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First Class or Nah? I'm Just Sayin!

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 8 Sep 2015 12:11:00 -0400

Don't look for others to build you up when you constantly tearing people apart. When you stop pushing maybe others will stop pulling away. I'm Just Saying!

Who said you can have that married person? What God joined together let no man put asunder! That means keep your desperate wanna be housewife in the projects until that married person is legally available. You are like roaches, unwanted bug sneaking around for crumbs. I'm Just Sayin!

Everyone wants to be a model but not everyone has the look to be one. One must know the moves, the atmosphere you're trying to develop, the camera, and where the lighting is. Taking pictures in your bathroom or a filthy room doesn't required a contract but it does cry for a housekeeper to clean up after a thot! Ma'am please sit on down and read a book perhaps a book that will guide you on cleaning. I'm Just Sayin!

Which leads me to the this........I'm sick of looking a but shots. Put your clothes on! Nothing is for the imagination these days. If you spend as much time as you do taking body shots you might just catch you a husband. Showing your a%& will attract and a%&. I'm Just Sayin!

Final thoughts:
Learn to love yourself enough to know what your value and self worth is. If you don't know how can a man know. You teach a person how to treat you. Treat yourself first class and you'll attract a first class man. I'm Just sayin!

Sincerely,

America and Mental Illness

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Fri, 4 Oct 2013 13:13:00 -0400

Normally I don't blog about the latest and greatest news I see on television or in the newspaper, however I felt the urge to write about yesterday's event (October 3. 2013) concerning the Capital White House killing of 34 year old Miriam Carey.

I find it ironic that a woman who was clearly not in her right mind would endanger herself or daughter, at the very place of people who is in power that refuse to treat or help those with mental illness. Before you say there is help available, clearly its not. I can honestly tell you that where I live they have closed down the hospitals, centers and therapy places needed for all who is living with some type of mental illness. Many of them can't afford private therapy so they are left to wander the streets where business owners will most likely call the cops because they simply don't want to be bother. Many of them end up in jail as a solution to help them. How does it help? Our very own children are suffereing with mental some sort of mental illness and we think the solution is more drugs for them to take but yet we don't want to admit or recognize that a problem is brewing. No wants to be label "crazy" or "loco" so we just brush mental illness aside in hopes that no one will ever know. I have heard so many people down play that postpartum depression is related to having a baby and that the mother is only tired from giving birth. Miriam Carey had a history of postpartum depression and at one time, according to her mother had been hospitalized in the past.

What made Miriam do it? I don't know but I can say that we ask Americans have gotten our priorities wrong. Why do we worry about other countries when we have a war here at home? There are people who are on drugs my mind can't even phantom and our government knows about it and does nothing. We fight other battles very well but lose the war at home every time the media reports another school shooting, or drug bust pr someone like Miriam making the news.

Miriam had a promising career and seemed to have lived a luxury life (nice car, condo and job) but inside she seemed so broken and shattered. Why would make such a drastic decision with her daughter in the car. Make no mistake about it, I am not condoning her actions because she made a bad decision while jeopardizing her daughter's life. The cops shooting at her with her child in the car is clearly wrong in every way. I don't care how you spin it, they should not have fired their weapons. They could have tried flattening her tires and more barricades or something. Americans are so quick to fire a gun. Look around you at the number of school shootings http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_school_shootings_in_the_United_States! Very alarming! This isn't about gun control in this blog post however, I will say that America is nuts about their weapons and a person with mental illness and a gun is one to watch out for. I'm just saying!

We need to see the big picture people. Things as we knew it are no more. People are turning against people. Police are quick to shoot their firearm. Hate is alive and it is demonstrated right in front of us......Congress vs the President. All I know is that NO ONE is safe, including our children!

It's sad that this young woman had to die and have this attach to her name. What will her daughter think and feel as she grows into being a teenager and she learns how to Google her mom's name on the internet? What about the peer pressure she will face and the long list of "what if's" to follow? Whatever good her mother Miriam had will be a distant memory to the world who knew of her only yesterday. Her family and friends will have to remember this tragedy, especially her daughter. This child will need therapy to deal with the images of the last time she spent with her mom on that dreadful day. Can you imagine putting your child in the middle of a horrific scene that seems to be made only for television and not real life? Can you imagine being killed right in front of your child? I can't. What legacy are we leaving behind for our families and love ones? My heart aches for this child and yours should too! Regardless of what her mother actions were this child is innocent. Find it in your heart to pray for those suffering with any type of mental illness. May God keep this baby in his arms as she now grows up motherless.

Sincerely,

Disclaimer: This is the opinion of the writer. The topics are not designed to hurt, bring pain but to deliver another way of thinking and opinions that is designed to help build a person up. Keep in my mind that I write what I experience from my culture! If you find that my writings offend you, this isn't the blog for you. Keep it moving by clicking the mouse ! I'm Just Saying!

The Clock is Ticking......

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Thu, 5 Sep 2013 08:56:00 -0400

Hillary Clinton died and went to Heaven. St. Peter was giving her a tour of Heaven when she noticed that there were dozens of clocks on the wall. Each clock displayed a different time of day.

When she asked St. Peter about the clocks, he replied, ''We have a clock for each person on earth and every time they tell a lie the hands move. The clock ticks off one second each time a lie is told.'' Special attention was given to two clocks. The clock belonging to Mother Teresa has never moved, indicating that she never told a lie. The clock for Abraham Lincoln has only moved twice. He only told two lies in his life. Hillary asked ''Where is Bill's clock?''

St. Peter replied, ''Jesus has it in his office... he's using it as a ceiling fan.'''

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What is your clock saying about you?

Sincerely,

In His Sandals

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Thu, 29 Aug 2013 07:00:00 -0400

Poem I love and wanted to share. Thanks Louis Gander who wrote it!!! Enjoy!

In His Sandals

I cannot serve two masters. I serve, but only one,
for if I love some sinfulness, I hate God's only Son.
Could I walk in His sandals? Do I really understand?
Of what would it encompass? Of what would it demand?

Could I put up with some abuse, and could I humbly be,
a whipping board of insults, for all to scoff at me?
Could I withstand a whipping? Tell me, would I know,
the pain down in my open wounds, torn flesh from every blow?

Could I, but bear the privilege - to be a king renowned,
my face stained in bloody streaks from such a thorny crown?
Would I know the cost of love, and God's most precious grace,
or would I simply think of me, and hate the human race?

Could I endure the anguish, as ropes bind hands and feet,
knotted up so tightly that - I'd give in to defeat?
There on my back, could I stare at - a spike set on my skin,
then watch them take a heavy stone, and slam it deep within?

Oh, I'd know what's coming next - I'd clench my other fist.
Could I endure another nail - or would I just resist?
When tortured even further, could pain be so complete,
when to the cross I'm nailed with - another through my feet?

