Inspirational Fridays: Sisters Episode 1: Strawberries

If you are having a bum of a day you gotta watch this video!  It will keep you in laughing for hours!  My question is “Does anyone really converse like this?”  Laughter!

Saturday Funnies: Steve Harvey’s Dad Monster Makeover Gone Wrong

This is the saddest but cutest video of a dad trying to fit in with family fun!  It really does make you say, “Awh.  Poor kids.  Poor dad.”

 

Granny’s Wisdom: Children are Precious Gifts

Natisha Hillard

Yesterday an article about a child molestation case came across my Facebook feed.  I would like to write that the case is and was an isolated situation, but I cannot write such because sexual crimes against children are on the rise.  And sadly the victim in this particular case was 4 months old when she became sexually exploited. Sickening!  Right!

What logical adult would have sex with an infant?  What rational human-being would want to have sex with children?  And the most important question:  What type of mother would give her permission for her child or children to be sexually used?

Anyone that would consider having sex and have had sex with a child has fallen away from the moral blueprints of humanity.  Because crimes against defenseless people are horrible!  But crimes against children are shamefully horrific!

And when a mother is negligent in protecting her young it goes against the laws of nature.  Maternal instincts should always trump foolish thoughts!  Maternal instincts should be so strong that women act like civilized “mama bears” when they feel their young being threaten.

And this ‘mama bear’ finds the story of Natisha Hillard‘s inconceivable actions as a woman and mother baffling!

Who is Natisha Hillard?  Too me, she’s a beautiful young black female with a pretty name that has made one of the worst mistakes any woman and or mother can make (outside of killing her young).  Her story is disturbing and very bone chilling.  She sold her infant daughter to a man who has a nefarious appetite for infants and child pornography.

She met the creep online!  And from the sounds of things she didn’t hesitate in selling him her infant for five hundred dollars.  And worse yet, she stood by and watch the crime take place!  To me her actions states, “She was also sexually stimulated by watching a child, her child, being molested!”

It’s a sad day for humanity each time people such as Natisha loses touch with what it means to be human.

Sexual crimes against infants should be punishable by death.  I do believe in the state of Louisiana sexual exploitation of a minor 12 years old and younger carries a mandatory death penalty.  And for sex offenders that do not live in Louisiana to ask the courts for leniency is asinine!  Especially since they are not facing death!

Words of wisdom from an older woman to younger women:

Children are irreplaceable!  The quality of life is priceless!  And to take either or both for granted is wrong.

Inspirational Fridays: Are You A Carrot, Egg, or Coffee Bean?

Are You A Carrot, Egg, or Coffee Bean

(Author Unknown)

Photo taken from: www.revivedkitchen.com
Photo taken from: http://www.revivedkitchen.com

A young woman told her mother about her life and how things were so hard. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed that as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She then pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me, what do you see?”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. She then asked her to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg. Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.

The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, Mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity — boiling water — but each reacted differently. The carrot went in

Photo taken from:  www.newhealthguide.org
Photo taken from: http://www.newhealthguide.org

strong, hard and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. However, the ground coffee beans were unique. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Photo taken from:  www.treasurecoastcoffeetrader.com
Photo taken from: http://www.treasurecoastcoffeetrader.com

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor of your life. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate to another level?

How do you handle adversity? Are you changed by your surroundings or do you bring life, flavor, to them?

SO…..ARE YOU A CARROT, AN EGG, OR A COFFEE BEAN?

Granny’s Wisdom: Do Not Wear Out Your Welcome

This is my second cousin, Felicia Hayes, and my grandmother, Queen Hayes.
This is my second cousin, Felicia Hayes, and my grandmother, Queen Hayes.

I wonder how many people have heard the phrase “do not wear out your welcome.”  Hum . . . I first heard the expression from my grandmother when I was young.

Back when I was once a kid, and a know-it-all, it seemed my late maternal grandmother would always say those words to my cousins, my siblings and me.  I’m not sure how my family members took her wisdom; but back when I was a child I thought my grandmother was old, uncaring, uneducated, mean-spirited, and truly out of touch with the mental and emotional needs of the young.  [chuckle]

I can remember as if it was yesterday sassing her for this or that.  But nothing stands out more than the time she would not let me go over to my cousin’s house as often as I wanted.   And, sadly, it was late into my adult years before I understood the meaning ‘do not wear out your welcome.’

As I’m looking back on things and reflecting upon how I dismissed her words of caution, I now understand why my life was filled with heartaches.

I hate to admit to myself but I deserved all the bumps I got from being hardheaded; and my self enlightenment really makes me feel foolish about things I had blame on others.

Well, any-who-how . . . It was by divine revelation I found the phrase in the Bible one day.  I was shocked!  It was amazing to read that God gives his children the same warning!

Seldom set foot in your neighbor’s house– too much of you, and they will hate you. Proverbs 25:17

The message I get from this passage is:  don’t be so darn clingy!  Get a life!  Explore parts of your life without others.  Enjoy family when can.  And remember a bit of you goes a long ways.

I’m coming to terms with my granny’s wisdom.  My grandmother has passed but her words live on.  And each day that I live I think about her abrasive and unharness wisdom.  I’m learning she was indeed the smartest woman I will ever know and most of all she loved me.

