Lakisha, the Author

Daily Devotional – 3/16/16 “Suffering builds strength!”

Why is it, as Christians, we want the blessings God give but we don’t want the suffering? That’s like only wanting the good part of a relationship which means you probably run every time it gets bad. And you have to wonder why you have commitment issues? You do know that all days aren’t going to be good, don’t you? There will be times it won’t go right no matter what you try but you have to recognize that this is a part of life. I mean, if you quit each time something didn’t go right, you’d never accomplish anything. This is why you have to suffer, sometimes, because it builds your strength. If you didn’t go through anything, how would you know what you can handle? If you’ve never been through a breakup, how would you know what a broken heart feels like in order to get over it? If you’ve never been without, before, how would you know that you can survive? If you’ve never had to struggle, how can you possible know your strength?

Think about it. You are strong because of the moments that made you weak. Those nights you only had $8 but had to feed your family. The nights you had to sleep next to the hospital bed of a dying parent or a sick child. The day you had to bury your spouse. The day you signed the divorce papers, received that foreclosure notice or got the call about repossessing your car.. Those long days and nights spent going through chemo and radiation. Those weeks of rehab, the months without a job, the years without a car or house and a lifetime of feeling unwanted; these weak moments make you strong. Don’t believe me? Then go through something. You don’t know how strong you are until you are standing there and strong is the only option you have to choose from. Don’t discount the struggle you’ve been through, going through or are about to go through. God doesn’t give us anything He hasn’t already worked out in advance. All He needs you to do is have faith in Him and then trust in yourself. Simply tell God, “My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word (Psalm 119:28)” and He’ll do it for His word says in 1 Peter 5:10, “And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.”

Daily Devotional – 3/15/16 “Walking dead!”

The enemy has a hold of somebody this morning and he has you making your own funeral plans. He has you thinking the diagnosis means death. He’s put it in your mind that you can’t live without the one who ended the relationship. He walked all through your dreams last night and you got up saying, I can’t do it. The enemy is even walking through some of our homes where he’s become comfortable because we’ve allowed him too. He’s gotten into our children because although we pray for ourselves, when are we praying for them? You’ve given the enemy so much power that now you’ve become the walking dead! Yea, you have a pulse but you won’t live because the enemy has made you fearful of the day light. You have warm blood coursing through your veins but the enemy has you scared to breathe. You have functional organs but he’s been whispering in your ear, “What if they fail again?” Baby, you are the walking dead. You are in dead-end relationships, working on dead-end jobs and holding on to dead stuff simply because you are afraid of what might happen if you let go. The enemy has fooled you into thinking you can’t shake that addiction, you can’t fast and pray, you don’t need to go to worship service, God isn’t hearing you and now you’ve become the walking dead.

But why have we given the enemy so much power? Why does he get to dictate how you should live? Beloved, I don’t know about you but I’ve seen what God can do and I’ll place it all on Him before I believe in the enemy’s schemes. I’ve seen the miraculous manifestations that have taken place in the lives of those the doctor said wouldn’t live. I’ve seen the healing of those man said wouldn’t survive cancer. I’ve witnessed the testimony of those society said shouldn’t be nothing because of where they were raised. Oh, I know what God can do because He’s doing it for me, right now. You don’t have to take the enemy at his word. Yes, he will make it seem like you won’t get off your sick-bed. He will throw naysayers in the midst of your congregation to try to kill your vision. He will take away those you thought loved you and he will make it seem like you’ll never win but he is a lie! He is a bold face lie and today I do declare that you shall live and not die! You shall be first and not last! You will win! You will be the lender and not the borrower. So put away those grave clothes, there won’t be a burial of anything here. You will live and you will live victoriously. All you have to do is believe it!

“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9

Rated R Excerpt Ms. Nice Nasty 2

Lookahere fellow readers … this is a rated R excerpt so govern thyself accordingly!

I hear his pants unzip as I impatiently wait for what he is about to do to me. I can feel the juices between my legs starting to run so I take it upon myself to play in my candy box.

Inserting two fingers into her, I let out a soft moan of pleasure just as Thomas brushes up against me.

I remove my fingers and he begins to rub the head of his rock-hard penis against the opening of my girl.

“You want this dick?” he asks in my ear.

“Yes baby, give it to me.”

“Say please.”

“Please!” I moan a little bit louder.

He thrusts into me as I grab the edge of the desk and, at the exact time, Judy buzzes, “Judge Shannon, if you don’t need me, I’m going to head out.”

I reach for the phone and press the button to respond at the same time Thomas hits my spot.

“Oh!” I say releasing the button.

“Judge Shannon, are you ok?” Judy asks.

“Uh, yes Judy I am, um, I’m good. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes!” That was actually in response to Thomas but she took it too.

“Okay, you have a great night and I’ll see you in the morning.”

I can’t even reply because Thomas is sending an orgasm through me that’s making my legs weak.

He grabs one of my legs and raises it up on the desk as he continues to thrust into me.

“Oh God, this feels so good.”

He then stops.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” he says, stepping out of his shoes and pants.

He grabs me and leads me over to the table in the middle of the room. He lays me on my back and enters me again. He has my legs over his shoulders as he plays my girl like a drum. He’s beating her something good and the moans coming from my mouth are making great music.

