This post might get a few women upset. But I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t piss a few folks off every now and again.
For me, a mother of three sons, the statement that makes my stomach churn as a parent and a woman is: “I’m raising my son so he will be a good mate for a woman.”
No! What they’re raising is the perfect man for them!
They didn’t find the perfect man so in their sick minds they are robbing their son’s from rights of passage. In efforts of being deemed a good woman for tailoring their son’s to be a good man for a woman such as them.
They have no clue that children should be showered with love and understanding; as they learn about themselves and the world around them.
Romance between a man and woman is a sacred moment. It’s a moment when two adults find common ground for love beyond what they first knew as children. It’s the moment when love is transformed into emotional fireworks and passion outside of what a mom can give. So, a man child should never be singled out and be fashioned to meet women’s criteria because his momma and or caregiver could not find a suitable partner.
Trust me when a man meets that special person she will have a few ideas of what’s romantic to her. And in the end it’s not what momma want it’s what our son’s and their significant partner want.
1st Corinthians 15:13 states: Do not be misled: “Bad company corrupts good character.”
Heavenly Father, thank you for this day. Your word says “Do not be misled: ‘Bad company corrupts good character.” Please help those that continue hanging out with people that aren’t good for them. Put your loving arms around them. Whisper in their ears that you love them and you want better for them. Open their eyes so they can see the true character of their so called friend(s). Give them your courage to leave and never look back. Amen
Stay on the path that the Lord your God has commanded you to follow. Then you will live long and prosperous lives in the land you are about to enter and occupy. ~Deuteronomy 5:33
Speak to my heart Lord. Your words have commanded me to follow a path you have divinely paved only for me. Help me Lord to stay on my path when the storms of life are raging, when I can’t see my way clear from the dust and I must walk alone. Give me your strength to journey on by giving me faith to believe in you; and hope by knowing I will live long and have a prosperous life in the land I will enter and occupy. Amen. Your Loving Daughter ~Annette
And in my case I must thank God. I wrote this post nearly 5 years ago. Back then I didn’t think I was a good enough writer because someone knew more about writing than I did. They had publicly embarrassed me. They told me I didn’t know how to write. Today! Who cares if I know how to write as long as I’m writing positive stuff and helping ordinary people learn to do extraordinary things. And so we’re moving forwards with learning sometimes we have inward discord and the Universe is always there to light a path to harmony.
My once story begins:
Geez! Last Saturday started off stressful. It was so stressful that I wanted to crawl back on the couch, bury my head underneath my quilt in hope time flew by! Do you know what I mean? Have you ever had one of those moments when it seems life sucks despite your successes?
Well before last Saturday I had made plans to have a work zone full of positive energy. Mind you there is only one employee. Me! And even though I am my only employee I still must have meetings. And my last meeting consisted of me telling self to be determine to have a productive work weekend. So I called a meeting with all the parts of my being earlier that week. I told them in no uncertain terms that we were going to work efficiently, effectively and in harmony on Saturday and Sunday. I really tried to make sure that each part of my person understood unity was the key to our personal and professional successes.
Yeah! Right! It was obvious that the message didn’t get through: Because like most jobs with more than one employee I could not bring each party to the table of cooperation. My soul and my spirit just could not agree on anything! Therefore, I had discord within the worker. So for the better part of my unproductive morning I worked in an atmosphere filled with stress until my soul began to pray.
And, yes, prayer does work. At least it works for me. Well any-who-how . . .
My soul told God we needed Him to take care of a business matter that was spiraling out of control. We needed Him to execute a plan that could bring peace within my person. Because everything about the situation had became uncomfortable.
And adding to my stress was the temporary feeling of being unsuccessful my spirit felt. Nothing like having a financial lost hover over your head as your feeling less than. Do you know what I mean? So, in my moment of feeling dejected my spirit began to grieve my soul.
Remember: Misery loves company. And what makes this old and wise cliche hard to digest is when a person (knowingly or unknowingly) spread discontent within themselves.
It was clear to see my spirit was mad, not angry, but mad over someone else’s successes! My madden state of mind prohibited my spirit from thinking rationally. Madness had suckered my spirit into believing we/I was not a blessed woman. Madness had clouded my spirit’s thoughts and made it ungrateful for the blessings that has been given and continue to be given in abundance.
Well [sigh] any-who-how, God saw the pathetic dilemma between my soul and spirit. When he heard my souls distressed voice and His love for the total me sent hope without delay.
God orchestrated everyone’s actions (including mine).
I made a phone call. Sadly the woman that got my call could not help me. Therefore, she transferred my called to someone that could. And that is when hope arrived on the scene. And I can surly understand why person was so good at what he did for a living that he quickly saw his company made an error. He brought the error to my attention. He then suggested that I make a claim to retrieve my money. He gave me a case number and bid me a good weekend.
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name, your kingdom come, your will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our debts as we also have forgiven our debtors. And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from the evil one. Matthew 6:9 – 13
Heavenly Father thank you for this day we have never seen before. Father God it’s Wednesday!
Lord today I want to pray for medical doctors everywhere. Lord, I’m asking that you be with them today and everyday. They are the heart of society. I’m asking that you give them wisdom to act upon on their patients needs. Amen
My 3rd great grandfather was a slaved and freed during his forties. After being freed he acquired over 600 plus acres of Louisiana land. That land is still being passed down from generation to generations. Sadly, as the family grows so does family discord over the land. It’s not enough to share among the descendants; and, as a result, greed has set in.
My husband and I own land in the southern part of Colorado. I’ve taken my great grandfather’s outlook on building wealth. I’ve studied his life and have learned that prosperity is built by hard work and often owning land.
The US government has given many American’s a windfall! That is really pennies from Heaven. And, unfortunately, many American’s will piss the money away. Should my husband and I get stimulus checks the money will be invested.
Heavenly Father, the day is coming to a close. Thank you for such a grand opportunity. The seconds, minutes and hours allowed me to research investment avenues. Father God, open my eyes and my understanding concerning building wealth. Help me make sound investment decisions with all that you bless me with. Amen
Lord, thank you for your grace and your mercy. Father, God, the world is still suffering from COVID-19. And, sadly, most Americans feel they are immune to the virus despite CDC’s warnings and government suggestions.
If we, Americans, don’t join together and set healthier boundaries beyond what officials have suggested it will change the face of America and the world forever. And it grieves me to learn that Black communities are being hit the hardest.
I don’t know why so many Black people won’t follow the rules. Including one of my own children. Or could it be that hospital’s are sending infected black people home, and, as a result, they are infecting others. And! It infuriates me to know my son lied to me to gain shelter. And, I allowed him back into the house after being places only you know of.
Please protect me and Michael from Kaleph’s foolishness. Michael and I are following the rules. We’re staying home. We’re practicing social distance. We’re concern about ourselves as well as others.
Lord, Black people are at the bottom of the list when it comes to receiving quality healthcare and barely on that list as being part of the human race. We deserve services to sustain life and lives. Yet, it always seem we’re last to receive fair treatment despite our stations in a world you created.
Lord, quicken the spirits of my people. Deliver those that suffer from delusional minds. Guide us! We need your help. Reports are showing we’re dying at records numbers. Show us how to protect ourselves, our loved ones, our friends and our family during these perilous times. Let there truly become unity in the black communities. Not because we are better or want more than other races but because we’re dying at record numbers. Amen