Vocabulary Mondays: surreptitiously

Lilly's Wedding Quilt2Recently, I purchased a new Amish love story by Kelly Long.  She’s a new author for me.  But I needed something to read and enjoy during moments of downtime.  And the title Lilly’s Wedding Quilt intrigued me.  So it was plucked off the shelf and placed into my basket with great anticipation for a romantic adventure.  But my limited vocabulary has made it hard for me to enjoy the book.  As I reflect upon my frustrations in having to stop reading to look for the meanings of words I probably will never use I find my behavior childish.  Honesty, I feel my juvenile outlook during reading this book keeps me stagnant in building my vocabulary.  So to keep me interested in reading what seems to be a great novel I have decided to use the words I do not know on Vocabulary Mondays.

Word:  surreptitiously

Part of Speech:  adjective

Meaning from Dictionary.com:

  1. obtained, done, made, etc., by stealth; secret or unauthorized; clandestine: a surreptitious glance.  
  2. acting in a stealthy way.
  3. obtained by subreption; subreptitious.

Word usage in “Lilly’s Wedding Quilt”:  “She blinked her eyes, licking surreptitiously at a splat of rain that dripped past her mouth, then spoke the first thing that came to her mind.”

HBO’s Documentary On A Single Mother Living Paycheck to Paycheck

Starts tonight!  I’m pulling for the single mom in this show.  I’m hoping she can turn things around as she continues to provided for children.  I don’t have HBO; therefore, I can’t watch it.  So, again, I wish this young woman all the best!  For those of you that do have HBO keep me posted.

The Prayers of Black Women: Prayer For Those That Talk Too Much

The Man With Leprosy
(Luke 5:12-14)

Artist:  Henry Lee Battle
Artist: Henry Lee Battle

¹²While Jesus was in one of the town, a man came along who was covered with leprosy.  When he saw Jesus, he fell with his face to the ground and begged him, “Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean.”  ¹³Jesus reached out his hand and touched the man.  “I am willing.” he said.  “Be Clean!”  And immediately the leprosy left him.  14Then Jesus ordered him, “Don’t tell anyone, but go, show yourself to the priest and offer the sacrifices that Moses commanded for your cleansing, as a testimony to them.

Lord, some people talk too much because they want other’s to hear their “know it all” speeches;  then again some people talk too much because of nerves chatter; and, then, Lord, some people talk too much because of self-absorption.  But this prayer is for those that talk to much because of emotional and mental pain that overflows into their daily conversations.

Lord, help the person that is in emotional or mental pain to see that you enter into their lives everyday.  Lord help them to understand you know their spirits are filled with worries.  Let them know Lord they are no different from the man with leprosy when it comes to your unyielding love for your creation.  Lord, allow them to feel your presence; and gently convey to their spirits that you stand waiting to heal their brokenness.  Lord, give them the words to ask in prayer for guidance and healing as they create a dialogue between you and them.

I am asking for you to do these things Lord because:  I have found those that unwittingly share life experiences have been greatly wounded.  And because of their sorrows I come humbly before your Throne of Grace.  So, once again, Lord, I am asking for divine healing for those that talk too much as they try to ease their emotional and mental pains.  Lord, I ask that they find a true friend in you.  Lord, I pray that you begin to peel the layers of untold anguish from their unconscious minds.  Exposing their raw emotions for what they are as you help them to deal with each heartache privately.  For in lessening their spiritual suffering they can find hope.  And in finding hope they will find wisdom in who to share your blessings among and their tribulations with.

Your Loving Daughter,
Annette

A Letter to Jahi McMath Family

Photographer:  Unknown
Photographer: Unknown

As a mother and a humanitarian I can only imagine the heaviness of your hearts.  Death is not easy to emotionally and mentally digest.  The news of a loved ones’ passing seems to eat away at the soul-searching for understanding.  Understanding no words of comfort expressed can give because grief is an individual spiritual process.  And since it was a healthy child and a member of your family that died the search for understanding is all the more vital.  And I’m sure you have heard the following words more than you care to hear them:  The death of a child is so unnatural.

I don’t want my thoughts to sound callous because I really do understand your sorrow; but it just seems the statement “The death of a child is so unnatural” are meaningless words when there are no answers to explain a tragic parting.  No parent or grandparent should outlive their child or grand-children.  So, truly, my heart goes out to each of you as individuals and a family group because you were left without the opportunity to say last goodbyes to Jahi.

The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained.

To my family, friends, loved ones, and readers:

I am asking you to share my post.  Not because I need followers but the McMath family will need financial help for final expenses once Jahi is taken off life support.  You can give at: http://www.gofundme.com/team-jahi.

Today, Monday, December 23, 2013, the judge will make a decision for the fate of her earthly remains.  You can follow the story at:  http://www.ktvu.com/news/news/local/girl-left-brain-dead-after-tonsil-surgery-being-ta/ncMgG/

 

 

Saturday Funnies: Key & Peele “Black Republicans”

It’s not a secret among my family and friends that I am a black Republican.  Most black people who are Democrats ask me, “What the hell are you thinking?”  And as usual I respond with laughter as they stand there ready to aggressively argue politically.  Sadly they forget I have the same freedoms as they to choose whatever.   However, this morning a friend sent me this video via email.  I thought it was priceless and filled with humor.  And I enjoyed the video for so many reasons.  My only hope in sharing this video is that others will see the humor in political nitpicking.  Have a great rest of the weekend everyone!  –Annette