I lost a job yesterday. I’m not jabbed. It happened right after God came through for my daughter. Finding her a cute cottage to stay in which I had committed to pay monthly for. I could have paid her rent for six months after working two weeks in my job.
I also had my flight to Victoria Falls for near the end of May messed up due to flights being put on hold. I could change it but would have to pay a 50% fee to change my hotel.
I’m not being stubborn about the vaccine – I just have a drug intolerance. And since the vaccine is to protect a person from going to hospital very ill with the virus then why should anyone care whether I’m not protected. Surely a vaccinated person can get the virus and transmit it to another vaccinated person. Just like if you got the flu vaccine. When I kept refusing chemotherapy – the haematologist in London eventually told me to ‘go north of the river’. Well maybe now I could be sent south of the Zambezi.
And I could get a place to rent and gather my granny’s furniture which is spread around Victoria Falls. And then I’d work on my own as a Graphic Designer. Maybe have a magazine proclaiming ‘God is Alive in Zimbabwe’. And I’d change a village.
I had another dream/vision a few weeks ago. I first saw a fox, then a pheasant and then an all white eagle trying hard to take flight off the ground except as it was flapping it’s wings – it’s feathers were falling out.