I had it all planned …

For my 40th birthday, I had everything planned. 🥳

I’d purchased lingerie, a few toys (I don’t mean for the kids 🤷🏽‍♀️), sent the children to sleepovers and transformed our bedroom into my party. 😜🤸🏾‍♀️

Got dressed, lite the candles, turned on some music and off the lights. 🙈💦🎯⏰

All I needed was my husband. 😻💋 I waited and when I heard him come in, I prepared myself for his reaction … you know what he did?
Find out in my book #TheMarriageBed 🙃

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Lynn and Jerome Watson have been together since meeting in the halls of Booker T. Washington High School, in 1993. Twenty-five years, a house, business and three children later they are on the heels of their 18th wedding anniversary and Lynn’s 40th birthday.

Her only request … a night of fun, at home, with her husband and maybe a few toys.

Lynn thinks their marriage bed is suffering and wants to spice it up. Jerome, on the other hand, thinks Lynn is overreacting. His thoughts, if it ain’t broke, don’t break it trying to fix it.

Then something happens that shakes up the Watson household and secrets are revealed but the biggest secret, Jerome has and his lips are sealed.

Bible says in Hebrews 13:4, “Let marriage be held in honor among all, and let the marriage bed be undefiled, for God will judge the sexually immoral and adulterous.” But what happens when life starts throwing daggers, lies, turns and twists?

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God still works on Saturday

It’s Saturday, yeah, we all know this (unless you’re in a totally different time zone), but you get what I mean. However, for somebody who woke up this morning feeling defeated, God still works on Saturday. For somebody who moved and cried out in pain, God still works on Saturday. For you, my sister and my brother, whose mind is filled with worry, God still works on Saturday.

See, you think you need to wait to Sunday. No boo, God still works on Saturday. So, what do you do? You call out to God. You cry out to God. You pray to God. You trust God. You allow God to work because He still works on Saturday.

You can get healed, today.

You can be blessed, today.

You can receive God, today.

You can be delivered today.

You can get your miracle today.

You can receive breakthrough, today.

God still works on Saturday.

“But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and he will stand upon the earth at last. And after my body has decayed, yet in my body I will see God!”

Job 19:25-26

The Pastor’s Admin

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Hello, hey, hi … 🙋🏽‍♀️

My name is Daphne Gary and I’ve been doing administrative work for almost 20 years. For the most part, I enjoy it … until Joseph Thornton; correction, Pastor Joseph Thornton.

Don’t get me wrong, Joe is definitely one of God’s chosen, however, he has demons. BIG DEMONS. The call the priest and schedule the exorcism kind of demons.

See, he’s handsome, he knows it and let’s just say, his flesh is willing and his spirit is weak. Yeah, the Negro is married and has been for ten years to his wife, Torre but he doesn’t respect her.

Child, this man has caused me to get grey hairs in places a lady should never be. 🙄 And when I think I’ve seen or heard it all, he manages to come up with a new way to leave me speechless. I thought things would be better once he started Assembly of God Christian Center, four years ago, but it took him to an entirely different level and I don’t mean in a good way.

Anyway. I can’t truthfully answer why I stay, but I can tell you one thing…I won’t be able to deal with him much longer because it’s either going to be his secrets or my sanity.

While I figure it out, here’s my story of being the Pastor’s Admin.

DISCLAIMER This is Christian FICTION which includes some sex scenes and language. ***

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2:32 AM – Book Excerpt

The bible tells you how to fight the enemy but what do you do when it feels like it is God you’re up against?

Charlotte’s nightmare began at 2:32 AM, the morning she experienced the most unimaginable pain ever, the loss of a child.

Now, she finds herself angry at God. She trusted Him and He took her only child. She prayed to Him and it seems as if He has turned His back on her. And if things could not get worse, hell keeps showing up at her door.

What can she do, when she continually cries in the darkness but gets no answer? Where can she turn when it feels like her back is against the wall and there is no way out? Who can she depend on if God let her down?

Questions Charlotte ponder when the memories snatch her from her sleep at 2:32AM. Questions that make her angry because to her, God has forsaken them.

2:32 AM by Lakisha Johnson


2:32AM – Charlotte’s Therapy Session

“How have you been since our last meeting?”

“In all honesty Dr. Mitchell, I don’t know how I am. One minute I think I am doing good and the next I’m crying uncontrollably.”“That is to be expected Charlotte. You suffered a major loss.”

“But when does it get better?”

“I wish I had the answer. In your moments of crying, what are you feeling?”

“Sometimes I feel like I want to close my eyes and never open them again.”

“As in suicide?”I nod.“When was the last time you had thoughts of harming yourself?”

“Last night or early this morning, the times are all running together.”“What stopped you?”

“I’m afraid to die. Even though this pain is sometimes unbearable, I am still afraid of death.”

“Why is that?”“I don’t know, maybe it is fear of the unknown.”

“Do you believe God has a plan for our lives?” She asks.“I do.”

“What do you believe your purpose is?”

“I haven’t figured it out yet. Since losing our baby, I feel empty.”

“Tell me about Micaela.”

I sigh, trying to stop the tears that want to leap from my soul. “She, um, she was born January fourth at 7:42pm. She was stubborn, like me, deciding she was coming on her own time.” I laugh. “She had dimples, the softest hair and the sweetest smell.”

“Do you have pictures of her?”

“I do but I haven’t looked at them since she died.”

“Why not?”

“It’s too hard.”

Neither of us say anything so I break the silence.

“This morning, I was on the internet and I searched for the name of mothers who have lost children.”

“What did you find?”

“A lot of blogs on how to grieve and deal with the loss but nothing gives us a name.”

“Do you think you need one?”

“Of course. We should be called shells.”

“Why shells?”

“Because a definition of shell is an outer form without substance.”

“Why do you feel you have no substance? You’re alive with breath in your body, a heart and soul and in your right mind.”

“Yea but what is my purpose? What kind of substance do I have? I had a baby but she died so I’m no longer a mother.”

“What about being a wife?”

“A wife. Humph. Funny you should ask …”

Have you read 2:32 AM: Losing Faith in God?

Have you really tried God?

It’s Monday and somebody woke up this morning fighting just to live. Maybe you tossed and turned all last night. Maybe the enemy wants you to think you aren’t the miracle you are. Maybe sickness is overbearing, grief is beating on the walls of your heart or hurt is all that’s spilling from your mouth. Maybe, you got more bills than money, more sickness than health insurance, more problems than solutions, more tiredness than sleep, more folk asking than what you got to give or more faults than faith.

Maybe you’re just tired of trying to figure things out.

Well, have you tried God? No, I mean, have you really tried Him? Have you fasted to fill up your faith? Have you prayed to put the pieces back together? Have you trusted that He’ll give you what you’re thirsting for? Have you been obedient to what He’s said to do? Have you sowed what He told you to sow or severed what He told you to cut off? Or are you fearful of what God could possibly do? Because you know good and well, if you fast and pray, God will do. You know, if you try Him, He may pull you out of what you’re comfortable in. You know if you test Him, He’ll prove His worth. You know if you call out, He’ll show His strength. You know, if you seek Him, you’ll find Him, and He may have to sever some stuff that feels good, but ain’t good for you.

Yeah, you may be tired of fighting the enemy, but you keep straddling the fence on whether to give God all of you because you like the perks of the world. How’s that working for you? You can’t keep playing with this thang. Stop giving the enemy power over you. Try God. No, really try God and see if He won’t do what His word promises. Bible says in Jeremiah 33:2-3, “Thus says the LORD who made the earth, the LORD who formed it to establish it, the LORD is His name, ‘Call to Me and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things, which you do not know.’”