By Anna Von Reitz
Most people could not imagine the weight I carry or all the work I do, and they would not be able to do it. Literally. We ran a functional analysis of my office functions several years ago and found out that it would take three people to replace me.
Am I bragging? No.
I am telling you this so that you know that I have been shaped, forged in God's refining fire, for the purposes of my mission. I have been toughened and trained and stressed and endlessly challenged, deliberately overloaded on a chronic basis for years and years, until the weight has become familiar and I have become strong enough to bear it.
My heart has been broken, not once, but over and over again, in different ways. I have been rejected, disrespected, and betrayed. I have been robbed by my own employees. I have been beaten. I have lived under constant threat.
I have endured true poverty -- material poverty, poverty of spirit, lacking any kind of security in life. I have known loneliness and stood absolutely alone; I have been empty as a paper sack. I have lost my loved ones. I have lost my home. All justice has been denied me.
Evil people have schemed against me. Jealous people have tried to undermine me. Clueless people have made assumptions about me. Gossips have endlessly talked about me. Cruel slanders and labels have been heaped upon me.
Still, I have stood against the evil in myself -- my "ego". Still, I have stood against the evil in the world and the devil's minions. Still, I have aligned with the Truth and found my courage sufficient.
It has not been easy. Not at all.
I have paid the cost to be the Boss.
Recently, there have been people who thought they could replace me. They tried to grab my place and fill my space, offering themselves as a substitute.
But....
The weight was crushing. The swords they faced were terrifying. They were utterly, utterly overwhelmed and they collapsed in a little heap. Nobody came to rescue them. They were confused.
I made it look so easy.
Surely, if a great-grandmother can do it, someone much younger can do it better.
Surely, a Harvard MBA should have a better grasp than someone who never studied business.
It just makes sense, right?
She was completely out of her league, not understanding the most basic things, flattened like roadkill on life's superhighway, wondering what hit her --- and yet knowing that I hadn't taken any action against her at all.
No wonder she was bewildered.
I wasn't confused. I remained seated.
You can't replace someone who is forged.
I will continue on and fulfill every drop of my destiny before I go home, and so will each one of you who have stood in the Refiner's fire, you who have known loneliness and sorrow, who have suffered fear and confusion, who have gone hungry to bed, who have nursed your own broken heart and risen up to pay someone else's debts.
Yes, you know who you are.
Be of good cheer. You have stood the test. The future is yours.
Granna
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