I would like to remind all patriots that there are patriots like myself who live in Atlanta and support the police. But we are also concerned about the police just quitting, and if you knew Atlanta you would understand why. So please think about the people who cannot just up.....

...and "move away". I would appreciate it if people would think about the patriots, the elderly and vulnerable, when they tweet out calling for the Atlanta police to "just quit". I moved here temporarily to help support my daughter when my 2yr old grandson was diagnosed with...

...lymphoblastic leukemia. My daughter has 2 children the oldest girl was 7 then, and she was struggling under a full schedule at Georgia Tech while working full time running her own IT business. Our grandson was diagnosed 1 week before Christmas, we were absolutely devastated...

...about our grandson. My husband and I woke up every morning in tears (though neither of us slept much) both of us were in a sort of daze of unbelief and fear that we fought off through prayer and faith. We quickly began to close up our house, we had heritage breed chickens....

...that we loved and got wonderful organic free range eggs from, and a garden we grew heirloom organic vegetables in, though being December not much was growing in it at the time. We got neighbors to look after the chickens and garden for the immediate time being, we did not....

...know how long we would be living in Atlanta which was 2 1/2 hours from our little "farm" in the country. But we knew our grandson was going to be undergoing aggressive treatments for many months. So we paid off all of our bills and had all of the utilities turned off, and....

...we had the post office hold all of our mail for 6 months. Our daughter had an empty apartment her company used for IT trainees and so we moved in there. In between helping to care for our granddaughter while my daughter and son-in-law were at the hospital, I spent my free...

...doing serious research and deep dives into the "deep state". I wasn't used to being locked up in an apt with no yard, animals, or garden to tend to, so I had lots of time on my hands when I wasn't at the hospital or caring for my granddaughter. Like I said, we had paid off....

...all of our bills before we moved about 4 months previously. Without going into a lot of detail, my husband had suffered a serious accident several years earlier where he had fallen 20 ft off a ladder and landed on his head on a marble floor. He suffered severe head injuries...

...a shattered wrist, broken arm, broken ribs, etc, and he almost died from the head injuries he was bleeding into his brain. But God performed a miracle and he lived, and fully recovered except for losing his "immediate memory". After this, he could no longer work, he was a....

...self-employed contractor, so there was no health insurance or benefits. We took our savings and paid cash for a little brick house on 1 acre of land in the country. We spent another $6000 having a well put in. We wanted to make sure that whatever happened, we would have a.....

...home that was all ours, fully paid for. We loved our little "farm" in the country. I say that jokingly, b/c it was really not a farm. About 2 months after we moved, we gave away the last of our chickens, the ones the foxes and coyotes had not eaten. Then about 4 or 5 months...

...after we had moved, we got a call from our neighbor who lived behind us. He said he looked out his window and saw that our house was on fire and he called the fire dept. He said the fire dept had put out the fire and that they had just left and from what saw it was pretty bad.

Pretty bad was an understatement, our house was burned to the ground. Honestly considering what we were going through with our grandsons life on the line, it barely registered with me at the time. It was much later before I actually felt the loss, and until this day it is the...

...pictures that I grieve over most. I had in the past few years lost both of my parents. My dad was 71, he died 3 weeks after my grandson (who was 2 at the time) was born. My Mom, had died 3yrs earlier in an automobile accident, she was 68 yrs old, on her way home from church...

I mention their deaths to give you an idea of why the loss of our home and everything we had accumulated in 25+yrs of marriage, barely registered with me at the time. My dad was so excited hearing his first great-grandson was born, unfortunately he never got to me him. But, he...

...did get to see a picture of him that I brought him. My biggest concern after I found out our house at burned down, was how? As I stated earlier we had all of the utilities shut off when we moved, so I knew it could not be an electrical or gas fire. Apparently someone had.....

