Say it!

I thought I’d reshare this post from last year. I don’t know who it’s for, but if it’s you, here’s what I need you to say. MY FAITH IS IN GOD, NOT FLESH!

Say it with power because I need you to know, the devil is a liar. Whatever has been spoken over and against you, it is a lie and I’ve come with a counterattack declaring …

The sickness or disease won’t kill you. You’ll live, even with the scars, but you’ve got to believe it.

The grief. It won’t always be like this. You’ll smile again without your heart hurting so badly, but I need you to breathe through it.

This dark place you’re in, it’ll end, and you’ll find the light again. However, there are things you’re going to lose in the darkness, but it won’t be you.

Those suicidal thoughts can’t be your end. Sit up, inhale then exhale. Open your eyes, even with tears flowing. Do you see that? That’s another chance. Take it. Call the therapist. Talk to somebody. Get the help you need for depression. Take the medicine. Stop staying in a place that’s speaking negatively to you and your mind. You aren’t a failure. Starting over is okay.

The disappointment, mistake, or the thing that’s making you feel like a loser, sit in it. But only for a moment to learn the lesson. Then get up, takes your notes, hold your head up and get to work. This time, use what you learned to do and be better.

I don’t know what you’re facing, at this moment, but speak to it. Speak by the authority given to you by God and come out! You must survive this because we need you.

Here’s a prayer from a devotional I read. Pray it.

Lord, I am renewing my mind to the promises of protection You’ve provided. My trust is in You, and I have more faith in Your Word than what I may see with my natural eyes. In the name of Jesus. Amen

STOP!

Stop allowing people to force you to be someone you’re not comfortable being!

Stop staying in places you’re uncomfortable!

Stop holding your peace when doing so hurts you!

Stop thinking you HAVE to go, do, be, or give!

Stop believing you can’t say no!

Stop pouring all of yourself into people, places, and things!

Stop thinking you don’t need to rest!

Stop acting strong, all the time!

Stop saying you’re okay when you’re not!

Stop acting like you don’t need help!

Stop devaluing your worth!

Stop holding back!

Stop giving the enemy credit!

Stop thinking God won’t do what you need!

Stop believing you don’t need relationships!

Stop condemning yourself!

Stop holding unforgiveness!

Stop self-sabotaging!

Stop the self-doubt!

Stop being bullied by fear!

Stop explaining your place, purpose, and anointing to people who don’t have the capacity or care to accept you!

Stop holding yourself back because somebody can’t understand why it’s you!

Stop believing the good of God can’t be for you!

Stop thinking you need a sign. You ARE the sign!

In 2024, find your voice, your strength, your belief, your trust, your get-up, your reason to go on, your plan of how to try again, and your ability! This year, trust God and you.

She had time … do you?

I thought I’d share this again …

She had the house, the finest car, and the custom-made clothes. She was top in her graduating class and her business was booming. She’d made it and vowed to never go back to the place she was raised because it had nothing for her. Sure, she sent money home to her parents, but all the siblings had to know it. Sure, she made the occasional calls, but it was to brag, never to ask about them.

When her mom got sick, she sent flowers. When her sister was losing her house, she sent a check with conditions. She never made time for anybody or anything unless it benefited her, even God. Yes, she joined a church but not to serve, she liked the honorable mentions of being the biggest tithe payer.

Then a stroke knocked, and it crippled her. The people at the church, they didn’t show up. Her employees, they didn’t come but her family did. The same parents she hollered at whenever they asked her to come home. The same brother she “didn’t fool with” because of prior drug use, he was there. The sister she called a slut for having two babies out of wedlock, she was there. They wiped the mouth that had been so foul. They helped her learn to walk again even though she used to walk all over them. They help with speech therapy, although she never had anything good to say.

One night as she lay in the bedroom she grew up in, trying to find strength to make her left arm move, she cried. Not because of the stroke, but because of the space she’d allowed to grow between her and her family. She wanted to hug them, but it was hard to do now. So, she cried, realizing the money she made didn’t mean anything because all they wanted was her. She cried because the bragging she did couldn’t bless her, the hating couldn’t heal her, and the fancy stuff couldn’t free her. And now, the bible she never read lay stretched open on her nightstand and the God she’d forsaken, she now prayed to; thanking Him for the chance to make things right.

She had time because this story isn’t real but what about you? Do you have the time to forgive, forget and make things right before your clock runs out? Will you have the time to say, “I forgive you,” “I love you,” “I’m sorry” or will your ego keep you from evolving and your pride keep you from offering peace? Will you have the time before 2018 closes? Will you have the time to make it right before you’re weeping at a casket, holding a body that can’t speak back?

“Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” – James 4:14

Merry CHRISTmas

In the early morning of Christmas … For those who are crying themselves to sleep, I pray God’s peace will cover you like the warmest blanket until your tears cease and sleep increases. For those who are sitting next to a loved one’s sick bed, I’m praying God’s healing power flows in like a flood healing every broken bone or sick place, swiftly. For those whom depression has a grip on, I’m praying God‘s power releases you from the bonds and you’re able to breathe.

For the victims of abuse (of any kind), I pray God closes the hand of your abuser, allows their belittling words to catch in their throat, and He deals them the justice they deserve, swiftly, so you can finally heal in peace and feel happiness again. For anybody suffering this holiday, may you be set free, healed, and made whole. For you who are grieving, may you get the comfort you need to remember your loved one without it hurting so much. For you on the verge of throwing in the towel, I pray your faith does not fail and you push through to survive.

Whatever it is, I’m praying for you ma’am, sir.

Merry CHRISTmas ❤️

Get Up!

Twas the day before Christmas, and all you can find is confusion and misunderstanding in the depths of your mind.

Sickness stormed in, death angel claimed some loved ones, bills piling up, depression won’t leave you alone, laid off, your marriage is troubled and your child is in the hospital or jail … what’s merry about this Christmas, right?

Here’s what I’ve grown to understand, things will happen beyond our control and the day/time doesn’t change it. Yes, it hurt. Yes, it causes questions that you may or may not get the answers to. Yes, it causes tears and sleepless nights. Yes, to all the things going through your mind.

Yet, on this Christmas Eve, I simply stopped to tell you … don’t give up. Easier said than done, right? Sure. But you can decide to keep getting up. Even through depression, grief, heartache, sickness, and loneliness; get up. When it feels like you’re being defeated, get up. When it looks like things won’t work out, get up. When you can’t form words, get up. With tears, pain, confusion, questions … get up.

Getting up is the hardest part, but when you decide to do it, you’ll then feel the strength to try.

I don’t know what you’re going through, but don’t allow it to hold you hostage today. Get up.

I’m praying for you. 💚