I Can Teach You How to Think But I Can’t Tell You What to Think

Love Letters to My Black Son's

Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. ~Philippians 4:8

find your way . . .It has been more than a decade since I took a course titled “Critical Thinking.”  Strangely during this time I questioned my ability to reason with sound logic.  My soul longed for character building substance that denoted I was a person of excellence; but I was a young woman making foolish decisions.  Sadly, I had no one to teach me how to think.  Instead I had people telling me what to think.

Their thoughts were not my thoughts.  Because of my youth their thoughts only confused me as a young woman and hindered my search for truths that characterized my existence.  As a result I had sex too young, got pregnant too…

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Vocabulary Mondays: fastidious

Artist:  Artis Harrison
Artist: Artis Harrison

Word:  fastidious

Part of Speech:  adjective

Meaning:  excessively particular or critical; hard to please

Word Usage:  Grant is a FASTIDIOUS dresser, he’ll wear clothing only from the best designers.   (GRE Vocabulary Flashcards)

 

Prayers of Black Women: Great is Thy Faithfulness

Photo by A. A. Harrison
Photo by A. A. Harrison

Lord there are so many social issues to pray for that I’m not sure which one I should bring to your feet this morning.  There is the issue of HIV among the porn stars.  There is the issue of homosexual’s committing suicide because of personal fears.  There are the social issues of gun control in America. Lord as you can see from my small prayer list, that could easily grow, there is a need for you.

Lord as you know I started this prayer last week after coming home from church.  Pastor Robert Gelinas spoke on Your mercy.  He mainly spoke from the book of Jonas.  He talked about how people want your mercy but often hate when you extend the same mercy to those deem unworthy.  With great surprise the end of his sermon took a tailspin.  He held up a rock and said it represented people who had not forgiven themselves.

Lord as you saw I sat listening in bewilderment.  It was then I realized I was Jonas.  I had not forgiven myself for becoming a teen-mom.  I had not forgiven myself for countless other things I had done with the life you gladly gave me.  Lord so long ago, I realized I had wasted and was wasting my life.  I’m sorry!  Please forgive me for wasting the life you created before you formed it in the belly of my precious mom’s womb.  Please stop me from living a life of regret.  Please help me to live in the footsteps you ordered for me.  Please help me to be a gift given back to the greatest gift giver.  Lord, let me be a wonderful gift for you!

Lord this morning someone woke up unsure about life.  Lord, I pray that you give this person a dream or a new dream with new hope.  Lord, I pray that you help them to learn to put one foot in front of the other.  Lord, I pray that you help them to understand “a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” Lord, I pray that they realize the cliché I just used apply to all aspects of life.  But more so Lord, I pray they understand “Great is Thy faithfulness.”

Lord help those that have contracted HIV.  Give them your peace that surpasses all human understanding.  Lord help those that have confesses in their hearts that they are homosexual.  Lord help those that own guns and those that don’t own guns to come to mutual agreements.  But most of all Lord help the world to know ‘Great is Thy faithfulness.”

  • “Great is Thy faithfulness,” O God my Father,
    There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
    Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
    As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.
  • “Great is Thy faithfulness!” “Great is Thy faithfulness!“
    Morning by morning new mercies I see;
    All I have needed Thy hand hath provided—
    “Great is Thy faithfulness,” Lord, unto me!
  • Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
    Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
    Join with all nature in manifold witness
    To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
  • Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
    Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
    Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
    Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

Source: http://www.hymnal.net/hymn.php/h/19#1#ixzz2ezjVFEMV

 

You’ve all got me thinking…..Really!!!

I was very honored that this veteran blogger mentioned me in his post today! I thought I would share his thoughts concerning my views on a post he wrote yesterday. Enjoy!

Culture Monk

youve got me thinking

by Kenneth Justice

~Have you ever started out on a trip and found yourself somewhere entirely unexpected? Much of my life has turned out this way; I think I am headed in a particular direction but often find myself somewhere I didn’t plan on.

Sometimes this is good; like if you head to the grocery store to buy food for dinner but suddenly find yourself eating a meal at a cafe in Paris

Sometimes this is bad; like if you left your wife and children back home in Great Britain and find yourself eating at that cafe in Paris….while the wife and children are still waiting for you to bring dinner home!

Yesterday’s blog post turned out that way;

I’m closing in on a year of being away from the rehab clinic and yesterday I thought I’d share a story about one of my clients….but then as I started reading…

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The Prayers of Black Women: A Kiss from Heaven

The Prayers of Black Women: A Kiss from Heaven.