Slowly ropes raise cross and I. The base slides in the hole.
Then in ghastly, horrid pain, would that jerk shake my soul?
And there I'd hang, alone up high - for all to mock and hate.
Could I endure the anguish then? Can I, to that relate?

Could I survive for hours, in pain and endless shame?
Would I ask Gods forgiveness - for those that I could blame?
Could I die for ALL the world - their sinful sacrifice -
and know that few would love me? Would that, for me, suffice?

Would my final miracle call for a heavenly host?
Or would I yield to Father's will and then give up the ghost?
Hate and anger would not end - the sword would pierce my side....
Oh, would I slip away and hide? Which way would I decide?

His sandals are too large to fill. His time, so long ago,
and Heaven - much too far away, while I'm down here below.
But could I wear His sandals - if I was called upon,
and are my trials greater that - I'd gladly put His on?

He demands my little faith. He holds no speck of wrath,
when He's a lamp unto my feet - a light unto my path.
Yes, I wear His sandals - for I've been called upon,
and faithful every morning I - slip them boldly on.

This poem may explain it - but who truly understands?
For every sin that we commit puts nails through Jesus' hands....
We cannot serve two masters. We serve, but only one.
We have to hate all sinfulness, to love God's only Son.

~Louis Gander

Sincerely,

Big Rocks

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 28 Aug 2013 07:00:00 -0400

This story is dear to me. It was emailed to me and I found it very helpful especially since the big rocks in my life has not fit in my jar. Worrying about the small stuff is unnecessary, and not called for. So, I will do better in my thinking to keep it from stinking. Enjoy and be blessed from the story!!!

The Big Rocks
One day, an expert in time management was speaking to a group of business students. To drive home a point, he used an illustration those students will never forget. As he stood in front of the group of high powered overachievers he said, "Okay, it is time for a quiz." Then he pulled out a one-gallon, wide-mouthed Mason jar and set it on the table in front of him. Then he produced about a dozen fist-sized rocks and carefully placed them, one at a time, into the jar. When the jar was filled to the top and no more rocks would fit inside, he asked, "Is this jar full?"

Everyone in the class said, "Yes." The management expert asked, "Really?" He reached under the table and pulled out a bucket of gravel. Then he dumped some gravel in and shook the jar causing pieces of gravel to work themselves down into the space between the big rocks. Then he asked the group once more, "Is the jar full?" By this time the class was on to him. "Probably not," one of them answered. "Good!" he replied. He reached under the table and brought out a bucket of sand. He started dumping the sand in the jar and it went into all of the spaces left between the rocks and the gravel. Once more he asked the question, "Is this jar full?" No!" the class shouted. Once again he said, "Good." Then he grabbed a pitcher of water and began to pour it in until the jar was filled to the brim.

At this point he looked at the class and asked, "What is the point of this illustration?"

One eager beaver raised his hand and said, "The point is, no matter how full your schedule is, if you try really hard you can always fit some more things in it!"

"No," the speaker replied, "that's not the point. The truth this illustration teaches us is: If you don't put the big rocks in first, you'll never get them in at all."

What are the 'big rocks' in your life? GOD. Your children; Your loved ones; Your education; Your dreams; A worthy cause; Teaching or mentoring others; Doing things that you love; Time or yourself; Your health; Your significant other. Remember to put these BIG ROCKS in first or you'll never get them in at all. If you sweat the little stuff (the gravel, the sand) then you'll fill your life with little things you worry about that don't really matter, and you'll never have the real quality time you need to spend on the big, important stuff (the big rocks).

So, tonight, or in the morning, when you are reflecting on this short story, ask yourself this question: What are the 'big rocks' in my life?

Start with God... and put that rock in the jar first.

Sincerely,

Are We Too Busy?

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 27 Aug 2013 07:00:00 -0400

Are We Too Busy?
I would like think that I always time for God but that would be a lie. I am always doing something and I don't always stop and give God my time, the time he deserves. Even when I am in this church all week I walk into sanctuary and pray all the way to the other end. I don't stop and reflect on His goodness like I use to. Nothing is more important than paying dues where they are owed. I owe God! It's just that simple. So......I vow to begin my devoted behavior in prayer right now. So until we meet again, here is poem written by Leona Miller. Enjoy! P.S. Go pray and give your time to God! I'm Just Saying!

Are We Too Busy?
Another beautiful sunrise is shining,
And casts sparkles among the trees,
The sun rises higher each moment,
Have we taken time, upon our knees?

Do we hurry through, with God, in Prayer....
So we can rush about, this day?
Do we take time....for others, to care?
Or, are we "too busy"....to even Pray?

The way of Life goes so much better,
If we spend time with our Father,
Remember Jesus...and ask for Guidance,
And always Praying, daily, for one another.

How quickly the day comes to an end,
And the sun sinks...in the Western sky,
God Loves us...and walks with us,
And He will be with us...when we die.

~Leona I. Miller

Sincerely,

I Refuse.....

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Mon, 26 Aug 2013 12:07:00 -0400

Life has a way of kicking us down. It's up to us to allow it or we can do refuse to give up. I was looking over my email when I say this poem "I refuse." It was right on time for me. Today has been such a trying morning, after all my weekend was filled with aches and pain. I want to share this and I pray that your spirit is touched and filled with the promises of God. I did not write it and I am not sure who did. Feel free to leave me a message, I check daily. :-)

I Refuse!
I refuse to be discouraged, To be sad, or to cry;
I refuse to be downhearted, and here's the reason why:
I have a God who's mighty, Who's sovereign and supreme;
I have a God who loves me, and I am on His team.
He is all-wise and powerful. Jesus is His name;
Though everything is changeable, My God remains the same.
My God knows all that's happening; Beginning to the end;
His presence is my comfort; He is my dearest Friend.
When sickness comes to weaken me, To bring my head down low,
I call upon my mighty God; Into His arms I go.
When circumstances threaten to rob me of my peace;
He draws me close unto His breast, Where all my strivings cease.
When my heart melts within me, and weakness takes control;
He gathers me into His arms, He soothes my heart and soul.
The great "I AM" is with me. My life is in His hand.
The "Son of the Lord" is my hope. It's in His strength I stand.
I refuse to be defeated. My eyes are on my God;
He has promised to be with me, As through this life I trod.
I'm looking past all my circumstances, To Heaven's throne above;
My prayers have reached the heart of God I'm resting in His love.
I give God thanks in everything. My eyes are on His face;
The battle's His, the victory mine; He'll help me win the race.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me!!!!

Sincerely,

21 Again (I'm Just Saying!)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 8 May 2013 15:56:00 -0400

Life is just too short. I remember when I was 21 thinking the world was mine! I was in better health. My joints didn't ache. I could run for distance without having an asthma attack or become out of breath. My home phone, no such thing as a cellphone back then, would ring for me all the time making my mother crazy! The biggest issue I had was my eczema and how bad my skin looked. Today I look back wishing I was 21 again. The only time my phone ring now is for doctor's wanting me to come into their office or a nurse giving me bad news of a test or calling in a new prescription.

