“Lets get the Joy back”

Hey,

 

 

Thank you Lord……I had a wonderful week, last week. Prayers were answered, met a doe doe bird ( rolls eyes), my Pastor gave me confirmation today, and I’m gearing up for the weekend!!!

 

 

Where do I start?  Monday, I met this guy at work. I was working the 21 items or less lane. He was tall, thick, like I like him, nice smile, brown skin. I knew he was staring at me while I was ringing up the customer before him. I like to mess with a man’s mind sometimes, so when it was his turn, I adjusted my eyes and batted my lashes, looked up at him  and said……… *Hello*. LOL I thought he was gonna pass out. LOL He told me that I was beautiful and instead of  him asking for my phone number. He stood around talking as I went to ring up the next person. At some point, I said to myself, let me give this man my cell phone number. He was happy because * I knew what he wanted without asking*. Ummm okay. That evening he called me around 7:38 ish. We were talking and getting to know each other and asking questions. I asked him where did he live? He’s an event promoter in Nashville Tennessee. I said to him, how are you gonna talk to me and you live in Nashville? I said why didn’t you say that in the beginning? Stuff like that change things. He was talking about his ex-wife ( she was a Virgo too), he’s a Cancer. It was just something about him that I couldn’t place my finger on. As we went on for a while, he just started cursing and I promise he said about 5000 words, and 4200 of them was B’s AND MF’s! Now, I KNOW my tongue can get colorful at times, but dayummmmm!!!  LOL Then … he had nerves to say…. I NEED some GOOD P*! I said to myself, that’s a wrap for you boo.  Hear my voice for the last time, cause this is your conversation with me. I told him…… let me call you back. I never did, and he blew my phone up the next day. LOL

 

See, when you get older, you let that kinda mess go. I don’t have time for that. One of my best friends feel that I’m too hard on men, and that I don’t give them a chance. I had to break it down to her, cause see she’s married happily, she doesn’t have to work, has 12-year-old  boy/gurl  twins and sometimes she forgets my struggle. She’s been knowing me for 20 years. Back in the day, yeah, I would meet a guy, and if he had 1000 flaws, I would see good in him and  take him in. I’m 42 years old, GURL BYE, I’m not “accepting applications” for any old dude that comes along. When I meet them, look them in the eye, and have a few minutes of their time, I can already see. Sometimes it takes a few weeks, some may end up being a  good friend, some get the AX. But I know….. Once I explained to her that the older you get, the search narrow. She FINALLY got it!!! Whewwww gurlllllll!

 

 

Today, my Pastor’s topic was * Lets get the Joy back*! This topic for me goes hand and hand with the *Seek his Face* topic that God and I talked about. For years, and years, and years….. I couldn’t understand why  I was always the one people come to for advice, why was I the one always in a good mood, why was I the one to get it * started* when we had get togethers and gurl functions. I knew it was just apart of my personality. Then, I got tired of that. People calling with their problems, and issues and needing to know why this and why that? And I got to the point were I’d say……. Gooooooo to God like I do!!!! *Blank Stare* I was going to God with all my stuff, but here they come with all their stuff on me.  I got depressed, and stopped answering my phone, I put a note on my house door that said call first, and if you didn’t, DONT KNOCK ON MY DOOR. My family  and friends were laughing, but I was stressed out. I wasnt taking another phone call on  SOMEBODY ELSE’S ISSUES. They were draining me. I remember I was 14, I would read my bible and ask for Wisdom. I would read the book of Proverbs everyday. I wanted Wisdom so badly. I wanted to know things before they happened, not for bragging rights, but to know a head of time.

 

 

One day in my early 20’s. I would sit up and God would tell me something before it happens, and when it would come to pass, I would be so geeked. But then it was happening often, and my *friends* ( looking back they didn’t know any better* would start to look at me funny, and think I was crazy. So, one day, I was like God….. take this from me!!!!  People don’t get it, I don’t understand it. Why do you have to tell me stuff in advance and  BUT YOU DON’T TELL THEM? I felt out of place, weird, and advanced. This was a big deal for me, I had started straying away from God a little due to partying, men, and drinking. I flat-out told God to take this Discernment away from me. I didn’t want it.