..broken into our house and started a fire in the living room. The problem was we did not have a fireplace in our home.
Our small town Fire Dept figured it was some homeless person who broke in looking for a place to sleep. Our house was fully furnished b/c we expected to move...

..back home within a year or so. That was the extent of their investigation. The story still bothers me for a few reasons. One being that we really don't have a lot of homeless people in a town of around 40,000 ppl. Secondly, when does a homeless person travel 7 miles outside....

...of town, to the country, to break into a house? How would they even know there is an empty house they could break into? None of it made sense. But the real heartbreak, aside from losing everything I had ever owned, including things from my parents and grandparents, and most...

..devastating to me..my wedding pictures, pictures of our honeymoon, all of our family pictures, the pictures of all three of my children from the time they were born to the time they were married, every picture of our lives, of my parents lives, were all gone forever. I still...

..tear up when I think about the pictures. The real bombshell came when we found out that when we paid off all of our bills, we forgot one, the most important one, the annual homeowners insurance. The bill had come the first month we moved. Then, after 90 days, they cancelled....

All of our life's savings went in to buying that house on an acre of land out in the country. I had owned bigger houses and prettier houses in the suburbs, but this little house built in the 1950's that sat in the middle of our own little acre of land, with water from our own....

...well, dug by the same man who had dug my father's first well over 30 years earlier. I loved having our own deep well full of clean tasty water knowing there was no fluoride, clorox, or any other chemicals in it. But when the house burned down, that was all over. And that is...

...how we came to live in Atlanta. And if there is one thing I absolutely hate, it is the Devil awful water in Atlanta. They pump it out of the Chattahoochee River right down the road from where I live. I wouldn't swim in that polluted river much less drink water from it, but..

...the sorry and corrupt Democrats who run Atlanta/Fulton country continue to allow the pollution and they just dump tons and tons of clorox and chemicals in it. We have to buy water to drink and make coffee and tea. You can turn the water faucet on and smell the bleach it is....

...strong. With no home to go home to, no money to rebuild, and with our youngest son, our daughter, and two of our 5 grandchildren living here, it made sense to stay in Atlanta. We do not love living in the city, we both miss having our own land, being able to walk outside in...

...our own yard and not even being able to see a neighbor except maybe the tips of their roofs. Most of all, I miss growing my heirloom vegetables each year and getting excited planting new "old" heirloom seed varieties. I miss gathering eggs, some white, some brown, blue, pink..

..and the cute tiny eggs from my beautiful heritage breed silver laced bantam chickens. But, all of that has ended for now, and I am grateful that my grandson finished up 3 years of treatment that even involved moving to Miami for 8 months for treatment at the Jack Nicklaus.....

...children's hospital. And as things seem to have gone in my life the last few years, my daughter had leased a house in Coconut Grove literally a half mile from the ocean at the tip of Miami when category 5 Irma hit. The last possession we owned, a 1998 Jeep Cherokee was not....

...operational at the time of the forced evacuation. It had been damaged on the move down to Miami because it had been improperly hooked up (in the dark) to the towing device. The Jeep of course got flooded being so close to the bay, and that was the final nail in its coffin....

When we returned to Miami we found out a week later, they had gotten back our grandsons latest test results and he would require no more of those special treatments. When we heard hurricane Maria was on its way, we yelled "Uncle" and made a quick exit back to our daughters home..

...in Atlanta. Exactly 1 week after we moved back, I was getting ready for bed just before midnight, when I coughed. It was one of those coughs where you cannot catch your breath, or stop coughing. I had not felt the least bit sick, and it was the first time I had coughed, but...

...after that first cough I could not stop and it was hard to catch my breath. It felt like one of those coughs when you swallow something and it goes down the wrong way. This went on the whole night and all the next day. By around 5pm, I was sitting on the side of the bed....

...having to concentrate on breathing. Finally it got so bad, in between gasps and coughs I told my husband to call 9-11. Several emergency vehicles showed up in my daughters upper middle-class neighborhood, with their red lights on, including a firetruck and an ambulance, I.....

