* I loved him* (Day 4)

I met him…….UGh…. hated him. Years later we met again. There was something different about this time. I became his gurlfriend.  We fell in Love. When I say he loved me… I MEANT….. HE LOVED ME. 

He went to jail….. got out, went to jail ……got out, went to jail,…. got out. I…. couldn’t take it anymore. I broke  up with him. Years later………. he got married, he went to jail again. Came home. I was on his mind, couldn’t take myself through it again. He loved his wife…..but he still missed me. He came to my house and told me that I was the reason why he was depressed, told me had I stayed with him and stuck it out, he wouldn’t be “in this mess”. Told me all what he was feeling……….was MY FAULT.

 Shortly…..He shot himself in the head………. and died.

 

Thank God… I don’t look like what I’ve been through.

A RE~post from January 12, 2006

8 “Will a man rob God? Yet you rob me.
      ”But you ask, ‘How do we rob you?’
      ”In tithes and offerings. 9 You are under a curse—the whole nation of you—because you are robbing me. 10 Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, that there may be food in my house. Test me in this,” says the LORD Almighty, “and see if I will not throw open the floodgates of heaven and pour out so much blessing that you will not have room enough for it.

 Malachi 3 (New International Version)
 
I hear people saying all the time “after I paid my tithes this or that” and I’d say to myself man that’s what I need to be doing. I’m tired of giving God “what’s left” after paying my bills.
 
Well, the first of the month rolled around, and guess what? Something came up. I had to pay a speeding ticket I had gotten back in Oct. The Sec of State sent me a letter saying that my license was suspended as of Jan 5, 2006. I was shocked, but in order for my licenses to be reinstated I had to pay $242.40. When I received that mail it was Jan 7, 2006. I was driving around with suspended licenses.
 
That following day by it being on my mind so tough. I had to go and pay it. I got up, called my job and told them that I was going to be late because I had business to take care of. I went paid my  ticket and extra fees and my licenses was reinstated.
 
Later on I started thinking about how I didn’t have any money left to tithe. For some reason I didn’t feel bad because “something had came up………God will understand.” So I dismissed it, and promised to start off fresh the following month in Feb 2006.
 
Well, Feb (2006) rolled around I had gotten my check and was checking off all the things that I had to do. For tithing I had down $150.00 to make up for January and part of Feb. After I finished checking off things, and looking at my money. I crossed out the 1 and decided that I was going to give God $50.00. Yep, sure did. I had done everything on the list and that was my final decision. God gets $50.00.
 
The very next day as my check sheet was sitting in front of me, I had on my coat about to go to work. My close friend Shaun called me from Chicago. She is like one of my best friends. She lived here in Detroit 4 years ago, for 14 years. She called me and  her voice sound different. First thing out of her mouth was Lacrease what are you doing? And I said about to go to work I have my coat on and everything. She said I am too, she said God told me to call you, she said I didn’t want to do it, because I don’t understand, but he keep getting on me about it.
 
I said okay Shaun what is it……………………. tell me. She said God said that money you are supposed to give to him, she said do it. I said HUH? I knew instantly what she was talking about.But I wanted her to keep going, cause I couldnt believe what I was hearing. She said God said  try him. She said it don’t make sense to me, because this message is for you, She said Im just telling you what he told me to tell you. He said tell her to give it to me. I stood there frozen on the phone, cause I knew what she was talking about. I neverrrrrrrr told her about my list, or even that there was a list. That’s something I do every week. We neverrrrr talked about my tithes, offerings or anything. That’s how I knew it was God telling her that.
 
He knew that I had scratched him down to $50.00 instead of $150.00. SHE NEVERRRRRRR KNEW. She said I don’t even want to know what he is talking about, she said and I have to go to work, and I will talk to you later. I hung up the phone and wanted to shake out of my coat. But I had to laugh cause God knows how to reach me and through the right people.
 
God didn’t have to tell me anything else. I grabbed $150.00 and I paid my tithes. I sent them to my Church that SAME DAY.
 
Not only did I pay my tithes but I sent an offering with it.   That couldn’t wait until Sunday. Cause my thing is you have to know it was God, she didn’t know anything about that. I dont even want to know my penalty of ignoring that. I was obedient quick fast and in a serious hurry.
 
Next week its pay day again. I know the enemy is going to come at me with something else to try to keep me from doing what’s right. Im praying (pray with me) that I continue to do what is right. I will keep you all updated.
 
Your Sister in Christ
Lacrease
 
 
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy

“Body and Soul”

♥ 

 

 I had a blessed day at work. Thank you Jesus for waking me up, and for going before me to be a blessing to others. Today is one of my quiet days. I know everyone has them. Sometimes you just want to sit and be to yourself. And today is one of those days.

