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Have you become a Junkie?

When you have an immense build up of toxic waste in your system.  You usually feel sluggish, tired, worn out, burnt out and energy less. This is how you feel constantly until you decide to do something about it.  When I was young somehow my mother or grandmother would sense that I needed a "detox session". 

Decades later, my mom filled me in on how she "miracalously" knew when we needed some detoxing. These are the symptoms are she would pick on: smelly breath (despite brushing teeth twice  a day plus mouth washing), heavy, worn outeyes (even though having slept the recommended 8 hours) and smelly arm pits.

The remedy: using ucatho. This devise is a rounded rubber container with a plastic tip, it acts as a syringe which extracts some natural herbal stuff mixed with water that cleanse you from the inside from all toxins.  This is done by squeezing the rubber part, then the liquid comes out from the tip.  Its more or less like the European colonic. See our parents knew what they were doing, after all!  For centuries Africa was thought to be backward but in fact it was advanced in many ways especially medically...

We are bombarded on a daily basis by news, what the celebrities are up to, in fact in recent years celebrity news has managed to be classified as real news, emails, junk emails, junk mail, newspapers, magazines, gossip, unprofitable conversations,  facebook - ever so curious what others are doing, bebo, youtube, myspace, secular music and movies, and loads of other distractions. After years of being overwhelmed and feeding on all the media junk, the signs begin to show.  Yes it is junk - most of the news 99.9999 %  is bad news and that the way the media moguls want to keep it - that's another blog all together. 

Always taking in junk - media junk - we eventually have toxins in excess that's why we feeling spiritually sluggish.  In no time at all we have no time pray - to talk to God. No time to read the bible -  can't hear the voice of God instructing us.  Our eyes become heavy - we cannot pay attention to His instructions or keep our focus on Him, we start looking more to friends, the problems and the fact that we don't have time to spare to even go to church well because we are far too busy with friends and other "important" things.

One knows that they have an overflow of "toxins" when they start smelling funny.  They try to cover it up with "fragrant designer perfumes" - it does the trick for a short while but the stench starts creeping up again. Whenever they open their mouth - it's stinks - not physically but what they say is not beneficial but mostly causes carnage, cause wild fires wherever they go.  Their arm pits stink - not physically - but their behaviour, attitudes and character are in a downward spiral.

Romans 3:13
“Their talk is foul, like the stench from an open grave.Their tongues are filled with lies.”“Snake venom drips from their lips.”
 
So in these 21 days I decided to cut myself off and switch myself out from the media and other unbeneficial things.  For one aim, to nurture my relationship with my Creator! To rekindle the fire, to re-ignite the connection I formed with Him in 1999.  I was busy with useless things but now I'm busy with eternal things! Oh! What a Day!
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