...felt a bit foolish and embarrassed. Luckily it had gotten dark so all the neighbors weren't coming outside. I immediately started apologizing to the police officer who showed up, and to the EMT who had asked me to lay back on the air mattress we were sleeping on, while...

...he examined me. He listened to my heart of course and check my blood pressure, then put a blood-oxygen pulse monitor on my finger. He checked it when it beeped, then immediately looked concerned and showed it to the EMT standing up beside the bed, and he put it back on my....

...other finger this time, and this time when it beeped he and the other EMT looked at it and said they were taking me to the hospital. I immediately protested and the EMT informed me that my pulse ox level was 84, anything below 95 was considered low, and basically mine was....

..what they considered "not breathing". They worked on me trying to get my oxygen level up the whole way to the hospital and I ended up spending a night in ICU and another 4 days in the hospital and once again God answered our prayers and I went home in good health. I tell all...

..of this, to make a few points. I apologize for the mini-novel (not so mini, you're probably thinking). But first of all, I want patriots to realize that we so easily tweet things out, thinking we have all the answers, and we know what we would do if we were in that situation...

..we (and I mean myself also) especially like to tweet out our genius solutions to President Trump and other Govt officials, in this case, to the Atlanta Police. I wanted to tell you my story of the last few years and how I ended up living in a city I did not want to live in....

..not by choice, and even in some ways, not by circumstances. I mean, it was mine and my husbands choice to move to Atlanta to help care for our family. For us, we did not see it as having any other choice, but of course we did, it was just not a choice we would ever consider...

...the choice of just staying in our home and saying we could not help. But, it was a choice, and we made it and would make the same decision again. But, we did not choose the circumstances that drove us here. And I know almost everyone who reads this would have done the same...

..thing for their family, their daughter and their grandchildren. We certainly did not choose for someone to burn our house down or any of the other bad things that happened. So, here we are in Atlanta, Georgia in the middle of the craziest and most dangerous time in our lives...

We are God fearing Christians who love our country and we would fight for it and defend it with our lives if we had to. But, due to circumstances, we have no weapons, all of our guns were lost in the fire and we have not had the money to replace them. If things were to really....

..get crazy here, and I am reading things like "Atlanta is a powder keg ready to explode" we could be in real danger and we would have virtually no means of protecting ourselves. Our apartment is on the ground level you take a flight of stairs down and ours is the only apt....

..up until this point we have always enjoyed that seclusion. But our apartment also has a patio and huge triple sized glass sliding doors that cover almost the entire back wall that leads onto that patio. If riots started or came here as they have threatened to come into white...

..neighborhoods and areas (being that they've already practically destroyed the downtown areas) we would be at the mercy of the mob. We could not keep them from entering our apt because all they need to do is jump over our ground floor patio and break the glass patio doors....

So, when so many well meaning patriots keep tweeting out to the police to catch the #BlueFlu and encourage the police and specifically the Atlanta police to just "quit" or "just walk away" from their job, you are endangering many innocent people's lives. I think so many times...

..we are all guilty of tweeting out things that none of us have really thought through or considered how it could affect real people and real peoples lives. My husband and I live by the Biblical principle of "Fear not" because the few things I have told you that we have been....

..through in the past 5 yrs is not even a portion of what we have really endured. I left out my suffering with a chronic illness having no medical insurance and my best friend and doctor who treated me dying. I left out my husband being bitten by a rattlesnake and having no....

...insurance, the hospital would not give him the $10,000 a vial anti-venom because it usually takes anywhere from 6-10 vials and up to 20 for an average size rattlesnake bite and the one who bit him was huge! They literally did absolutely nothing for his snake bite but have....

...him hold it up in the air to reduce the swelling. They did not even wash, clean, or bandage the wound. Through that, and so many other instances we have had to rely on one and only one person, and that was Jesus Christ. God answered my prayers and my husband had literally....