 

Yesterday one of my Raisingurls♥ sent me a message on Facebook because she wanted to talk to me about something. I told her to call me ( she was in my group until her mother moved to Georgia last year and got married :). She was telling me that since she’s going to the 10th grade this fall, that boys are putting pressure on her to give up her virginity. ( WTH?) I wanted to jump right in, but I listened to the whole story first ( whew it was killing me). She said that mostly all the gurls there are having sex and its bothering her that they are putting pressure on her. I said look….. anytime somebody want … what YOU have and can’t have for themselves……….. ask yourself… DO I HAVE SOMETHING OF VALUE?  I said , don’t ever let anyone put pressure on you about whats yours!!! I told her that sex was for MARRIED ADULTS. Sex is not for teenagers, or singles. I asked her……. okay so suppose you do give yourself up under pressure. So, what, are you suppose to  announce to the SCHOOL that you’re no longer a VIRGIN?  And you become one of them now? I said now does that make sense to you? I asked her why would you have sex with a boy, ( which means you no longer have bragging rights) get in trouble with your mother, ( she don’t play) and have this name on you, that goes around and around the school? I said boo, there are 2 ways to do things in this world. God’s way, or the worlds way. There are NO other choices. NONE!!! I said the world way is to have Sex before marriage, and God’s way is to wait until you’re married. I told her that I was going to send her Scriptures to her FB account ( I did) to read, Plus, a few sentences to tell people who try to put pressure on her. I said , now look, when you hang up from me, you will have those 2 choices. And it’s up to you to decide. I told her God gives us free will, now that you know…… you shouldnt have trouble deciding whats right. Also there are consequences for NOT waiting……….. know that!! I believe she got it. 🙂  It trips me out what these kids go through just being kids/teens. When I was her age, I didn’t care what the next person was doing, if La’Crease didn’t like it, she wasnt doing it. :^ I was a virgin until I was raped, and to hear that pressure is being put on someone because they want to wait is terrible. I wish I could talk to those boys. My prayer is that she got it.

 

 

Today I was remembering clear as day, when that lady came through my line and told me that I was running from my Ministry. Then I got to thinking about how many ppl I put off because they want/need to speak to me. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed, my phone ring OFF THE HOOK, ppl knocking on my door, the kids in the neighborhood loves me and want to talk my ears off ( LOL), so many emails, customers, personal friends calling and coming to town. FB page off the hook, DM’s on Twitter. Whew!! Sometimes I shut down. I won’t answer my phone, door, and  will ignore emails. But see God showed me it’s because I never sat down to put things in its place. I need order in my life. I need to plan more ( I’m good at this), so when things sometimes surprise me and catch me off guard….. I’m not crazy. For example: when I’m done writing this entry, I’m going to read my bible ( read it daily) and yesterday I didn’t read it. So I have 2 days to catch up on ( reading the bible daily for one year) http://www.oneyearbibleonline.com/july.asp?version=72&startmmdd=0101  reading. I need to put aside time for Ministering to ppl, and to not get to personal, but to keep it moving. I understand that I can’t keep running and not answering the phone, and not answering the door, and not returning emails. It’s not so bad either. Because I understand that God is using me, my wisdom, my voice, because he knows I’m not afraid and will do it. I just had to quit running and understand the calling. Its time-consuming too. I always wondered why do I have so much peace in my home. I hear ppl going through this and that, and I would say wow, that never happened to me ( not saying it can’t) but there’s a lot of peace around me. Issues come, I go to God, leave it there, and let it go. Sometimes, they are hard to hand over to him ( whew), I try to figure it out on my own. It never work because it wears me out!!! LOL  I’ll post tomorrow.

 

After that for 30 days, only Scriptures.

 

Cree

 

 

There’s more

 Thank you Jesus for another day!!! Lord, Thank you for always listening to me. You know I’m in deep thought all the time. Goodness. When am I going to just learn to relax? LOL Lord, who else can deal with me other than you? Make sure you give my husband a pep talk about me, cause I know I can be a handful. I’m sooooo much fun tho, can’t stay upset long either!!

 

I still feel in my heart there is more God want me to know. I’m not feeling complete like I need too. There is more for me to know, and I need and want to know what it is. I still need to “Seek his face”. And I’m not resting like I should because there is more. I’m going back to him, to find out more. Thats all I’m going to say about that for now. But, I will say…..there is more. I cant stop thinking about what all those people came to me and said……… Seek his face!

 

 My Sistergurl group is growing. We are having a good time getting to know each other and soon we will all meet. The group is private so I know 95% of them. I have chosen 3 ladies to kinda hold “my baby” down for a minute. I’ll be in and out daily, but for the most part….. I gotta see what else my daddy talking about. I gotta know. I’m not going to hold you all with my ramblings, I’m closing for now. Got lots to share on another day.

 

Take care!!

Cree

Will me and my dad ever get along?

Good Afternoon!!

  

 I slept upstairs for the first time in years. It’s so pretty up there and I never sleep there at all. I’m a couch gurl, ( until I’m married). Thank you Lord for waking me up and starting me on my way.

 

 

 This morning I got up and went to the Detroit River, for my morning with my daddy ( God). I grabbed  CD’s and other things and I had a good time again. I dunno what I’m going to do in the winter time. LOL But anyway, I had a wonderful time. I sat and watched a squirrel eat some french fries that was in the garbage.LOL I have video footage for you all.