No one tells you to exercise when you are 21. No one tells you to eat right when you're 21. Its always "have something to eat", "are you hungry?" "Here try these smoother pork chops, corn bread, greens and mac and cheese." "Eat some more and get some meat on them bones."

No ones tells you that if you're thick and popping in the body, you'll get thicker. Now the word "thick" is no longer what you are called. It's FAT and OBESE and your once perky breast or nice round bottom will all go south without your permission. Which by then your sagging will have you spending your retirement on a plastic surgeon. Not a good look.

I mean seriously no one tells you not to drop it like its hot because your knees will be replaced one day. No one tells a 21 year old that those high heels with be replaced with those handicap old people shoes with the thick soles that has no laces only the straps.

No one tells you that all the candy and sweets you use to live for will have your teeth falling out and now you're one tooth from having dentures. Let's hope you could afford them!! Otherwise you would look a hot mess in the mouth!

No one say to a 21 year old wearing weave with all that glue or not properly taken care of their hair will require them to wear those wigs yo granny use to wear. You know the ones that is crooked, matted & raggedy & every time she bends her head the wig lifts up in the back.

No one ever tells a 21 yr old that twerking and showing their body off will be a time of the pass. Especially when you can no longer see beneath the top of the belly that use to be flat.

No..........they wait until you reach the age when you have no energy, no time, no patience, no cares, no reason , no vision, and no clue. No they wait to tell all the stuff you've done at 21 is now the price you'll pay today.

Yes people you'll gain high blood pressure (salty food), diabetes (all that candy and sweets), high cholesterol (fatty foods), arthritis (joints keep dropping it like it hots folks), gout (say by to those heels), balding of the hair (wig/weave/glue), irritable bowl syndrome, diverticulitis, thyroid issues the list goes on and on.

Isn't it funny that with age comes a new set of issues? It's remembering to take "my" medication or where was I going kind of thing. With age comes a list of things that would get on your nerves when at 21 you would laugh at it or keep on moving. If you are 21 or young in that arena. Listen up! With age comes wisdom......wisdom to know that your tail is old or will be old and 21 is never coming again!!!!! I'm Just Saying!!!!

Sincerely,

Possibilites

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Thu, 31 May 2012 12:14:00 -0400

In a world where there is so much hate

how can one create

an wonderful atmosphere

where there is so much fear?

People judging and pointing fingers

while others are hating while their emotions linger

Yet they won't understand

how much power they give to one man

Power they no longer hold

Yet their life crumbles and unfold

Before their very eyes

Yet I wondered.....how many more lies

will our government tell

As they yell...."WE WILL RISE"

So much for freedom of speech

Can't be a Christian and believe

in what the Pastor preach

You either hate gays

or denounce God for many more

non better days

Personally I stand, ME, on the Word of God

Call me what you may

pin me or stab me with your rod

I will neva' turn back

I stand on his track

the world has gone nuts

Washington is corrupt

This group trash talk another

and that group discredits his brother

Sisters shaking what they think is their

money maker

disappointed again cause no man

would take her

to be his wife

yesterday, today never in this life

so she settles for anything

since she can't get that wedding ring

"God is on His way"

so they say

Will you retire your sin

and give in

or will you continue to judge those who has

or keep talking until you

run out of gas

this world has gone nuts

America is on the verge of bankrupt

Other countries slaughter their own

for standing and protesting even in their home

While we as Americans sit on our throne

racing to jump to fight another battle

that's not even our home.

Why do we allow millions of Americans to be on the street

Die from hunger, be killed by police or beaten?

So many battles to date

So many people who hate

From Afghanistan, Iraq, and many others

to Cali, Miami, Ohio with daughters

against mothers

and sons against father

and no one seems to even be bothered

Why is this world nuts

Are people all talk while sitting on their butts?

The possibilities are small

Too many people had to fall

Free yourself of hate

Free yourself to create

Free your mind

Don't waste your time

or mine

Get it right this time

or you will get left behind.

God told me it wouldn't be easy

Yet I wish I could only say, "Be Breezy"

and bounce with wind

and worry only about my sin

The destruction in us all

is enough to make heaven fall

How does God worry about the mess

I'm on this earth and its hard not to stress

Children have no respect

thugs without a job hollering.......next!

Single mothers go for broke to raise their kids

Huh....and daddy thinks he has a degree in biz.......ness

What a mess!

Afraid to make a legal dime

But want to sit on my clock doing nothing only to whine

You're not winning

When the head is spinning

out of control

get a hold

on life

it ain't right!

I tell you this world is nuts

When will we get off our butts

We are truly bankrupted

our acceptance of foolishness is corrupted

One thing I am certain of

is God unconditional love

America was the land of opportunities

now its a land limited possibilities.

Peace,

The Dream

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Mon, 16 Jan 2012 08:07:00 -0500

`I saw a dream which made me afraid and the thoughts upon my bed and the visions of my head troubled me` Daniel 4:5

Have you ever watched drum majors?
It is a fascinating experience to watch as they strike up the band, blow their whistles and lead the parade. The drum major sets the pace of the march, signals the cadence for the drummers, and directs the band as it plays and marches.
Martin Luther King characterized his role in history as that of a "drum major." There were many instruments of freedom in the movement that included the Urban League, C.O.R.E., N.A.A.C.P, and Black Panthers, that were playing tunes and warming up. The various players stood ready but there was no single person that could "strike up the band" and get them to march for a single purpose until Dr. King arrived. Refusing to take much credit for his actions in his last words to America he said, "If any of you are around when I meet my day, I don't want a long funeral. I'd like somebody to say that Martin Luther King, Jr. tried to give his life serving others...yes if you want say that I was a drum major, say I was a drum major for justice..peace..righteousness." As a drum major, Dr. King pricked the conscious of America and challenged the dormant players of our ethnic leadership to take an active and even dangerous step toward breaking down the barriers of hatred in America.
As America salutes the memory of this great man, we who knew him must resist the attempts to tame his image by glorifying him as a mystic dreamer, a godlike hero image to be worshipped and idolized while the sacred principles for which he lived and died are continuously desecrated. By focusing the emphasis on Dr. King as a futuristic dreamer rather than as an activist that stirred the world to take action against racism, poverty, and war, the established powers have sterilized his legacy and made it safe for public consumption. If the focus remains on the abstract nature of the dream, then less emphasis will be placed upon the activism that was necessary in King's time and is needed now to fulfill the dream's demands.
As Christians, we understand the role of prophets of God. We know that each was raised by God to respond to the crises of the hour. Each was empowered by the Spirit of the Lord to lead the march for freedom and justice in their generation.
While Dr. King was a great man, we do not elevate him to a godly statue, we give thanks to God for using him to help facilitate the blessing of increased liberty for all.

