Modus Operandi

“And he sendeth forth two of his disciples, and saith unto them, Go ye into the city, and there shall meet you a man bearing a pitcher of water: follow him.” ~Mark 14:13

Intricate.  Precise.  Exact.  Intentional.  Those are only a few words that I can think of to describe God’s modus operandi, or His mode of operation — His “M.O.”.  God’s way of doing things are never coincidental.  In fact, I do not believe in coincidences.  Every thing happens for a reason, and with God, this is most true.

I am praising and thanking God right now for the little things that seemed so insignificant to me. 

Open Letter – Dear You (part 1)

This open letter is the result of a conversation I had in my head.  It is a conversation that I imagined having with someone who plays a big role in the dysfunction of a precious family I know.  Although the family’s situation is  different than my own, I can relate to the position the wife of this family is in.  Only because my past experience, though not the same, brought the same feelings of pain, hurt, and anger.  Out of those negative feelings, I did write my own letter at the time (years ago).  God has delivered me from such a place in life, but it does hurt me when others go through what I went through, or what this family goes through today.

As I had the conversation in my head, I thought it best to write it out and pen it here.  I truly believe that many can relate, and perhaps, some could very well be the target of the words I’m about to express. 

Everyone who is WITH you isn’t FOR you!

If you read any one of the three Synoptic Gospel writing accounts (Matthew, Mark, and Luke), you will find that there was always a large following of Jesus Christ.  In most cases, they were referred to as the “multitude”.  There were large crowds of people.  Most followed Jesus for good reason.  They wanted to learn more of Him, they wanted to be blessed, healed, delivered, forgiven.  They wanted everything that we today want from Jesus.

Yet, everyone in the crowd was not there for pure and innocent reasons.  The multitude was filtered with diversity, nay sayers, enemies, and those who wanted to destroy Him.

Why should life be any different for us?

When Christmas Isn’t Merry

As I take some time to write this on Christmas Eve, I realize that many people will go to bed tonight with lonely and hurt hearts.  It is after 11:00 pm and the sounds of my family are still echoing throughout the house.  I spent the evening cooking and baking, and my daughter Tiffanie helped me (somewhat).  Anaiah tried to get us all to play some games with her.  Jerry enjoyed watching television, laughing at funny movies, for he has a rare night off.  Then, they all got a taste of tomorrow’s dinner tonight!  They also dug into to the cakes that were baked.  I fussed at them, with love.

ARE YOU REALLY FREE?

“Battle” Champion Sherral Kahey of the Women of Success Toastmasters

I have a confession to make.  Way back in the day, back when I was a teenager, I once had a pen pal who was an inmate in some prison.  If you’re reading my blog, you probably remember what a pen pal was.  In fact, you probably  had pen pals yourself.  And some of you may  have even connected with inmates as well.

For me, I used to read, read, read.  Loved reading books and magazines.  I always thought that I would indeed end up writing for a magazine.  At least, I wanted to.  I’ve been dreaming of being a contributor for Essence magazine for as long as I can remember. 

MOVIE REVIEW: SEVEN POUNDS

Will Smith in Seven Pounds

I had the pleasure of watching the new Will Smith movie, Seven Pounds, this past weekend.  To read a full synopsis & more on the movie, click here.  It is my desire to share my insight and not to reveal the movie’s content.  Mostly because for me, personally, to read so much about a movie before seeing it for myself spoils it.  So keep that in mind before you go to the site I’ve given you in the above link.

I usually do not read or watch reviews before watching a movie. 

LIFE SHOULD BE LIVED

It has been a rollercoast of emotions this week for me.  It has gotten so that I don’t know what to expect each day.  So far, after arising in good spirits, I have received news of two deaths.  One of my friends, Michael Sears (read my blog post “I Heard The Bells” and listen to my voice blog “For Everything There is a Season”), and the other of Mrs. Jones (read my blog post “No Regrets”) who is part of my husband’s family.  All very sad.  My prayers remain with the Sears and Jones families. 

On the other hand, I’m feeling happy because God is blessing me in ministry.  Allowing me to be a blessing and impacting others in a positive way.  Allowing His light to shine through me.  God is using me as His vessel, as His instrument.  This is all that I desire in life.  It really is.  I don’t ask for much.  I don’t need much.  I just want to be a blessing.

SEE MY SISTER SOAR

This is a poem I wrote back in 1996. Yep, literally twelve years ago.  Seems like only yesterday.  I was inspired by a number of powerful and strong women to write it.  Today, I feel compelled to share it again, because my sisters are still soaring!  God has blessed me to remain in the presence of soaring sisters.  I dedicate this to all of you.

I Heard the Bells Today

I am pretty sad right now.  Got news earlier that a former co-worker from New Orleans died today.

IT’S SNOWING!

This definitely is not my first time seeing snow, but it does always amaze me when I do.  We’re not accustomed to snowy weather here in the South.  Frankly, I only like the beauty of the snow, but not the reality of it.  As I am typing, at 8:36 am on Thursday, December 11, 2008, it is snowing pretty heavily.