Posted in Beauty, Christ, Family, RetroStank

Are You Extraordinary?

Recently, I have been examining the theme of satisfaction versus dissatisfaction. How many of you can remember a time when you were incredibly blessed with something new, needed, incredible, miraculous, or long-awaited, only to arrive at this beautiful, climatic moment with a Womp-Womp-Womp reception? Maybe for you, it was the last day of the semester, the promotion,the move, the holiday you finally got to host, the “Wedding Day”, or the healing of a medical condition. Celebration is honey to the heart. It soothes the gashes of drudgery, like honey binds our physical scratches. Its sweetness blends in with our blood and stops the bleeding. Honey is good on toast, berries, and fried chicken; it is smooth in hot tea or lemon-water. Bees produce it, Yogi Bear and Winnie-the-Pooh can’t get enough of it!

HEART HONEY=CELEBRATION

Genuine rejoicing attracts people. Think of how people turn their heads when one person bursts into a “Whoo-hoo!”, “Yes!”, or “DAB!”  Jubilation is to be smiled at, no?

That’s some good stuff!

With the knowledge of celebration’s power, I ask are you extraordinary? Are the people around you appreciating your efforts? Are you celebrated? Are you filled with heart honey? You are definitely extraordinary. People may or may not appreciate  your efforts. And that hurts…

One would not cry because his delicious bowl of juicy berries is now trash because yesterday his brother ate all the honey with his toast, and no one has gone to Kroger yet.

However, the tears would well up like little footsoldiers ready for battle if that same brother purposefully “forgot” his birthday or missed his wedding.

We have an effect on one another.

When you snap on someone because you are tired or when you half-listen to your friend’s exciting story, they can detect that and it hurts.

Celebration=Heart Honey

Love is shown.

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 NIV Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

Verse 5, “It does not dishonor others.”

Boom! I am guilty.

I Know for a fact I have dishonored my husband, my family, my friends, and others just by being absent. Too self-absorbed with my own mess to celebrate. Too tired to “rejoice with truth” (v. 6).

Recently, we, as a family, have received innumerable blessings: we received a bountiful check, we had an angel of a cousin to “put” us in a new car through her Love, attention, and care, I finished out my first year of teaching (at eight months pregnant), my husband received another 100 on a Secret Shopper survey, and the car seat we were headed to Babies’R’Us to buy is being purchased by a benevolent and loving church member!

So many causes to CELEBRATE!

But sometimes, the workdays make us weary and tiny miscommunications frustrate us to no end and all the Good gets swallowed.

Are you Extraordinary?

Yes! We know that Psalms 119:73-74 says: You made me; you created me. Now give me the sense to follow your commands. May all who fear you find in me a cause for joy, for I have put my hope in your word.  Isaiah 64:8  reminds us: Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.

1 Peter 4:10-11  tells us: God has given each of you a gift from his great variety of spiritual gifts. Use them well to serve one another. Do you have the gift of speaking? Then speak as though God himself were speaking through you. Do you have the gift of helping others? Do it with all the strength and energy that God supplies. Then everything you do will bring glory to God through Jesus Christ. All glory and power to him forever and ever! Amen.

Matthew 10:29-31 says: What is the price of two sparrows–one copper coin? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows.  Psalm 139:16 reads: You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.

Well, why aren’t you satisfied?

Psalm 139:2-4 You know when I sit down or stand up. You know my thoughts even when I’m far away. You see me when I travel and when I rest at home. You know everything I do. You know what I am going to say even before I say it, LORD.

Our little memories are SHOOOOOORT! We forget that God is omnipotent. We forget that the person standing in front of us, enraging us is God’s special and peculiar handiwork. We forget that we are to be forgiving. We forget that he or she is in the midst of their own struggles, too. We forget that our Celebration is Heart Honey that can heal wounds. We forget that our attitude tells one another you are extraordinary or You Ain’t Worth $%!t.

Romans 8:32 Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?

Timing. Waiting for the “everything else”, we get weary. How about giving God a big helping of Heart Honey and celebrating His mighty name, when you know that, you know that you know, that your flesh/ego/old man is about fed up?

Psalms 139:14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.

As a wife, I am joined to my husband and my celebration is everything to him.

Genesis 1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.

Cameala Bass did a beautiful thing for us, and photographed our family on Sunday.

