Be the one to whom girls and women can go without shame, to share their pain from abuse they’ve endured. Be the one who helps see them through; the one who holds them assuring them, it’s not their fault.


Be the one who sees them and believes them, the one who lets them speak and cry, as they remember. Be the one who looks them in their eyes, with eyes of love and empathy, desirous of fighting for them and helping them fight for themselves and their sisters, daughters and friends.

Be the one to whom young men turn and not feel less than, when they need to cry or express their feelings. Be the one to guide them without judgement . Be the one to show them what a real man looks like.

Be the one to call out wrong and not hide in fear of loosing. Be the one to trust truth rather than stand in support of lies. Be the person to find the good in even the least of these, remembering the grace given to you.


Be the one to take the time to listen to those who have aged. Be the one to appreciate their wisdom though time has taken its toll on them. Be the one to show them their use. Be the one to sit at the side of the ailing; the one who brushes their hair and softly sings songs of love, as you hold in yours, their fragile hands.


Be the one who visits those in prison, those put away and often forgotten. Let them know that no one is worthless or without hope. Be the one to show others that you care. Be the one to go to the low places and show them love.


Be the one to ask forgiveness and then the one to forgive. Be the one to show the world the One who does it best!

Lord I want to be a Christian in my heart, mind,body and soul.

Matthew 25:40.

Happy Monday

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I had a dream that I was standing in a large field with my two children, Imani and Armand. With us were their family/friends, Porsche and Shalisha Vanderhorst. The only other thing in the field was a large old fashioned clothing trunk, which we periodically sat on, I imagine, to rest. Some of you may remember those. Clearly we were waiting to travel somewhere. I began looking up and singing, “I’m so glad Jesus”. I sang it over and over; “I’m so glad Jesus”.

While looking up, I saw a small black spot that moved closer as I sang. After what seemed some minutes, it came toward us coming through a now opening cloud. It looked like a wound, a healed hole in the middle of the hand of an outstretched arm.


As it moved closer and became clearer, we saw Jesus stepping out a cloud, as I continued to sing just those four words, “I’m so glad Jesus”. The more I sang , the closer He came. Though I was sleeping, I could feel tears streaming down my face and a strong feeling of joy rose up in my soul. I woke up, tears still streaming down my face, but now I was sad because I realized seeing my husband asleep beside me, it was only a dream.


I sat up in my bed trying to hold on to that amazing feeling of joy. When they woke up that morning, I shared with my family, my dream and Armand, my son, said, “Mommy, you’re supposed to sing Jesus here”. And that’s what I’ve tried to do, continue singing about His coming.


Today, I may not be singing in an open field , but I continue to sing, Jesus is coming, and I’m so glad. I’m not just glad He’s coming to rescue us from this world, but He would have rescued us from ourselves. We’re tempted to think, we want to be freed from bad people, sin everywhere, often forgetting that we must be “lifted” from our own despicable selves.


We may not practice behaviors of those who may not know Him, and often we do; but often we’re driven by another darkness. We’re driven by greed, anger, the horrible inability to forgive . We’re overwhelmed by fear, anxiety and manipulation. We are full of us, and Jesus, with His amazing self paid a high price to free us from us. Yes, I’m so glad Jesus and soon my dream will become a reality. Jesus will step out from an opening in the sky, there will be many more than me, Armand, Imani, Porsche, and Shalisha, waiting for Him; and my song will be sung by a number too large to count, singing Hallelujah, I’m so glad Jesus! Get excited!

1 Corinthians 15:51


HAPPY MONDAY

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Some years ago, Paul Williams and Roger Nichols wrote the song “Rainy days and Mondays”. The lyrics came about as Nichols recalled a season of want shared by he and his mom.

For the Carpenters, the brother and sister duo who made it famous, this song evoked sadness from a relationship gone bad. “Talking to myself and feeling old, sometimes I’d like to quit, nothin, ever seems to fit, hanging around, nothin to do but frown , rainy days and Mondays always get me down. What I’ve got they used to call the blues, nothing is really wrong, feeling like I don’t belong, rainy days and Mondays always get me down”.


For quite some time, in my season of testing, Mondays for me, made more evident in my mind, the reality of what I believed were my many failures. Sabbaths I could be Ike everyone else and Sunday’s was the day I felt allowed to brake from productivity, allowed to chill, to watch movies, to do nothing; but when Monday came and I had nothing to do, I died inside; no job to go to, no concerts or engagements to practice for, no family to care for.


Rainy days I could handle, but Mondays, no! We all have seasons in life and often they are seasons of testing. For me, in those seasons, I tend to pray more, study more and exercise a lot! Even when I was working out I’d find myself praying, praying that God wouldn’t let satan take me.


You see, I put unnecessary pressure on my own self and needed a serious attitude change and more importantly a trust change. Meaning , I stopped trusting when my strength and my ability failed. I hated Mondays. Monday made more clear to me,my nothingness. Yes Monday got me down.


So, why the blog? Well, we can’t do anything about that rain thing, nor can we stop Monday from coming. But maybe, together we can make those days a little bit brighter as we learn to walk by faith and not sight. Interestingly Nichols’ mother, after reading the lyrics, said this, “ It will be ok son, God always has a purpose”. And that’s the point! if you’re going though something today and it seems like it’s impossible for you, just remember, it’s not for God. He has a purpose and He truly, truly has a plan. Your God, our God is sovereign. He sees everything, he knows everything, and nothing is impossible for him! Find your way to Him, stay in His presence, come as you are, and don’t let go. God has a plan ! Happy Monday!


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