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Thanking God for Yesterdays

I know it is said that we should never dwell on the past. However true, this is not about dwelling. It is not about wallowing. It’s about reflection. If you don’t reflect, how do you explain and be grateful for where you are? What good would memories be?

Sometimes we aren’t content in our present circumstance but, this is then a chance to think about what was done to get you in that circumstance. To realize what you’d like to do differently.

Let me get back to my original thought….

This morning before my alarm went off, I laid in my bed and reflected on how amazing God is. Amongst all of my ‘thank yous’, I realized I thanked God for my yesterdays. I had to stop in that moment and ask myself “self, why did you say that?’ One, well it was said because I meant it, shoo. You know I had to put a little sass in there lol. Two, why the heck not?? God has brought me through!!!! Do you hear me??!!! Well, in this instance, read me?? …… Still bringing me through. Whew my goodness, when I say ‘brought me through’, I mean….. the things I felt my heart couldn’t take any more. The earlier part of this year was a sheer reflection of that…. I digress. I’ve been equipped with the wherewithal to continually heal, keep moving and continue to love. To not touch that danged fire again. To ask the questions, gain clarity and not be a martyr for people’s feelings. To innerstand that I matter… I MATTER. I matter because of my yesterdays. I wouldn’t be here if there were no yesterdays.

And neither would you

People Are Not Possessions

Please note:

People are not items to be possessed. They are NOT property nor belong to you.

You want to possess something? Possess love. Possess understanding. Possess respect. Possess freedom. Possess self control and discipline.

Take hold of your damned self. 

Then you won’t feel the need to control/possess others. 

That is all

Love and Consideration

One of the highest forms of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you.

That is all… that’s the post…

Voice

What’s in a voice? Expressions of excitement, nervousness, hurt, concern and so much more. But the one that makes me smile is the voice of love. My dad passed away almost two years ago.. And before he left this earth, one of the first things to leave him was his voice. I never really knew how important it is to us well, to me, to hear the thoughts and goings on in someone’s heart and mind… until it was gone. Written words mean a lot to me. One reason why is because it gives an outlet like no other when the verbals aren’t working lol. The other is the intrigue of someone actually taking the time out to sit down for a brief or long while to wholeheartedly express themselves. But still, there is nothing like hearing the voice of someone’s thoughts, the ups and downs of verbal expression. The tone alone can make the listener want to hear more; give them a sense of yearning to know or anticipate what’s coming next. It can take you through so many emotions in one sitting. 

My dad was a historian. To hear him speak about evolution, the Egyptians, Black History and even the bible always had my attention. But there was nothing more pleasing than to hear him call me “baby”, speak those words of encouragement or just laugh. That is what a voice would do. Can’t you envision my smile right now? 

For You…Dad

Daddy,

I’ve always loved you,

but now I appreciate you in a whole new way.

When I was young,

you were more than a father. You were a teacher,

a confidant, my superhero-

protecting and guiding me as I found my place in the world.

Full of hugs, stories and advice just for your “baby girl”.

I see things from a woman’s perspective now and

I still cherish our time together-

perhaps even more…

Both of us have changed of course… You are of heaven and I’m longing..

Longing to hear your voice and see your face.

I am now…

and forever will be, grateful to have a dad as loving as you in my corner.

And, I’ll always be your “baby girl”.