When Nebuchadnezzar called Daniel into is throne room he told him he had a problem. It seemed that Nebuchadnezzar, the Babylonian King, had had a dream but he could not understand what it meant. He called upon Daniel to tell him the meaning of the dream. Daniel may have told him in these words `well king you started with a pretty dream that turned into a nightmare.
` You dreamed you saw a mighty tree whose branches expanded wide, the birds nested among its branches; its fruits fed the hungry of the land. You dreamed you saw a mighty, grand and glorious tree. But you heard a voice from Heaven saying cut the tree down...that`s when your dream turned into a nightmare.
It means that right now your kingdom is large and has grown strong, but God is going to cut you down.

If Black America is to survive we must return to the old land mark.
We must work to strengthen the fabric of our families.
Share and reflect together, engage and family building projects and activities, develop respect for our elders and our roots... We must rekindled to the fires of our ancestors, grandmothers and fathers.
We must awaken the sleeping consciousness of our people to remind them that there`s proud and rich heritage.
We must foster, image building activities among our youth, image reinforcing activities among adults, and constantly remind every woman and child whose heritage comes from the shores of Africa that while association and cooperation with those outside of our race is necessary, assimilation is not and usually means annihilation.
We must keep the fire of faith burning ever brightly.
We must remind our children that we have come over a stony and mountainous road.
We have come through many valleys and survived the wintery snows of despair...only by the will God.
We must keep in front of them the way of forefathers.
We must keep, the old hymn, the old prayers,
We must keep on singing `A charge to keep I have, a God to glorify.`Our song must forever be:
`God of weary years, God of our silent tears, though who has brought us thus far along the way.
Though who has by thy might led us into the light, keep us in the path we pray.
Lest our feet stray for the place where our God we met thee
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world we forget thee, shadowed beneath thy hand may we forever stand true to our God true to our native land.!
Sincerely,

Are you ready?

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 3 Jan 2012 12:20:00 -0500

Happy New Year to you!

With the new year in full swing, there are a lot people who claim to know when the world will end. Some are posted online, on television such as the History channel and even in book formats. Truth is NOONE knows when Jesus will return. Jesus said in Matt 24:42-44: 42 "Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. 43 But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. 44 So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him.

Why do people say the world will end or that it will be doomsday on this particular date? Maybe they do it for attention or they just think they know it all perhaps? Truth is, in 1 Thessalonians 5:2 For you know quite well that the day of the Lord's return will come unexpectedly, like a thief in the night.

If we believe what we see and hear, we are saying the Bible is not true. That is why we must have faith as a mustard seed and not to walk by sight but by faith. He also tells us in 2 Thessalonians 2:2 not to become easily unsettled or alarmed by some prophecy, report or letter supposed to have come from us, saying that the day of the Lord has already come. I think we should make sure we are ready for His return. We shouldn't worry about the hour, day or time of the demise of the world. It almost like judging a sinner outside the church and not looking at self.

This year I wasn't worried about making another broken resolution. The only thing I am focusing on is staying in the presence of God! There is no other place I want to be. It is my secret place. It is my safe haven from everyday life and people. I can totally depend and trust on Him. Once a person lose focus from God to something they have no control or authority over, they take a risk in not being in God's holiness of holy! I don't know about you but I need to stay in His holiness! Even if its people, place and things are tempting me to sin, I must be ready!

If a person was picking you up for a meeting, would you be ready? Of course you would. Why do we make serving Christ harder than it has to be? Do you realize how awful Christians are frowned upon? We have become a laughing joke to sinners. Why? Christians have allowed sin to reside in the house of God. We have become too relax by not wanting to upset the sinners. We get afraid they will leave our congregations. So we allow the Jezebels whore-mongers, homosexuals, pedophiles, liars, thieves, etc., (the list is long and so is the sin) by not taking a stand on God's Word! He said in 1 Cor. 5:12 It isn't my responsibility to judge outsiders, but it certainly is your responsibility to judge those inside the church who are sinning. So why do we have sinners in leadership positions? Why do we feel its not our place to sit down a woman who is sleeping with any man that would let her? Why is the choir director practicing homosexuality and leading our praise and worship? Where are they leading us to? Straight to damnation if we are not careful.

Don't think for a second that the foolishness we accept that isn't of God won't have an affect on your walk with Christ. Think again! How many times have you ever woke up happy and just as soon as you get around someone who isn't happy you start feeling like them? Its no different in the church. People who are suppose to show examples of Christ start showing everything unlike God by not speaking to others, helping others, and by not paying tithes, the list goes on. God is pure. God is holy. God is honest. God is looking for his soldiers to be in place at all times. God is wanting you to make the right choices. God is coming back. I don't know when, I don't know the hour or the day but I do know I WILL BE READY!

WILL YOU?

Someone asked me,"How do you get ready?" Simple. Confess out of your mouth that you believe Jesus died and resurrected for our sins. Tell God how sorry your are for the sin you lived in and ask for forgiveness. That is your way of repenting for the awful things you have done. Ask God to provide total restoration and complete deliverance over your life. Get into a bible based church and most importantly get into the Word of God. Read and study your bible daily. Take the Word of God everywhere you go. When you find yourself falling, get back up!

We all fall short of the glory of God but we fight the fight to maintain our place with Him. The moment we stop fighting could very well be the opportunity for His return. ALWAYS be ready my brother! Always be ready my sister! If you would like for me to keep you in my prayers, please email me at pray4me.

Sincerely,

I'm Just Saying! Ten worst gifts to buy a woman

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 20 Dec 2011 11:29:00 -0500

Ten worst gifts to buy a woman

1. Never give a woman any kind of household appliance or something that is going to make "housework" easier. For instance, a blender, a toaster, a new vacuum, one of those mops they advertise on TV that does everything but suck the life out of you, anything in a infomercial. One allowed choice is a new washing machine with a turbo spin cycle. (Makes laundry day go by pretty fast when you can at least sit on it during spin-dry and end up smiling the rest of the day.)

2. Any bulk cleaning supplies, "honey, I got you that large box of Tide you have been wanting." "This Windex should last you a while." "I got a good deal on the industrial strength toilet bowl cleaner." All I can say is, be prepared to run. I have faith that if you would have at least stopped and thought about what would be a much more intimate gift, you would have had the sense to spring for the $5 Chia Pet you were eying in Kmart.

3. Any sharp objects made by Ronco which slices or dices, or a set of Ginsu knives. These may one day be used as a weapon against you when you come home with lipstick on your collar after a "night out with the boys."

4. Do not buy gifts for yourself and pretend they are for her. "Honey, I'm sure you'll get a lot of use out of the new drill I bought you." By then she will have put it to good use by drilling a quarter inch hole into the side of your skull for even thinking she would accept such a lame gift. After a gift like this, you probably won't be around for NEXT Christmas.

5. Any lingerie made of flannel, such as a pair of feet pajamas with a trap door in back. A Little Mermaid or Barney cartoon character nightgown. It gives her the idea that you do not consider her the beautiful woman that she is. Take out that wallet and buy her something sexy from Victoria Secret (just like you did for your mistress or other girlfriend).