...none of the usual medical reactions from being bitten by a massive canebrake rattlesnake (and that was one fat big around as your biceps-God's truth-no exaggeration, rattlesnake) that was living inside this old barn that was full of huge rats so he was well fed. Only God....

...could have caused my husbands blood pressure not to rise, his arm not swell, his heart rate not to go up, and he had no vomiting, sweats, or any of the usual reactions to a humans body from rattlesnake venom. And before you think "it was a dry bite" he was not envenomated....

..it was not a dry bite. After a day or two his finger began to turn black and it spread all the way almost to his elbow, he hid it from me for a day but thank God I saw it and took him to the hospital in Augusta, GA about 40 minutes away. It is a much larger city, 2nd to Atl....

..the doctors said another day and they would have had to amputate his arm up past the elbow to save his life. So even though he had no life threatening reaction to the venom that most people have, because the hospital failed to treat the wound, it could have killed him. But....

..once again God performed a miracle. He still was going to lose the finger he was bitten in, and they still couldn't guarantee that wouldn't have to amputate his arm later. But by a miracle there was one of the foremost finger and hand nerve specialists in the country visiting..

..that hospital and that dept which was the wound care unit. They showed her my husbands wound and asked if she knew how to save his arm. She said she could save his arm and finger. And they asked her if she would do the surgery b/c she was the only one with the expertise to....

..do it. To this day I do not know how she was allowed or got permission to operate on him that day. I know doctors in that area (It is a medical city) that would have to refer you another dr because they did not have "rights" as that particular hospital. Usually most of the...

...area doctors would have 1 to 2 of the hospitals where they had "admitting rights" or were "on staff" but as I said, Augusta is a medical city with a renowned Medical School so there are many hospitals including VA hospitals in that city. But God came through as always and....

..this renowned specialists the exact kind of specialist with the exact skills needed to save my husband from amputation, just happened to be there visiting at that hospital, in that dept, and just happened to agree to do the surgery, and just happened to somehow get surgical...

..rights to be able to operate that day to save my husband. If you believe anyone but God could line all of that up, one top of what he had already done, then there is nothing else I could say to convince of what a powerful and loving God we have. Having written this twit novel..

..It does not change the fact that Atlanta and her innocent citizens need their police dept. All of the police dept. I fully trust in God, but I also understand that innocent people and even Godly people can get hurt when evil is run amuck. Many of these innocent ppl might not...

..know Jesus yet. There are young children who will go to Heaven God forbid, if they were shot & killed, like the 5yr old girl who was shot during the rioting. But their young lives should not be endangered or cut short because the evil Anarchists and Satanists in #Antifa and....

... #BlackLivesMatter are allowed to terrorize the city. Even if the Atlanta PD stay on the job, I am concerned for their safety. How can they do their jobs against the kind of evil terrorist thugs are getting paid Bonuses for killing a cop? That is what we need to be tweeting....

..about. Patriots need to get the word out that these paid Communist Black hats (versus 1930's Communist Brown shirts) are being paid incentives and bonuses for the more violent deeds they do. They have literally put a Bounty on Police Officers heads. Do you honestly believe....

..Some of these people being released from prison on the premises of "Covid19" are not being released on purpose? Exactly how James Comey and Andrew McCabe released MS-13 gang members days before they murdered Seth Rich and then those two gang members were murdered 2 days later..

I hope this thread will remind all of us that the things we tweet, and even the things we don't tweet, can affect people, real people, good people, innocent people, people with families, police officers have families and people who love them, the President and Govt officials....

..also have feelings, and they have families that love them. More than anything they and our Country need our prayers, but not just prayers. We are in a spiritual battle. As someone who has been in many life or death battles with the spirits of darkness, I have honed my sense...

..of discernment, my ability to discern good from evil.

Hebrews 5:12
For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles of God; and are become such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat....