Many, Lord my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare. Psalm 40:5
Heavenly Father, thank you for this day. Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in thy sight. Let me and all that that live praise you for your wonderful works. Let us shout thanksgiving to declare your deeds of love. Amen
For years I’ve known how to build a privacy fence. And, sadly, I was so enmeshed in my own life I never thought to build one for my mom. She would hire this person or that person to do odd jobs because it was what she wanted. Their work was poor quality. It was her house and her money. So I allowed her to live with the shoddy work. She was very happy with it! Now! She’s dead! And I’m having to clean up the mess! A month or so ago, I built this side fence.
Just look at that Ma and Pa Kettle fence! And! It has been like that for years! I even think someone tried to repair the thing! I would have never felt safe in that house. Not saying a fence is 100% crime deterrent but fences do make good neighbors.
As I worked on the side fence people would drive by or even walk by and act like they have never seen a black woman do renovation. One guy at Lowe’s was impressed with my skill level.
Back when I was way younger. I’d purchased a fixer upper.
My neighbor and I moved into our homes about the same time. He had a partner. They were always working on their house. I sat in my house crying to God about what I couldn’t do. Instead of asking God to show me how to do construction projects.
Finally my neighbor got tired of hearing my cries come through the window and he came over with a used ceiling fan and a drill. He gave me both with a lecture. That particular day my neighbor showed me how to change out light fixtures.
He said, “If you can’t afford to hire someone to do repairs or you don’t know how to do home repairs, you should not own a home.” His words were harsh and truth. From that day to this I have been doing most of my home repairs. And, I’m doing DIY projects just like the pros! Hell! I am a pro! lol
A couple of days ago I stopped at Arby’s for dinner. My sandwich was missing the important ingredient, cranberries. Adding insult to injury the guy was very rude when taking my order and the sandwich was dry. So I went to bed upset about wasting money, as I was very disappointed and still hungry.
The next night, I got home around 6 in the evening, again! I’d left my house around 8 that morning. I was tired from running errands. But! I got a ton of stuff done and product purchased for my mom’s house renovation. Well, any-who-how, I had nothing thawed for dinner. So! On the fly I made up this delicious and quick recipe.
This recipe is so easy that a kid can make it.
1 – 24 oz Traditional Barilla sauce
1 – 1lb chub/roll Jimmy Dean’s Hot Sausage
1/4 cup of diced yellow onion
1/2 teaspoon Lawry’s season salt
1/2 cup frozen collard greens
1 table spoon or less Bertolli light taste olive oil
Pasta – your choice, I used Barilla’s angel hair pasta.
Sauté sausage and onions in Bertolli’s light taste olive oil. My sausage was frozen. I thawed it in the microwave once for a minute. I didn’t want to cook my meat. After the meat and onions were almost done I added frozen greens. Let greens sauté with onions and sausage for about 5 minutes. Then add Barilla’s Traditional sauce and salt to taste. Allow mixture to simmer for about 30 minutes to allow greens to cook. Cook your favorite pasta and top it with this delicious sauce. Then yell dinner for those that can’t smell! Enjoy!
Good morning or good day! I got out of bed late today. I needed to write an online prayer but I couldn’t find the words. I pray every day all day, yet, when it comes to writing public prayers I struggle for words. So! As my soul scrambled to find words to write I scrolled upon Consuello’s prayer for today. BINGO! He always have the right words to offer up to God; therefore, I copied, pasted and shared his prayer, again. Let me thank my Heavenly Father for putting Consuello in my life, once again! Have a wonderful day!
Let us begin this Thursday morning in prayer! FATHER, let us not forget we walk by FAITH, and not sight nor our circumstances! Help us today stand on your word and your promises. You said seek first the Kingdom of God and all your righteousness and all things shall be added unto us. Let your Kingdom and word be the first thing we seek today. In Jesus’ Name, Amen!
I’ve suffered cruelly from the hands of those that claimed they loved me. I wanted to believe the lies. Better yet I needed to believe they loved me. And, so, I did! And time after time when I found my loving and lovely heart broken I blamed God. God, believe it or not, is an easy target for our misguided anger over life’s disappointments.
Proverbs 4:23-27, “Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. keep your mouth free of perversity; keep corrupt talk far from your lips. Let your eyes look straight ahead; fix your gaze directly before you. Give careful thought to the paths for your feet and be steadfast in all your ways. Do not turn to the right or the left; keep your foot from evil.”
God gives us a mental health care map to living peaceful lives. In His instructions He tells us how to deal with and avoid hurting people in Proverbs 4:23-27. We must understand staying busy doing good things help us live our best life.
PRAYER: Father God, this is a new day with your new mercy given to us because of your grace. Help us, help me, to live this day and everyday that’s productive in giving our lives value affirming we’re loved. Amen
When I was too hurt to pray prayers without complaining or feeling negative, God sent a prayer warrior my way. I’m not sure how Consuello Hodges ended up on my Facebook feed; however, his positive posts caught my attention and captivated my wounded soul. Today, may it be always, I’m grateful God saw my need and supplied a solution.
“Let us begin this week in prayer! Father, We’re listening for Your voice even in the midst of immense distractions. The world is spinning in hurt & uncertainty groaning for relief. We’re supposed to be the ones shining a light of hope not joining in the chaos. Help us be who you have called us to be this week. Please strengthen us! In Jesus Name. Amen.”
Yesterday morning I lost my second cell phone, again. As I searched my home that’s filled with stuff, my mind quickly raced back to the following night flight or fight emotion stemming from caring for my mom. But! My mind was fast to remind my soul that my mom died Friday, May 29, 2020.
Life’s funny. I can’t remember birthdays, sometimes I forget names and I always forget my wedding anniversary. Yet, I remember the day, time and date my mom died.
She meant the world to me despite our sometimes mother/daughter contentious relationship.
Somewhere along the way I’d learn to appreciate the gift she and she alone could give me, my life.
If my mom got nothing else right in her journey she was spot on when creating me and for that reason I was and am extremely grateful to her.
Sadly as she struggled to live I placed my life on hold to aid her in living. And when bitter days of resentment whispered in my ear I turned my attention to being grateful. Mainly, because I was grateful and I knew a day would come when she would transition from life to death.
Well, any-who-how, as I franticly searched the house for my phone, I realized no matter what people face they should always do something over the top for themselves every now and again.
Good morning to you! For the moment I’m not living my best life but my only life. I’m facing adversity on many fronts. Yet, I keep moving forwards. My hope and mindset seeks refuge in knowing I have the power to remove toxic people from my circle. Such a mental fire of assurance must be contained by wanting a favorable outcome. I’m learning never rush to remove people that stoke the fire for your successes quickly from your life. Everything and everyone can serve a purpose. Stay strong!
“returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.” Ecclesiates 9:ll KJV
I wrote this post in 2014! Sadly, it never made it to the light of day. I wonder why I never publish it? Oh, well, the Universe unearth it when it was needed. Let me be thankful for that!
I For days I have been searching for my book titled “Boundaries.” With it being misplaced I felt like I had lost a dear and devoted friend. My life seemed as if it was getting off course and I needed sound advice that I could trust. I needed reassurance that it was okay to live life with boundaries despite what others thought of me.
So, today, as I began cleaning off my desk guess what I found? My book! Yeah! I found my book! And now that I have found one of my spiritual lifelines I want to share a snippet of its content:
Remember the old saying, “insanity is genetic. You inherit it from your kids”? Well, boundaries aren’t inherited. They are built. To be the truth-telling, responsible, free, and loving people God wants us to be we need to learn limits from childhood on. Boundary development is an ongoing process, yet its most crucial stages are in our very early years, where our character is formed.
I was never taught to have boundaries. As a matter of fact, I was taught it was wrong to have them. Therefore, I became a doormat for everybody to step on. And more times than not, they cleaned their nasty dirty feet on my soul. Their cold and calculated actions showed each refused to acknowledge I was part of the human race. And, sadly, I must write I believed them! And when I put boundaries in place to keep people, messy people, on their side of life, I was told I was mean. The comment would cut me to the bone and blind me from seeing I was being manipulated.
Healthy and strong boundaries are set when you know your truth.