God has a way of protecting us from overindulging in painful truths and the frustrations brought by normies who have no fucking clue.

I am not a mechanic. I don’t paint cars. For two months I’ve done nothing but work on motors, detail cars, and paint car panels.

Me: God, I’m not a mechanic, and I do not paint cars. I’m a finance guy and software consultant.

God: Dan, you will work on cars, detail them, and paint them.

Me: But God, I don’t charge and will go broke.

God: You will go broke when you ignore my wishes.

Me: Okay God. Just tell me the next step because I’m not a mechanic.

God: That Prius wasn’t running and headed for junkyard. Does it run now? You are a mechanic if I deem it so.

All we have to do is God’s will. Don’t ask why. Just do…. And try to ignore the fog of war for a while. It’s good for one’s sanity.

God bless, patriots. Stay strong. We’re almost there.