Blog Update

imageHey Blogosphere.. I set a goal for the month of December to have a ūüíĮ follower by the end of the month.. and I have met that goal today..

I am learning if you wanna be a great blogger.. it takes commitment and time.. with having all thing chronic with me.. and spending time with the grand babies.. I have been going back and forth to doctors.. trying to get some kind of relief in my back and legs..

So that has taken away from my writing as much.. but I am about to start back putting in more time.. because I find when I don’t write my emotions get all out of whack.. and I find myself sinking deeper into depression..

I say all this to say I don’t just want to be a blogger.. my goal is to be that blogger that people look for.. gives insight and wisdom into a life of depression or chronic pain.. that encourages you in the word of God.. and let you know we are all a work in progress.. yea I am gonna be that Blogger that learned all the ins and outs and passed it along to other bloggers..

I’ve been blogging going on four months.. so yea I am proud that I set small goals and I reach them.. this just my transformation journey from crawling out of a hole.. back into the light..

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Unpacking YourVictim Bags

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Hey Sista, it’s me let drop some knowledge on you from Lisa Nichols book No Matter What.

When the Understanding Muscle¬†is weak, we become a victim of our perceived injustices. We pack our Gucci bags full of coulda, shoulda, woulda, and why- “Why did this happen?-and unconsciously begin to drag them around with us. They become our permission slips to play it safe, which can really mean to stay stuck.

A crucial step in developing your¬†Understanding Muscle¬†is yo realize that the events in your past can’t be changed. They’ve already happened; you can’t wish them away, cry them away, ignore them away, or even pray them away. The only thing¬†you can change is your understanding of them. Strengthening your¬†Understanding Muscle¬†allows you to begin not only to accept the past but even see that all that you’ve gone through, all that you’ve endured, had to happen¬†exactly the way it did for you to become the person you are today.

 

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Meet and Greet: 11/26/16

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Dream Big, Dream Often

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It’s the Meet and Greet weekend everyone!!

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Thanksgiving

imageWell today was a good day.. I enjoyed spending it with family.. and the food was delicious.. but I couldn’t over indulge.. I guess because of the ACV .. I drink at least three times a day.. quick note don’t drink it straight.. not a good ideal at all..

The only thing I missing is the shopping.. I can’t do it anymore.. and believe me I loved it.. something about the atmosphere, the game face , adrenaline rush.. I loved the feeling..

So now my greatest joy besides being with family.. is listening to my mother scream for Dallas Cowboy.. like they can hear her.. and the occasional threat of getting put out if I don’t stop cheering for Washington.. I was a Dallas fan when I didn’t know any better.. I really wish I could use emojis.. but anyway I’m riding with Carolina but I got love for Seattle too..

It’s just now 7:00 and I feel like my bed is calling me.. I always wonder why old people went to bed so early.. but I honestly believe their bodies starts to just shut down on them.. I’m not old but I tell you the truth.. I could close my eyes right now..

Kohen wanted to spend the night but I told him grandma is hurting to bad.. that’s the problem with chronic pain.. even the best grandmas have to say no sometimes..

Well tonight as you close your eyes.. remember how blessed you are.. and how today you made it.. even if it was just for a few moments of being outside your comfort zone.. you did it..

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The Extraordinary Life

imageA life peace, joy, fulfillment, hope, and purpose.. a life where all things are possible can only be experienced through Jesus Christ..

In order to be close to God.. we must know Him by spending time with Him.. in prayer, in word, in worship and in mediation..  we must communicate with Him our whole heart.. on a continuous basis.. We must know Him intimately.. we must take attention away from ourselves and focus totally on Him.. we must love Him with all our heart and letting Him love you with all of His..

The extreme intensity of your love must fade whether it be for a boyfriend, husband, wife, and even for God.. or we would never live through it.. the depth of it must grow.. and it needs to nurtured and deepen..

We need to read the Bible.. and we must receive His Son Jesus as our Savior.. and we must pray..

Prayer is simply communicating with God.. as you would a close friend.. prayer is baring your soul to the only One who can fix it..

It is to expressed through¬†worship and praise.. “Worship and praise is the purest form of prayer because it focuses our mind and souls entirely away from ourselves and on to Him. What it communicates is pure love, devotion, reverence, appreciation, and thankfulness to God. It’s exalting God for who He is. It’s communicating our longing for Him. It’s drawing close to Him for the sake of being close. When we worship God, we are the closest to Him we will ever be. That’s because praise welcome His presence in our midst.”

“God is He lives in our praise. He inhabits the praises of His people. “But You are holy, enthroned in the praise of Israel,” (Psalm 22:3) He’s a loving God who wants to be with us. And when we worship Him, He is.”

“When we praise and worship God, His presence comes to dwell with us. And the most amazing thing about that is when it does, things change. Lives change. Minds change. Attitudes change. Every time you praise God, something changes within you, or your circumstances, or in the people or situations around you.¬†We can’t see all that is being affected, but we trust that it is, because it is¬†impossible to touch the presence of God and there not be change. The reason for that is you are coming in contact with all that God is, and that will affect all that you are. Praise is the prayer that changes everything.”