As I gazed and savored each piece of frozen time, I marvelled at how extraordinary our family looked. I mean, Wow! Who are those three attractive, remarkable, stunning individuals? Are you extraordinary? Are you celebrated?

I MUST celebrate my husband. He is a champion of Endurance. He is a fighter. He is a strong tower. He is a listener. He is a planner. He is faithful. He is patient. He is worthy of my adoration, PERIOD, regardless of his actions. Love is about your action.

Lord, teach us to celebrate one another. Teach us to love as you love. Give us words and deeds that encourage, give us the hands and the lips to raise up good fruit. Forgive our failures, forgive our faults, forgive us, Oh God! Call to our remembrance what pleases you and help us to pour Heart Honey on loved ones and strangers. Let our lives shine for you and help us to be good to one another.

In Christ’s name,

Amen.

(Below are a few pictures. 🙂 I had to CELEBRATE!)

-Lauren Fitzgerald

 

 

 

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I sometimes react to making a mistake as if I have betrayed myself. 

I sometimes react to making a mistake as if I have betrayed myself. My fear of making a mistake seems to be based on the hidden assumption that I am potentially perfect and that if I can just be very careful I will not fall from heaven. But a ‘mistake’ is a declaration of the way I am, a jolt to the way I intend, a reminder I am not dealing with the facts. When I have listened to my mistakes I have grown.-Hugh Prather

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Posted in Beauty, Family, Healing + Body

Lilian Levite “Mercy”

This is a beatiful cry about molestation.

To God be the Glory.

Lilian Levite “Mercy”.

Wow!
She has been washed.

I cried at this, it’s deep!

Ayla put me on to http://thekingkali.com where this is originally posted. 

To Lilian,

You are doing exactly what God expects of His people; when He lifts you, you share it and you share your pain and your redemption. May He bless your life and let souls be saved and the wounded made whole.

Your sister in Christ.

Posted in Family, RetroStank, Self Esteem, Spirit and In-Spirit-ation

The Answer

This is a Read-Aloud exercise.

A MUST READ-ALOUD EXERCISE:
A MUST READ-ALOUD EXERCISE:

Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus. Jesus.

My grandmama taught me to meditate  on Him. Repeating His name as she cleaned the kitchen, washed her dishes, and cooked the vegetables from her garden. She chanted His powerful name while she put the cornmeal back in the cabinet, and the milk and eggs back in the box.

The peace and the energy that gave her!

My grandmama was a witness wherever and whenever: at Brookshire’s, at Simmons Bank, at the Extension Office, at Ford Car Servicing. She was a little old Paul of Tarsis in terms of her fervency in spreading the Good News.

So I am obligated by her example to share who He is. Our Redeemer. The Master. Our Savior. Forever.

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.  John 14: 6

I love the Lord. He IS ALWAYS there. In my darkest hour, I tried Him. When my grandmama died, I was eight months pregnant. It was about 10 pm when I found out. I laid across the sofa and called His name. I loved my grandmother. I lived with her in my youth and in young adulthood. I expected that she would meet her first great-grand. But He is your present help.

I’m still here. Ain’t wearing head-to-toe black everyday and crying all over myself, I trust Him.

Confess your sins, repent, and be baptized. He is waiting on you.

💗

R.S.

Posted in Family, Mind., RetroStank, Self Esteem, Spirit and In-Spirit-ation

All My Trials

folks wanna read that light, fluffy stuff, but I have to be real: life in 2015 is often full of doo-doo. 

I done took some hits, yall.

Like Langston Hughes, life sho ain’t been no crystal stair. 

  
I am asking God to tell me. Show me, what I must do. 

The “shucks” or “lowballs” are up in the thousands like those arrow-shaped waiting tickets near closing time…I been holding back the tears so long my mouth taste like  straight salt water from all the Undropped tears slipping back into my throat. I will tell you what my shortcomings are: too hard-headed, too self-reliant, uncommunicative about issues, and lately, a bad planner.

 I am striving.

 My husband is STRIVING. 

The systems, man, are structured against us. The odds are stacked like monoliths. 

BUT!

Jesus is the only one for me, when I think of Him. My mind is worry-free, so free, so free. All the struggles of this world can’t get me down. Cuz in Him, I found. In Him I found, sweet peace of mind. 

(Song here: http://youtu.be/AL8Ohs39O5Q)

That’s all folks.