6. No name perfume which costs you $1.99, such as Eu de Toilet, which actually smells like the bathroom, moldy fruit, or your dirty socks. If you are going to buy her perfume, spring for the brand names.

7. Any type of cubic zirconia jewelry you see on the Home Shopping Network. It will be quite embarrassing when she is showing off that fabulous diamond to her friends and tries to cut glass with it. (We actually test them you know.)

8. Please do not buy her clothes because you think for one minute you have good taste in woman's clothing. Well, perhaps you might if you are a transvestite, but all in all, believe me, she'll smile and say its beautiful while choking back tears and mumbling under her breath, "were the *#&$ would I ever wear this outfit without being arrested for bad taste?" An additional hint, plaids do not go with stripes (even though you think your golfing outfit looks just fine). Its a known fact to the rest of the world that that is a taboo. In the Northeast, that's like wearing white after Labor Day.

9. Do not give her a gift certificate to Jenny Craig or Weight Watchers. Most men would know better, especially the ones who have learned the correct response to "do these pants make me look fat." If you are one of the poor souls who still doesn't get it and purchased a gift like this, be prepared for the silent treatment for a month. (Although that may be something you would actually look forward to.) A better alternative would be hiring a Chippendale dancer as a personal trainer to get her motivated into getting fit.

10. Last but not least, never buy a woman anti-wrinkle cream, or a book on "How not to be Nasty Sunday through Saturday." These are not considered gifts, they are considered reasons for seriously injuring the person who bought it and just may stand up in court of law.

Sincerely,

Being Alone - Devotional

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 30 Nov 2011 16:34:00 -0500

Many of us are alone. In our thoughts, in our homes, in our marriages and even in our very own families. Some call it being "isolated" or even being "anti social." I call it being smart especially when you're dealing with drama type people.

Now before I go any further let's think about this:

Noah built the ark and voyaged alone. His neighbors laughed at his strangeness and perished in style.
Abraham wandered and worshiped alone.

Sodomites smiled at the simple shepherd, followed the fashion, and fed the flames.
Daniel dined and prayed alone.
Elijah sacrificed and witnessed alone.
Jeremiah prophesied and wept alone.
Jesus loved and died alone."

Why did their faith require them to go it alone? Because the general rule of most people in this world is that they'd rather not. Most folks would rather not stand alone. In fact, they'd just as soon "leave well enough...alone". They'd rather not rock the boat. They'd rather not be seen as judgmental. They'd rather just "live and let live." But belonging to Christ sometimes requires us to go against the grain. It sometimes calls us to call sin, sin. It sometimes requires us to stand up for God's truth even when others tell us to sit down and shut up.

I don't think being alone today is traumatizing as our mind wants us to believe. If these bible people can be alone and still have the peace of God, I say, "sign me up." They may have wept or even died alone, but the truth is they are more alive and surrounded by God and His heavenly angels. They are with Him, God, which is where I want to be eventually. Whatever I may endure on earth will not far cedes the final outcome. I know that I am really never alone. God says, "I will never LEAVE you nor forsaken you." So why would I say I am alone when I have my very own guardian? We say we are alone because we don't know Christ for ourselves. We expect people, places and things to validate us. Have you ever vacationed alone? What about on a date with yourself, alone?

My husband and I got together when I was 20 years old and I never wanted to be alone. I learned that in order for others to deal with me, I should be able to deal with myself.....alone! What better way to get to know yourself? I had to be divorced from my husband, only to be reunited again in marriage, just so I can learn how to properly love and know me. It sound crazy huh? I learned how to spend quality time with me which taught me my self worth. What I allowed others to do to me then seems like decades ago. I wish someone would try to take advantage of my worth today.....I'm just saying! Its war baby! lol God didn't make no junk or no punk. ;-)

Its all about you! We take for granted each other. If we didn't marriages wouldn't break up, families wouldn't argue and people would have the same people as their friends. Yeah God said that its not good for man to be alone and that he will make him a help mate. However I don't think he meant we can be alone to improve our self worth. Being alone means that we should be able to be alone with God. We should talk to Him, lean on Him, listening to His still small voice while waiting on His direction for your life. Being alone means to have much peace and keeping all the everyday hustle and bustle of drama out of your mind. People take for granted the thought of being alone. They think you must share your bed with someone, your every available time with their spouse, kids, work or even friends. Stop smothering them and smothering God for once. Give it a try! I promise you will love His attention. Isn't it funny how people want the comforts of people in their life only to want their "space"? Bottom line we want what we want when we want it. If we feel like being bothered, so be it but if we want to be alone we are in our zone.

Being alone isn't a bad thing if you are using the alone time for good. Such as getting closer to God or taking time to improve your mental or physical being. The next time you are alone, think of God checking in on all the people, animals, plants (people, place and things) that are worshiping Him even as we speak. Ask yourself, is God alone? If you say yes, then keep Him company. If you say no, he has the whole universe and that he doesn't need you. You may be right! However, chances are you need him! Proverbs 18:1 "Whoever isolates himself seeks his own desire; he breaks out against all sound judgment." In other words, If we would get knowledge and grace, we must try all methods of improving ourselves.

Being alone can be good when used for good. Being alone can be depressing along with a long list of things when we fail to know Christ. When we don't know him and are alone temptations are harder to resist. If all the people mentioned earlier can be alone, why do we think we can't be alone with God? Matthew 4:4 states, "But he answered, “It is written, “‘Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.’” The reason why Jesus said this was because he was fasting for 40 days and was being tempted by the devil. Jesus was in wilderness not to sight see, and not to eat but to spend time ALONE with God.

Why do we depend so much on others for our joy and happiness? Something to think about as we are preparing for the season of giving. Instead of giving out gifts, give the best gift of all by spending some alone time with God! Talk to Him and let Him use you. Let Him create in you a right mind and a right spirit!

Sincerely,

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I Love You (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 29 Nov 2011 16:47:00 -0500

No matter how many times you turn back on me, I Love You!
No matter how many times you allow the enemy to use you, abuse you, mistreat you and others in your surrounding.

I Love You.
Every time you turn your nose up to the person I send to meet you at your path of crossing, I Love You.
When you refuse to attend services at my house and even at your own, I still Love You.
For every curse word,
For every evil thing you have done to someone,
The lies you have told,
The hearts you have broken,
The gossiping and rumors you have spread,
The disrespect you have shown to your elders, to your parents and even to yourself.
My leaders who are put in place to teach & reach while you turned a deaf ear to them.
Even when you refuse to believe that my son is the only reason why I haven't taken you out yet, Understand its because I Love You!
Every time you do the very things that hurts me, I bow my head with great sadness because I Love You that much. My love allows you to make your OWN decision of where you want to live eternally.

I guess you won't be coming with me after all.