I pull him down to me, covering his mouth with mine as he continues to give me all of him.

“Ooo,” I moan into his mouth. “I’m cumm— Oh my God!”

He pulls back and slows down, going in and out. He then takes my hands and pulls them over my head as his strokes get faster.

“Uh,” he grunts, as my breath is now caught in my throat from the feelings running through me. I don’t know whether to cry or scream.

Collapsing on top of me, “That was good,” he says into my mouth as he inserts his tongue.

When I finally come up for air, I laugh. “Where in the hell have you been the past fifteen years?”

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As always
Happy Reading!
Lakisha

Daily Devotional – 3/14/16 “Side effects”

For the last few weeks, I’ve been dealing with the reoccurrence of carpal tunnel pain. Now, anyone that know me knows I do not take pain medication unless I absolutely have too (I’m good with a few ibuprofens) because I’m usually allergic to it all and it makes me itch something horrible. However, a few days I’ve had to take a pain pill along with a few Benadryl until my doctor appointment this week and this got me to thinking. See, when the pain became bad enough I had to break down and take a pain pill, even though I knew it would make me itch. Why? Well because sometimes we have to endure the side effects simply to get relief. What do I mean? I have to endure the side effects of the pain medication just to get enough relief to go to sleep. We have to endure the attacks of the enemy in order to know we are God’s anointed. We have to push through some pain just to birth our destiny. We have to sacrifice in order to succeed. We have to stumble, sometimes, just to stay sane. We have to put up with the naysayers on the way to getting our blessings. We have to go through surgery, radiation or chemo to get our healing. We have to go through death in order to live again. What’s my point? We all have to deal with some unwelcomed side effects, on this side.

Yea, we deal with the side effects of tears, hurt, confusion and grief after losing a loved one. We deal with the side effects of worry after the diagnosis. We deal with the side effects of pain after being hurt. We deal with the side effects of loneliness after folk walk off. We deal with the enemy in the church right after preaching but oh, somebody shout oh, oh but then after the side effects … we get relief from migraine headaches after the medicine, a diagnosis of cancer remission after the treatment, a new purpose after the pain, a renewed salvation after the sacrifice, a joyful life after all the junk, a blessing after back sliding, a help mate after the hell we’ve been through, peace after all the late night pacing, a testimony after the tears, restoration after the repossession, faithfulness after the foreclosure, a greater anointing after the assault on our life, favor after we’ve fallen a few times, a new beginning after the battle, worthiness after the wandering and mercy after the mess! Yes, we may have some negative side effects but sometimes they are worth the positive effects we’ll feel afterwards! Don’t cast out what you sometimes have to swallow in order to be saved. It may just be the deliverance and breakthrough you’ve been waiting for.

“For it has been granted to you on behalf of Christ not only to believe in him, but also to suffer for him.” Philippians 1:29

Daily Devotional – 3/11/16 “Take off the mask!”

Thomas and Lacy Alright is a married couple of eight years who seem perfect. They have two well-behaved children, great jobs, a few cars and the nice house. They attend worship service, regularly, where she’s an Usher and he’s the deacon board chairman. They were recently asked to start a couple’s ministry at the church because everybody wanted to know how they kept a great marriage. He always stood close to her; she was never an arm distance away. He pulled out her chair, opened doors and even ensured she always looked nice. They did everything together. She rarely went out with friends and she doted on him. She cooked every night, kept the house clean and even catered to him and his friends when he would have guy’s night at the house. They had it all together. Until early one Sunday morning, the news broadcasted … “breaking news, Murder/Suicide” and the victims, Lacy and Thomas Alright. See, while Thomas was the ‘perfect’ husband to the world, he was a monster to his wife and this time he finally went too far. Yes, he kept her close because he didn’t want anyone seeing the bruises. And while everyone praised them, they were in pain. Folk never took the time to see the limp the son had from being kicked down the stairs or the bruises the daughter had from being punched, on occasions. They didn’t see the fear in the eyes of Mrs. Alright or how she flinched when someone grabbed her arm. Yea, folk missed it and it was because the Alrights always said they were alright!

Isn’t it something how we’d rather put on a mask than deal with the issues we’re facing? Does anyone else find it strange how folk will go hungry instead of asking for help or how a person (man or woman) will stay in abuse, all because they don’t want the world to know? Is it mind-boggling to anyone else how we allow generational curses to continually curse our families, generations after generations? When will it stop? We’ve got to stop pacifying our families and friends because there’s a possibility your feelings may get hurt. Well baby, I’d rather hurt your feelings than to stand at your coffin. Love doesn’t hurt. The only time love should make you cry is tears of joy. Take off the blinders and drop the act. If you need help, say it. If you know you need to get out, tell somebody. If you’re dying spiritually, reach out to someone. Beloved, you are supposed to have someone who is willing to go to war over your soul. I don’t mean physically fighting but I mean spiritually fighting. You need to surround yourself with folk who can pray you out of some stuff and who don’t mind petitioning God on your behalf. Surround yourself with folk who can cry with and then when you finish, they tell you; “Now, let’s go to war!”