This afternoon I was walking back to my office (up in the corner of the building in the back of the property) from the main office building. I was still in my 'funk' and was trying to scare the devil away by intensely praying the St. Michael prayer and walking with purpose (ie: fast and determined looking). THEN, I was startled half to death - my short, well-lived life almost ended - by my pastor. He asked what I was so intently thinking ... and we chatted about my 'spiritual funk'. Then he gave me a beautiful blessing commanding the spirits to leave.
Since then, I've felt so much joy. Removed completely from the funk. Tomorrow will be a new day!
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