-God

Sincerely,

What About Me? (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 13:30:00 -0500

There is not a day and time

when my mind is committing a crime

of my thoughts causing me to sin

I'm fighting temptations.....JESUS help me win!

The enemy is on my back

trying to knock me off track

Heaven help us

from Iraq to Los Angeles

Each day that pass is dangerous

Even tho our currency say, "In God we Trust"

But do we really believe in your word

Especially when we gossip about the things we heard

My grandma use to sing, "God has smiled on me"

No matter what arise she had faith of a mustard seed

Man oh man, why can't we trust like that

Why can't we stay on track

Why do we lose every single time

Why must I lose my mind

Create in me a clean heart

I need to make a fresh start

Renew in me a right spirit

Speak to me Father, let me hear it

Just whisper a word in my ear

Let me know you are near

For I can not fight this alone

Forgive me of the sins that I've sown

Lord, think of me

Extend your hand so I can take thee

Please God don't leave me be

I am crying to you.....what about me?

2011

Sincerely,

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I'm Blessed (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 10:15:00 -0400

Last night was another rough night for me. Instead of gripping and complaining I got into my Bible for comfort. I thought about all the many blessings God has bestowed upon my life the last two decades. I was quickly overwhelmed because I should have been dead a long time ago. Illness, stupidity, anger, bad attitude and all the things we learn and do growing up could have ended my life. I am honored that God saw and seen something in me that was worth saving. Each day that we live our lives, we should reflect back to how far we've come. I know I did last night and all I can say is THANK YOU FATHER FOR BLESSING ME!!!

I'm Blessed

I have a lot to be thankful for you know

I have my legs to get up and go

My feet for me to be planted

my Word to let me know I am granted

the privileges to love and all

My hands to clap or to even catch myself when I fall

I have eyes to see beauty in folks

emotions to cry and smile or even to laugh at a joke

I have kids to get on my nerves

I have a husband who I cook for and love to serve

I have a bucket vehicle to drive from point A to point B

I have a soul that looks back in the mirror at me

no matter what mirror I am looking at

I can see an image of angels because its God who has my back

I am blessed to see each day that I rise

I am even blessed to feel my heart when it cries

I am rich in spirit and in truth when God is first

Heart of gold, love for others all traits I've had since birth

I am blessed to have wisdom and the ability to learn

I am eager to read my Bible because its food for which my soul yearn

I am blessed to work even while I am ill

For I know its not by my might but its in God's will

I am blessed to put a smile on others face

Even blessed to worship Christ in any place

I am blessed and surrounded by many who love me

So blessed that they come to my place and pray over me

God removes those who find no favor in you

So I'm blessed because God's love is wonderfully true

So no matter how many aches and pain my body stress

Through it all I am so honored just to blessed!

Sincerely,

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In The Midst of it All (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Thu, 15 Sep 2011 14:49:00 -0400

We all fall short of his glory. No one is free from sin unless they first come through Jesus Christ. The Bible is our guide in life. The people in the bible reminds us what not to do and the results from those sinful actions.

I was up late again from a restless night and so I want to share my thoughts. I found myself repenting to God for losing faith in my current situation. I am open book. I am not a person who believes I have to be right all the time or have to be strong every second of the day. I am human. I am in a war and forgot to equip myself for the battle. I am loved. I am also hated but who cares? ;-)

Most importantly, I am a solider for Christ! I will survive and when my battle is won, my promotion in Christ will be revealed!!!! God bless you and again thank you for your prayers.

In the Midst of it All

Job was tested

Eve was sinfully nested

Noah was creative

Tamar was devastated

David killed

God wasn't thrill

with NO One

except for His Son.

The world is God's creation

Bathsheba gave in to temptation

It was Jesus, Judas betrayed

Joseph was a slave

Herod the Great killed the babies

Peter denies Jesus, isn't that crazy?

Ah..... lets see....people kill,

they steal

sell their body for sex

now we legalizing gay marriage

what's next?

Will we ever see the demise

or hear the voices of heaven cries

every time a soul sins

and person give in

without even thinking of a master plan

or putting it in God's hand

Just as the bible characters

lived their lives in sin

understand they felt Gods raft

so YOU CAN'T WIN!

read the Word and open your mind

picturing a moment back in time

When believers really prayed

worshiped God without being

talked into staying

Repent and turn away from your sin

Repent and let His spirit live within

No matter how far you had to fall

God is there in the midst of it all.

Sincerely,

At the Crossroads....(Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 14 Sep 2011 10:25:00 -0400

I'm bleeding and its a shame

that I am breathing and someone's playing me like a game

Yet the jokes on me

You see,

I wonder how far I was going to fall

when I allowed the enemy in my life

I'm the basketball

on the court

bouncing into hole

the other team score

while the other team won't work

Your ideal promises broke into my heart

had my mind all torn apart

I want to be angry with you

but I must be true

to the fact that it really is my fault

I was better off to steal from you and to get caught

then to have to face myself in the mirror

what a horror.

Not that I'm ugly or unattractive

but that my inner beauty

has nothing else to give

from such a cutie....pie

Man! my soul has seem to have died

I'm reminded of the energy that's of yours within me

that makes me feel so incomplete

Yes! I walked away

Yes! my heart is stained

Yes! I quit

only to rethink my actions to not commit

to you

to us

no matter how much I've tried

or cried

there's no trust

Did I hear God right

or did I hear "that is not right?"

Maybe I heard something

that was meant for nothing

Come on Punkin

get it together

it just had to get better

I thought you were the heart of David man!

I thought you would lead like Moses and provide me a hand

I thought you had faith like Abraham, boy was I wrong

Unlike Noah your attention to detail just didn't make the song

fit for this misfit

whose was trying to not quit

Can your selfishness get out your own path

why is 1+1 equals three, whats up with the math

the mind is a terrible thing to waste

so is the heart and love of a woman trace

My heart has failed me

My ears have become deaf

because I opened up and walked away

can I claim it theft?

Can I call 911

Can I have a talk with the Father and Son

How can this be

and why did this happen to me

I know I know

its my fault

it was my love for you

that had me caught

Up in the moment

now here I am with no feelings

my piggy bank is all spent

Wow! Where is the sunshine that be

Where is me?

I am hanging here on this cross

bleeding,

open,

naked

for the world to see my loss.......

Sincerely,

Too much thinking (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 11:10:00 -0400

Ever been up days straight with nothing but time and thoughts? I have a lot on my plate and its more than I can eat. Can't seem to get all my thought out into words to release from mouth to ears. So I write. I write a lot. So much that there are now 40 plus poems I have written in the last three days. Some how I still don't feel better because I still have a lot more to say! Make sense? It does to me. By the way, thanks for the prayers! Might not appreciate it now but I will in the end. :-)

Too Much Thinking.......

The ringing in my head won't stop

as I lay in pain watching the clock

I wonder if I am the only one up at this time

losing sleep as time fly on by

I think about those who I've let go from my life

especially to the one I committed to being his wife

I'm so tired of thinking

no longer speaking

that I have completely

let go cause I'm so weak

In my body there's no fight

Gosh....can I please get some sleep tonight!

