One of the things God is teaching me everyday is love. You may say, “This is simple. Its just an overwhelming feeling of affection for someone.” Yeah, I thought that too. In life, I thought you didn’t have to love everyone the same, because you don’t know everyone the same. Some relationships are deeper than others. And I cant just walk up to strangers and start hugging and whispering nice things to them…that’s weird right?? Its illegal! So, the Holy Spirit had to transform my definition of love to fit what God means.
I can’t tell you a time in my youth where I wasn’t afraid of something. I was afraid of a new school, new people, any kind of changes scared me. There are the obvious the things you grow up being afraid of like ghosts and Micheal Jackson (these are my fears). As I got older I grew out of the little fears, and the big ones set in. I was afraid of lack in finances, afraid of a broken heart, afraid of death, and afraid of failing in life, etc. I was in total frustration most of the time because of this four letter word. Continue reading ““Fear not!””
This world is full of different types of people. They all have different personalities and they all look different. People are great, but I was not a people person. I didn’t really like to get too close to people. People get all in your space and your business. Then,you have some people who are so nice that it makes you think they are crazy. You have to ask why are they so nice, because this world is dangerous. Oh, and last but not least, there are the people that just walk up and talk to you. Complete strangers! What school is that taught at? As soon as I would see them coming, I’m speed walking away. I’m not like that anymore. I’m probably one of those people I use to talk about now, but it took a while to get me to take the brick walls down.
I can remember being young and asking my mom for all these crazy things. When you’re young, you ask for everything. Piercings, tattoos, gold teeth, jewelry, all types of stuff. My moms would say, “Wait til you’re 18.” That was the end of the discussion. I was stuck waiting. I could’ve found away around her but I would’ve gotten what I wanted and been miserable trying to hide it.
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I’ve always heard the phrase, “You are what you eat?” But I never thought of myself to be a number 8 at McDonald’s. What’s so wrong with eating what you want? I don’t want to starve and die on an empty stomach. I’d rather go happy and full. That sounds bad right? In reality, I know food can do a number of harmful things to you depending on what you eat, how much you eat, and how often you eat. If you eat one large meal one time a day, your body stores it as fat. If you eat junk all through the day, you’ll never get any key nutrients for a healthy body. You won’t gain any muscle and probably be tired and lazy. Who wants that either?
Doing the right thing is not always easy. We fight everyday to do what we see is right by our moral standards. We help those who are less fortunate, sometimes. We may give a friend a ride in our car if they don’t have one, sometimes. We may even stop at the hospital to see a sick friend, sometimes. But is it enough? Enough for what?
God always amazes me . The more I learn about his character through His word. I’m just blown away by how much he cares about us and loves us. And I always pray, “God, help me to love like you.” That’s easier said then done. Looking at how God loves, It’s going to take me a while to get to that place. There are just some people in life that repeal love like bug spray. If you get to close to them they always end up hurting you.
I remember when I was pregnant with my son , I was always so sick. I didn’t he energy to do ANYTHING. Just nauseous and weak. My mom would call and check on me. “Kenisha, how are you? Still sick?” I would say, yeah mom and tired. She would ask to come by. I would say, ” Mom, I look a mess, I haven’t cleaned up.” She would ask me to come see her and I would give her a thousand excuses because it was exhausting getting me and my belly and my 1 year old daughter in the car. My mom understood. She is a mother of five girls so she sympathized with me. But when she did come over and see my house wasn’t so tidy, she would become Super MoM. She would cook, wash clothes, wash dishes, get the baby to nap, and sneak off before my husband came home from work. I would sit in the bed and yell to her not to do anything! I was so embarrassed, but she loved me and she just wanted to help.