 

 

“Quotes taken from book ” The Prayer That Changes Everything” Stormie Omartian.. Picture Pinterest

Who Will Speak

imageWho will speak for me.. ¬†I have no voice to speak for myself.. I lay awake at night thinking.. why is my belly growling.. I have looked all day .. and found nothing for my brothers and I to eat.. Who will speak for me.. I have no voice to cry out.. To defend myself against these men .. who look upon a child ¬†be it boy or girl.. to satisfy their sick desires so they come to my country.. a pedophile is what they are husbands and fathers, lawyers and doctors.. ¬†Who will speak for me .. I have no voice to cry out.. I have the scar¬†to show where I sold my kidney.. for money to feed my family.. they say it’s easy money.. that I have two and I only need one.. Who will speak for me.. I have no voice to cry out.. I’m only thirteen and here I am married and pregnant.. I don’t know how to be a wife .. I’m only a child, no rights as a woman.. I’m still a little girl.. why did this happen to me.. Who will speak for me.. I have no voice to cry out..imageAfrica babies..

 

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The Dumpster

imageI use to always wanna go dumpster diving.. but I could never get my kids to do it with me.. I heard of all the good stuff you find in dumpster.. in rich neighborhoods and college students.. but for the last three years..

I feel like I have been dumpster diving.. I am at the bottom of the dumpster.. and instead of diving .. I am drowning in my own garbage.. I had allowed fear and doubt to be thrown in my dumpster.. I look around and I see depression at the very top.. along with pain and anxiety.. I turned around and I see despair and hopelessness.. I turned to the other side and I see loneliness and unrest.. I look down at my feet and I see something shiny..

I really see can’t it.. ¬†so I get down on my knees and I see prayer.. and¬†I can reach it..

So I began to move stuff around.. and I see mercy¬†and grace¬†as they embrace me..to the side I see salvation¬†in His¬†hand and I grab it.. and I continue to move stuff there is forgivenesses¬†and I jump as it wraps itself around me.. I bump up against peace¬†that transcends all understand.. and the more I’m moving stuff around the closer.. I get to the top..

I thought I was moving stuff around.. but stuff was moving in me.. everything I needed to overcome..  all the trash that had been dumped into my dumpster.. the closer I looked the more I could see Jesus.. was still here with me at my lowest.. right in the dumpster with me..

What’s in your dumpster? Don’t give up just start moving stuff around..

Create

imageThe one thing a person wants most is to be in control of their own thoughts and actions.. Nobody wants to be vulnerable but yet it happens to even the strongest of us..

I create from my pain and move with the fact.. that I have been a willing participant in my own pain..

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The Land of the Free

imageThe United States this place I call home..  The land of the free and the home of the brave.. I was taught about a history.. I was not apart of.. I never knew where I came from.. all I heard was how the white Man discovered this.. and done such great things.. It would be years later that I would discover that the land of the free was built on the back of my ancestors.. I would learn that it was not discovered by Christopher Columbus but yet taken by him from the Indians..

The land of the free and the home of the brave.. was never meant for me to sang.. because I was never meant to be free.. I was meant to be a slave.. to work your fields.. stand on the auction block.. shown off like cattle with my private parts for the world to see.. my name was stolen and so was my body .. they even took my language and I was given a new one..

I was forbidden to love .. and truly be as man and wife.. because anytime Master desired me, my wife or child I could do nothing.. can you imagine me when the Master began to look upon my child with lustful eyes and there was no place for them to hide.. can you imagine my cry as I heard my scream for help.. and in agony I could do nothing but watch..  I had to surrender as a animals to Him.. we were not considered as humans with feelings like the white man.. we were consider less than..

We were not allowed to read and write because with knowledge came power.. and with power came fear of the slave.. of the black man.. with knowledge they could no longer us separated from each other.. we would become one in voice and strength..

So no this will never be the land of the free and the home of the brave.. it will always be a land built on the back of my ancestors .. and taken away from the brave..

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BACK at IT

Well I got this off Pinterest.. as you can see to help motivate me and I said why not share it on the blogosphere.. so here it is.. with me I was so use to fast weight lost.. I loved myself a diet pill but the problem with that without exercises.. are once I stopped exercising the weight came back..

imageI hope this will help me out thru the holidays.. especially the exercise part but I’m gonna push myself to walk everyday.. I started before by just taking it slowly.. and even breaking it up.. depending on how bad my back and legs were hurting.. I haven’t walked in three months for exercise.. when the grand babies came I got side tracked.. I know I can do it.. because I got to lose 30 lbs in 6 months.. and that’s more than achievable.. It’s just the getting started back like anything else is the hardest.. but I got to be right for the big 50.. yeah I’m gonna be talking about that a lot ..

I should have never stopped.. I would already be at my weight goal.. and just be exercising to maintain and get stronger.. oh well whatcha gonna do.. but get started ANGY..

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