a good
>>>thing
>>>you'll only be gone for a week." She's like, "Kim, we'll be gone for
>>>eight
>>>months." I'm like, "Eight months! What am I going to do?" Anyway, the
>>>baby
>>>was
>>>constantly making a mess of his diapers, using the bathroom on the floor,
>>>and the like, and I'm like, "Jennifer!" She's like, "Well, Kim, the next
>>>time, pick him up and take him to the toilet. You'll just have to hold
>>>him
>>>still." I'm like, "Oofffffff!" That's when Shirley woke me, and boy, was
>>>I
>>>glad! Please pray that one, I'll be able to sleep tonight, that the cat
>>>won't be in the rest room, when I have to go and relieve myself, and that
>>>God will guard my sleep and my dreams. Oh, after last night, I wish there
>>>were two bathrooms, instead of one. You'd think that a house that has
>>>three
>>>bedrooms would have more than one bathroom. I'm sorry for the long email,
>>>but I just had to get this off my chest. Also, please pray that either I
>>>find somewhere else to live, or that I can at least try to get closer to
>>>John. Good grief, the slightest noise wakes him. Maybe the Lord will help
>>>my
>>>footsteps to be silent, or better yet, put him in a sleep so deep that
>>>only
>>>a fire alarm will be able to wake him. I'm sorry, if this is selfish, but
>>>I'm just frustrated, exhausted, overwhelmed, scared that he'll eventually
>>>turn violent, as he's threatened to slap me before, annoyed that we have
>>>a
>>>toe biting witch of a cat who likes to get under my feet, while I'm
>>>trying
>>>to relieve myself, ticked off that I have to be scared of someone in my
>>>own
>>>home, and just plain exasperated that I can't do anything without anyone
>>>hearing me. I don't mind that God knows what I'm doing and that He hears
>>>it,
>>>but I'm talking about other humans. Again, do forgive me for such a long
>>>email.
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