No more pills

prayers or religious wills

I hurt bad

deeply angered and sad

no more speaking

gave in completely

looked at me

not liking what I see

no family of my own

no peace in my home

no medical to help the sick

no understanding to this

what I thought was my family

wrote blood is thicker than water to me

folks can't handle my honesty

I say shut the *#^ up and let me be

That is one thing I love about me

I won't stop no matter how much you hate on me

and you.......stop kissing me on my head

stay on your side of the bed

No one truly understands

the hurt, the anger at hand

my past is in my face

too painful to look at in any place

Dad you walked away

Mom you've hated me since I arrived in the place

My siblings you got your wish

I'm out the way you can have that ish

Not gone gang up on me

We will no longer speak

Ya'll are not my family

keep my name out yo mouth, let me be

to my external fam, I heard you loud and clear

I'm accepted as long as I be a dear

to not speak to your inner circle

So you bruise my heart with colors of red and purple

the blow is hard, I got it! I understand!

I married into it, the name don't flow inside my hand

If I want to be mistreated I'll stay with my own

fighting a battle like the day I was born

ugh! a family of?........

what the heck was I thinking of!

I'm really sick of thinking

I will not be speaking

I chose who I deal with completely

Mind is strong body is weak

Sick of fighting

Gosh....I really want some sleep tonight!

Sincerely,

Kiss it away (Poem)

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Mon, 12 Sep 2011 11:14:00 -0400

Think back to a time where you fell.

By accident or from someone who yelled.

Remember when daddy kissed your “boo boo”?

Or mommy came to pick you up and nurse you.

Perhaps you cried and got mad.

Fought the ground that made you mad or sad.

You look at yourself and see blood.

Grass, dirt & rocks all sorts of crud.

You get back on your feet in search of a band-aid.

To clean up the mess that your clumsy feet has made.

A day or two later you see a scar.

You may pick at it and again it gets raw.

You see it finally heals itself away.

Until it happens again someday.

This time you are in the habit.

To care for it, like opening a hole and pulling out a rabbit.

Only now the boo boo is much bigger than before.

Doctors tell you your’re sick and you go crying out the door.

People say they prayin for you.

Family just don’t know what to do.

Friends gossiping behind your back.

While your mind races 180 miles off track.

Cryin just don’t get it!

Healing isn’t clicking!

But time is steadily ticking!

Yet my mind is always tripping!

Why can’t my boo boo go away.

Not tomorrow but TODAY!

I don’t want to do any treatments!

Money is completely spent!

People just don’t get it!

Healing isn’t clicking!

My time is steadily ticking!

And yes my mind is really trippin!

My boo boo’s can’t be kissed away or tamed.

Not this time…

no scars to heal…

because there are lesions on my brain.

Sincerely,

Written by Forealdoh (Cheryl DeVaughn)

New neighbors

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 7 Sep 2011 17:31:00 -0400

As a child I never knew what it meant to be healthy. This is normal for me. I have overcome so many obstacles in my path that I look back and smile while thanking God for the many opportunities he has bestowed upon my life. I am in awe each day for His loving grace.

For the last few weeks, I have been fighting a battle. My faith has been tested, my health is shaken and after that, I finally realized that I AM human. Many of us who are believers of Christ forget that we are indeed born into a human state of mind and of a sinful world.

As I left my doctors appointment, I thought about the bad news I received. How I am now going to have to bear telling my husband and love ones yet another issue? Then I realized how God must feels when Jesus, His Son, witnessed time after time about serving Him and many who failed to receive the message. The heart is heavy but the outcome is the choice that He gives to us to make. That's where I am at this moment. My heart is very heavy, my outcome is the choice I will make because it's the freedom God has given us. Will I take more treatments? Will I allow the doctors to start radiation on me and pump me with more medication? It is all a choice. Love, life, careers friends, family whatever crosses our path is a choice and an outcome. (Now don't take what I am saying and getting all religious on me. These are my thoughts as I had earlier after receiving some devastating news concerning me.)

So as my new neighbors take house in my body I hope its ready for the ride of its life. While you're in my brain, make sure you tap into the Word of God that is stored in and between the brain cells. See how my heart races everytime I sing of His praises. Watch how my blood rushes throughout my body when the Holy Spirit moves within. Be sure to pay attention to the healing affects that will take place in 5...4...3....2....1 NOW!

When we choice wisely the outcome is so much greater than those who choose selfishly. So as I lay upon the altar of God to lay my burdens, I choose to live! Live in life and to live eternally.

Whatever God's will is for me, so let it be. I will enjoy every moment of my earthly life and I will rejoice to the very end. My neighborhood is still good!!!

Sincerely,

It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood.

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Tue, 6 Sep 2011 11:40:00 -0400

"It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood" as Mr. Rogers use to say in the opening of his show. I say it for an entirely different reason. I live in an area where God lives. He lives in my home, in my car, on my job, when I am out and about. Where ever I go, I take God with me. My neighborhood is filled with peace, joy, love, comfort and many more things that God provides. When my days are short, He makes it long, when its cloudy, He brings out the sunshine. Why? It is not because I've done anything special or have been so good but because of His grace and mercy.

I always wave to anyone walking or driving by in my neighborhood. I think it is a way not only of saying "hello" but as a way of saying, "I see you." There is one particular person who never speaks back to me. It's alright. I wave anyway and keep on moving. I always replay the scripture, "If you really keep the royal law found in Scripture, "Love your neighbor as yourself," you are doing right." (NIV James 2:8) and "Love does no harm to its neighbor. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law." (Romans 13:10 NIV) In other words, I will love others as God loves me and I will treat people how I would want to be treated no matter how rotten they may treat me. I won't be no fool but I will love and pray for them and me. I'm just saying.

Many people living in a rough neighborhood & have a reason to not like anything about it. Some choose to move to richer areas and lose so much more. While some are content with the regular style of an traditional man made ideal of a neighborhood. You know, the white picket fence, big yard with an two car garage. A lot of people never get that dream and feel like they are living in hell. Some people work in and feel like their neighbor is an coworker from satan himself but yet say they are a child of God. How? Remember...."love your neighbor as yourself"? It is very easy to forget the Word of God when you are caught up in the details of everyday life. Yes! People will get on your nerves. Yes! You will be tested. Yes! You may have to repent. Just don't give up and never let go of God's hand.

So as we begin another week, day or step into another hour, let us be reminded that the neighborhood you live in doesn't have to be your final home. After all, your home (You) is what you make of it.

Sincerely,

I'm Just Saying! Spirtual Weeds Killers

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Wed, 4 May 2011 12:32:00 -0400

Have you ever consider yourself gardener? I use to believe I was a great one. Years ago I planted a garden and would do varies yard work such as cutting the grass, trimming the edges, thinking I could hang with the best of them. Then my focus would begin to be distracted with other tasks such as computers, my car, kids, etc. The lack of effort was quickly seen before my eyes. My once gorgeous garden was now over taken with smothering weeds, dying flowers and shrubs. Fixing it was not an option for me because it required too much attention and time. I would hire someone to come clean up my mess because it was easier.