 

 

 And He did. 😦

 

 

For years, it seemed as if I was’nt living  under his umbrella. Felt like I was living life in a dark room, no light switches, or anything. I had gained and lost friends, told God I needed my discernment back. I told him I was sorry, I didn’t know any better, and could he please give it back to me. Oh goodness, it took some time too. Boy, did it take time. But when he restored it, it seemed to be 100 times greater. I wouldn’t ever want to wake up and its gone. Not in these days. I’m so grateful to him for that. He knew I didn’t know any better. I guess I’m saying all of that to say… when my Pastor said ” Lets get the Joy back”.. I got it!

 

 

One day this past week, I was working and sometimes my mind will leave the building. God was speaking to me about who I am. At times I can’t understand why I’m always so upbeat and friendly. God told me, he said LaCrease you are to be a light at all times. I give you Peace, and Joy. You don’t have drama in your home, or in your life. I make sure to that. So that when you are in public, people can look at you and see ME!!! He said people are drawn to you, I gave you that voice to be able to speak ANYTHING in the atmosphere. He said you’re not afraid of what others would say about me, you are BOLD and I need that. He said show yourself friendly and that’s when you can talk to people about me. I was blown away…… that explains this new attitude I have since being back from Atlanta, and the lady that spoke to me.

 

 

So then, Friday I was in the lunch room reading and talking back and forth to my Christian Sister Gina. She was boiling her some hotdogs in the microwave, had chilli, hot dog buns, chips, juice the works, LOL She is the only one who will bring a dinner to work and cook that baby…… and it look and taste good.  I noticed that it was only a handful of us there, and that we had 2 new male co-workers. One of them I was training, so he sat with me. I gave him a fork to eat his corn, and the other guy sat at the table over from us by himself. Gina, said to him, hey you want a hot dog come on get one of these, we feed people up in here!!!! And to both of our surprise he got up and went to her table and ate.  So, I’m saying to myself, he was sitting there hungary all along, while we ate. Oh, I felt so bad for not noticing that he was hungary. He got up and fix him one of Gina’s chilli dogs, chips and she gave him money to buy a pop out of the machine. See, I know how hard it is on the first day of work. Money is low, its hard trying to figure out how you’re gonna keep gas in the car, eat, or snack its hard!!!! Thats when Christians come in. We’re supposed to be conscience of situations like this. I don’t expect EVERYONE to do that job, I feel its OUR responsibility to make sure that their wants/ needs are met. I can’t sit there eat, and not offer  anything. Thats when Disceenment kicks in.”John” and “whatshisface” can come in and not notice,( and thats okay), but its OUR job to “feel” the need of others. I gave him a coupla dollars, and that’s how you make others Praise God.  I don’t even know the boys name. That’s how you plant seeds, one day he’s going to be in position to do the very same thing. All it takes is for him to be Blessed in that way.That was all God, cause it wasnt me. I didn’t pay too much attention to the fact that he was in the room, until Gina noticed it first. Im thinking about forming a Hospitality Board at work, made up of Christians, to aid and assist the new people who start work.  Its hard those first days leading up to a first check. Real hard. I say that because for some reason, the new people I train always ask me for change/money to buy a candy bar or something…… always during their training days. And I know its God who sends them because I’m approachable. I love it!!!! God bought that to my attention a few days ago. So that’s why I was rejoicing today when my Bishop preached on  “Lets get the Joy back”.

 

I know my assignment now, everyday since I’ve been seeking his face. I’m suppose to be a magnet to bring people to Christ. I talk about God all day to anybody who will listen. It explains why I’m always friendly. God put this light inside of me and I’m going to let it shine.

 

 

Alright! I’m going to see my other boo this weekend. Maxwell, and my gurl Jill Scott @ The Palace of Auburn Hills, this Saturday night. I paid $220.00 for that seat…….12th row. Yea, that may be close to you, but ummmm that’s too far back for me. I love Maxwell, but he pisses me off when he adds 3 and 4 extra foo foo’s to the bill. For $220.00 I WANT ALL MAX. I don’t mind seeing Jill, because I’ve never seen her live. But for his June’s show, he added all these other people to his bill, that aint cool at all. You aint bout to split my $220.00 with 4 ppl. LOL That means Imma get short-changed .LOL Nah, I’ll pass. He did that back in Sept when he was here in Detroit, adding all those people at the last minute. OOOO weeeeee I wasnt happy at all. But I  was good after the concert. LOL He threw down!!!

 

 

Well, I’m about to chill out and listen to some music.

 

 

 

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