The Prayers of Black Women: A Kiss from Heaven

4213264-261659-vector-illustration-of-a-breast-cancer-pink-ribbon-treeYesterday a friend posted on Facebook she had to cut her long beautiful hair.  Apparently this has been a year that has tried her soul.  Medically she has opted for chemo and feels she is hanging onto life as she knows it.

Within her personal message she wrote she didn’t want us to feel sorry for her; but it is hard to be joyful when your friend is fighting to live.  It is even harder to be joyful when the illnesses of others make you question your own mortality.  So today I wrote a prayer for her and it is called “A Kiss from Heaven.”

A Kiss from Heaven

A kiss from Heaven is what I prayed for you.
I wanted you to know that God will see you through.
He knew you would lose your hair,
But a kiss from Heaven will show His care.

A kiss from Heaven is what I prayed for you.
I asked for God to kiss you at half-passed two.
God said He has already kissed you
And I know His kiss will heal you too.

A kiss from Heaven is what I ask for God to do,
So you will see His love shining through.
I asked that He give your skin a glow
So you will know He still runs the show.

A kiss from Heaven is what I prayed for you.
When I felt you might become a tad thin too.
I want God to let you know you are going to win,
Because He gives you courage from within.

A kiss from Heaven is what I prayed for you.
So when you feel down with sorrow
I want God to let you know He holds your tomorrows.
A kiss from Heaven is what I’m praying for you.

Inspirational Fridays: Aging With and Without Regrets

As my sister celebrated her birthday this year she was and is unquestionably delighted to turn 50. I on the other hand did not look forwards to turning another year older.  Yet my 52 birthday was creeping closely and did manage to arrive on scheduled.   My birthday is never late!   Honestly, I really wish after I had turned 30 my birthday would come around once every 10 years.

It appears my regretful and wounded soul continues to look for the life that was lost so long ago.

My person questions all of life’s ambitions, my life’s ambitions, to a point where I’m silently asking the following:  What makes the aging graceful and ready to grow older and old?  What makes the aging mean and bitter as they do grow older and old?  And what will I become as I age and my physical beauty continues to fade?  Will I be a sweet old woman that has few regrets?  Or will I become an old bag of bitter bones that is mean because I failed to live my life to its fullest?

Truthfully, I would say at this point I am becoming by default ‘an old bag of bitter bones that is mean because I failed to live my life to its fullest.’

Are you shocked at my brutal conclusion of my self awareness examination?  Are you shocked that I can be as truthful about what I inwardly harbor?  Don’t be shocked because there are other’s just like me.  Perhaps you are like me.  Maybe you are worse than me.  But it is never too late for us to change the course of our lives as long as we continue to breathe hope.

At this moment my beloved Colorado is under flood watch.  Because of flooding many of the smaller cities and towns have been force to evacuate. Lives are being uprooted by force of nature and people have to take shelter of safety in unfamiliar places.  Uncertainty about the course of their lives looms over the evacuees’ heads as they wait for the storm to subside.

After carefully watching video footage of flooding areas in Colorado I have come to the conclusion, it is the amount of life’s storms and their surges that determines if we will age gracefully or bitter.

And regrettably sometimes our personal lives from beginning to end are under flood watch or in the eye of the storm.

At least my life is consistently under storm watch; and often my poor choices continue to place me in the midst of raging floods.  And, since, I didn’t know how to swim to safety I have found myself spiritually and emotionally drowning over and over again.  As a result, I regret a few things I have done, moreover, my biggest regrets are the things I failed and continue to fail to do; therefore, for me aging is a big reminder how I wasted my talents and my life.

With remorse I must write, my life [outside of my children] was squandered on people and things that could not validate my existence.  In a nutshell, I confess, I spent the majority of my life looking for validation from people who had never been validated themselves.   So when I turned 50 I felt life was over for me.  I felt nothing about me depicted a life of success and that included the children I dearly love.

But as I continue on this journey we call life, every day I am reminded people age 50 and over that are living wonderful lives with little to no regrets.  And Lillie McCloud is one of those people.  She is an amazing singer.  She has an amazing outlook about her life.  She does not regret putting her singing career on hold to raise her children.  At the age of 54 she feels now is her time to fulfill her dream.  I just love her confidence during her X Factor audition.  She selected the right song. She wore the right outfit. Her persona said what she stated “I’m here to win” as she sang Cece Winans’ song “Alabaster Box.” Everything about Lillie says age 50 is where it’s at!  Check her out: