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GOD Does not have grandchildren

     In the womb a mother has to believe unseen. In the womb a father relies on touches and impressions. Both parents are trusting GOD to be with the one whom they cannot see. Yes, there is growth, yes, there are pictures captured of this new life forming. However, the life itself is not viewed. Parents believe by faith their little one is brewing correctly. So, why lose hope in that same GOD for the life of your child when they are outside of the womb? The next phase of the journey; your child is out of the womb, personally trained, and equipped with a little life experience. You have given them GOD, given them to GOD, now you have to believe in the unseen, again. The cold air that shifts with the wind is the cold air that falls on two sides of town. The cold air that envelops a mother as the seasons change is the same cold breeze that reminds her child of that once warm bosom.        The same song in the air that ushers in sleigh bells echoe...

Work Day Blues

     Day to day. We all go through the day to day. We all have our daily ups and downs. Who makes the rules? Who decides if you have a good day or not? Smile by faith. I have had days that I could not hold my head up. I have seen and felt pain that did not so much leave but, slept only to wake the next morning before me. What changed? What happened to me? I was loved. Not the I met someone, now I have a soul mate kind of love. Not the rush from a new job after months of being unemployed. I found hope. We talk about, read about, see it in glimpses but, I have learned that though it be transferable it does not stay. I had to not only find hope but, plug in directly for myself. I specifically plugged into Christ. HE teaches us that HE is a vine. Christ in me in is the hope of glory. Now, day to day. I have hope. Day to day, I have promises for each hurt, difficulty, and challenge. Day to day I might have to be reminded that hope is in me. See, tha...

The Salving Sap of Purposed Pain

     Be encouraged! Sometimes we have just no words. Smile!!! Sometimes your smile is the only faith you can display. We smile past our feelings because we know that GOD has us in the palm of HIS hands. HE promised never to leave nor forsake. We hold this to be truth we can identify with, on experiencing it for ourselves. The ongoing to solution to "I heard HE is a burden barrier versus "I know HE is heavy load sharer." Push through; because after this moment is our break through. Please do not walk away because your "moment" exceeds the previously expected time frame. The strategy is to have expectation with out an expiration date. Have a vision with the patience for the manifestation of that vision. Begin to prepare for the outcome, byproduct, and caring of that vision in your season of growth. You are not abandoned. Quite contrary; you are so loved you are being groomed with personal care.

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Value of Identity

With words like “value, worth, and actions” being thrown around I had time to remember when and, how I found my identity. Years of my life were spent wading through finding myself based on the actions of those who were supposed to build, mold, shape, nurture, and protect my value. This is significant because your identity helps you determine and, display your value. I have seen the crumpled dollar demonstration multiple times but, what is not transferred in that lesson is value we as people obtain is based on our foundation as children. The intrinsic wealth gain through the incubation of love from our caregivers. Currency is made to be spent with no regard for the hands handling or the machine knocking it around.   Yes, we are born with value but, who helps us learn to read the denomination on the paper? How does one know if they are a hundred or a fifty dollar bill? What happens when the process of growth is marred by attempts of destruction.  My influencers, support systems who re...

Happy Father's Day, Mommy!!

Tupac and Boyz II Men have given us great examples of why mothers are held to be so sacred. I agree with their loyalty and reverence, however, my single mother was not my surrogate father. Being raised by a single mother meant that I learned how to be resourceful. Having the privilege of being reared in a house without a man in leadership also taught me how to dismiss the male perspective. I would be an adult before learning the emasculating tone and actions that were my childhood norm like Warner Brothers’ cartoons. These behaviors were masked with domestication to give an appearance of submission. My Mother was the cater to you, cook your meals, rub your back kind of woman. In the very next breath tell you how trifling your last attempt at make decision in her house was because you were not capable of making decisions for her family. I recall giving my mother a card of appreciation for several years in June. Extending the proof this is a systemically societal issue there was a...