The Burden is a Blessing

The burden inherent in being an anon is that we have to realize the truth before most of the world and, therefore, red pills have sometimes only served to exhaust and tire us in what can truly be described as a marathon race.

None of us truly expected this to go on as long as it has yet looking back in hindsight, I truly believe that it has been for the best.

The suffering we've experienced during this time, whether spiritual, mental, or physical, has brought us closer to God and helped us mature in ways we never could have foreseen.

I think about Peter the Apostle. When he told Jesus he would follow him no matter the cost. I find it unlikely that he truly understood the price he would pay in the beginning.

He would be crucified upside down in an excruciating way.

Sometimes God has to lead us along with breadcrumbs to keep us going until the climax of our journey is reached.

But did Peter regret the suffering he went through for God? Of course not.

His joy is overflowing.

I don't know about you, but I've found that this journey has humbled me, taught me to endure hardship, ignore trolls and naysayers, and given me the courage to believe no matter what outward circumstances tell me.

What I’ve realized is that the burden, your cross, your destiny, is a blessing in disguise designed to transform you from the inside out.

And for that I am grateful.

And I intend to see this marathon through to the end.

With all the frens and awakened anons. No matter the cost.

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