As I looked over my yard, I thought how my spiritual life can be like my garden. If I applied the same method of wanting it, only to forget it or not put in the time and energy to nurture it, my spirit would be overtaken with weeds, shrubs and even death. I must continue to water it and feed it in order for the garden (my spirit) to grow. Otherwise it will suffocate. This is what happens to our faith when we fail to protect Gods word in our inner being. God provided what we need in scriptures in order for us to deal with spiritual "weeds" . You see it is written that, "faith, goodness, perseverance, godliness and love blend to protect our spiritual health and well being."

Whenever I visit Waffle House I order their hash browns smothered, covered, chunked and diced with extra cheese. Although it taste good all that smothering and covering is surely not good for my cholesterol. Same thing with the spirit. Sin may feel good but it is designed to kill the godliness in you. What am I saying......say in the Word of God, pray, fast, attend church (a bible based church) and allow God to clean out the weeds, the shrubs, and dying flowers (sin) so that you can bloom shinning for the world to see a new brighter you.

Sincerely,

I'm Just Saying! Should Christians Rejoice in the death of Osama?

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Mon, 2 May 2011 12:06:00 -0400

As I watched television last night, (Celebrity Apprentice, not because of Trump, but to see Ne Ne and Star.) a news bulletin interrupted the best part, the firing! When I saw the words, OSAMA BIN LADEN DEAD" I sat straight up in my bed. The media announced that President Obama was to address the nation on Osama's death. Wow! I thought! What a way to stick it to Donald Trump for all the trash talking he's done to our President. (Glad to know someone close to me thought the same thing!)

I watched the television and saw the reaction of the people at ground zero cheering, celebrating that this man is dead. I couldn't help but feel uneasy about his demise. As a Godly woman, I have to look at this from all sides and go before God to make sure my feelings are in check. He says in his Word, "Don’t rejoice when your enemies fall; don’t be happy when they stumble. For the Lord will be displeased with u & will turn his anger away from them." - Proverbs 24:17-18. Rejoicing was not option! I felt bad because Bin Laden has made it clear what his position is and who he worships. He turned his back on the very God most of us serve. My soul was uneasy because my mind says he never got it right with God, but who knows, God has a way turning things around when we can't. Bottom line, I don't know nor can I assume. I pray! That is all one can do in this situation.

Imagine if we, as Christians, take this very stand in what we believe, think how pleasing it would be to God. When we know that we know what we know about our Heavenly Father, nothing and no one can move us. Osama believed and lived in what he thought was the truth. He didn't mind killing innocent people, hurting anyone who got in his way just because his god said to do so. My God is not about killing, hate, manipulation. So I ask you, should we rejoice in the death of Osama? NO! Do you remember the saying, if you dig a grave for someone, dig two. One for them and one for you! Many can say that is exactly what Osama has done! I say instead of practicing hate and murder, how about we practice what God wants for us. He wants us to love one another because GOD IS LOVE! Loving one another means even when your are persecuted, ridicule, stepped on and abused sometimes even in death. Love! God loved and forgave some of the very people who killed his son, Jesus Christ. Why because they believed and repented!

Imagine how God feels.....he loves everyone one of us and even those who don't believe. Yet he has been mistreated beyond what our eyes and hearts can see and feel. To know that he actually loved a man who hated his people, killed his people, turned millions even trillion of people away from God is something to think about. Why should we rejoice in the death of Osama Bin Laden? WE SHOULDN'T!!! This is not over!! We need to see things for what they really are. Rejoicing in this man's death will only bring more death. Just as my heart goes out to those who died on 9/11, my heart goes out to his family as well. They are people just like you and me. The only difference is their belief, country and culture. I pray God protects each of us because we will see some hard times ahead of us. Things we as Americans have never experienced! Please be careful what you are promoting and demonstrating because you could very well be in a similar or worse scenario. Just because you are not like based on your country, skin, religion or greed doesn't justify rejoicing in someone's demise. I'm Just Saying!

Sincerely,

Maundy Thursday

noreply@blogger.com (Forealdoh) — Thu, 21 Apr 2011 12:20:00 -0400

*What is Maundy Thursday?

Maundy Thursday, also known as “Holy Thursday” is the Thursday of Passion Week, one day before Good Friday (the Thursday before Easter). Maundy Thursday is the name given to the day on which Jesus celebrated the Passover with His disciples, known as the Last Supper. Two important events are the focus of Maundy Thursday.

First, Jesus celebrated the Last Supper with His disciples and thereby instituted the Lord’s Supper, also called Communion (Luke 22:19-20). Some Christian churches observe a special Communion service on Maundy Thursday in memory of Jesus’ Last Supper with His disciples. Second, Jesus washed the disciples’ feet as an act of humility and service, thereby setting an example that we should love and serve one another in humility (John 13:3-17). Some Christian churches observe a foot-washing ceremony on Maundy Thursday to commemorate Jesus’ washing the feet of the disciples.

The word “Maundy” is derived from the Latin word for “command.” The “Maundy” in Maundy Thursday refers to the command Jesus gave to the disciples at the Last Supper, that they should love and serve one another. Should we observe Maundy Thursday? The Bible neither commands nor forbids it. It is a good thing to remember the Last Supper and Jesus’ sacrifice on our behalf. It is a good thing to remember the Lord’s example of humility. However, at the same time, we should avoid ritualistic observances of holidays unless they are truly focused on God and our relationship with Him. * taken from http://www.gotquestions.org/Maundy-Thursday.html

I remember as a child visiting my grandmother's church where we had to wash one another feet. Can you imagine a teenager washing the feet of toes made like pigs feet but toes like a person who never wear shoes, ever? I cried through the entire feet washing. I had refused but you can't tell Phyllis Ann, my grandmother that you weren't going to do something because that meant you wanted to meet Jesus, a lot sooner.

It wasn't until I knew God for myself that I was able to appreciate the value of washing someone's feet. Would I do it today......probably not (I'm Just Saying! you wouldn't either truth be told)! I believe we can show our acts of being "good towards one another" with many other gestures than washing somebody's dogs (feet). Such as praying for them, helping them with chores, groceries etc. running errands. Either way I am a firm believer that God knows our heart. He knows me! Which means He knows I am not for touching other people feet, toes, body etc. Jesus knows I am not wrap too tight and that I am still a work in progress.

So as you may or may not prepare for today's Maundy services let us be reminded of the woman who washed Jesus feet with her expensive perfume. She used one of the most valuable item she had to show her love to him. Show your love today by giving something valuable to God. Let Him know that His sacrifice of His son wasn't all in vain. After all, we do owe God!! I'm Just Saying!

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