 

 

 

 

 

 I came home and my dad was calling. Still talking to me as if I live in his home, and  still a kid. Since he and my mom separated he feels that we should be at this house everyday, bringing him food, cleaning his house,bringing him Liquor, and waiting on him hand and foot. My dad made my life miserable growing up. I let that bother me for years and years.I’m so over him now!!! I was the kinda kid that didn’t require all that fussing with smacking in the face, hollering at, because I get things even if I have to be left alone for a coupla hours. Now, I know why he “picked” on me so much. I saw how he manipulated my mother, me, his own sisters and brothers,my siblings, everyone. I was the first to see it, and since we were allowed to express ourselves without being disrespectful. I use to always ask him the questions that would force him to mirror himself, AND HE HATED IT!

 

 

  When he first said Hello …… I could tell what kinda mood he was in…. I said hey daddy. He said why you didn’t tell Neisha to call me when she got in from Ohio on Sunday? My first thought was……….okay he’s in one of his arguing moods. So, me being nice, trying with all my might, not to make my voice  sound Non-confrontational. He press the issue, and I say well daddy she got home late, he said “So what you didn’t tell her!” Now, I’m looking at the phone like……….are you for real? Once he sees me quiet, he goes elsewhere. He said, I need somebody to come ova here and clean my house up. I said daddy! You had a house keeper that was cleaning up your house for you and getting paid by the state. You told her that you wanted half of the money ( that’s how he is) and she told you BYE! I said daddy you can’t do that. I said why do you feel that you should get half when you are the first to claim that your back hurts, and you can’t hardly walk? I’m saying all this in a nice tone, trying to get him to listen to what I’m saying. I say daddy, your apartment shouldnt be as messy as it is, you’re the only one living there. All you have to do is after you finish eating, take your plate, cup, fork/spoon and wash it out. Then he says” I CANT DO THAT, IM TOO WEAK ( aint nothing wrong with him, he’s so use to us running over and do it for him) I CANT STAND THERE AND WASH NO DAYUM DISHES!! You hollering that same s*** na and peedie ( my sisters ) told me. I said daddy, you can’t get no less than one person living in your apartment. I said daddy, okay, since you said you can’t do it ( and the doctor never diagnosed him as cant do anything) pray and ask God for strength to help you to wash the one dish, pots, fork/spoon, cup. Then he gon SCREAM “GOT DAMMIT DIDNT I TELL YOU I COULDNT DO IT? I said daddy, I know you can’t ( yes he can) but when you ask God you wont be using your own strength, you’ll be using God’s. Then he gon say…. “WELL WHY THE CRIPPLE PEOPLE DON’T ASK GOD FOR HELP?…… I said to myself………..that’s it. I can’t mess with him. He will cause me to sin. Just then his line beeped ( YES!!!!) and he said imma call you back. Then he calls back and tries to nut up on me. I’m telling you, I love my daddy, but he’s too much for me. Last week, he called me asking,…”What you cook”? I said nothing today, Neisha is gone (OHIO) and its”go for what you know” day. Then he says… Well every time I call my 4 kids they aint neva cooking, yall lazy!!! When I was growing up my grandmother cooked everyday. I said okay daddy….. that’s cool. But our kids are all grown except Ganell and she’s a Cook herself, she’s 16 years old. We don’t have babies in our family. Then he says “I DONT GIVE A DAYUM, YALL JUST LAZY, YALL DONT NEVER COOK, THAT DONT MAKE NO DAYUM SENSE.” Something in my mind just wanna snap, cause I had to deal with this until I moved out at 22, and then still he would call me and  “terrorize” me with things he knew I needed him to help me with. Me, still being nice and respectable……..says to him, “Well daddy is it that you want someone to bring you a plate? He  says YEA, I MEAN ……DAYUM………. yall don’t neva cook!!! I say, well why didn’t you just say that in the first place, instead of dogging us out because all of our kids are grown and we HAVE CHOICES to cook or not to cook? . When he gets mad at me, he says. “WHEN I DIE, DONT COME TO MY FUNERAL” I just shake my head and be like…….. okay daddy…. talk to you later. I’m use to all of that. I made a vow to myself I would love my baby, and treat her with respect. What I went through with him, taught me good!!! I raised Neisha totally different from how he treated me. I hate that I can come from a morning visit with God, and come home to a phone call and throw off my whole day. I hate when he has that kinda power. Being in his presence …..is so hard for me sometimes.Then he wants to know why I’m the only child of his that hardly comes over. He wont quit with the abusive words and foul language. He called the other day and said….. what yall eat today? I said we went out to dinner. He said  YOU MEAN TO TELL ME, IM OVA HERE EATING SPAGHETTI FOR  3  DAYUM DAYS IN A ROW (exaggerate) AND YALL WENT OUT TO DINNER? I just held the phone………. I cant do it anymore.

 

I use to be on punishments for summers and summers at a time!! I could never play with my friends. He never let up on me and my sister who is under me. She’ll get him told now, she does NOT play. I’ll just be like…… I’ll talk to you later daddy. My Sister married her high school sweetheart. They own about 12 houses, he has a heating and cooling company, and she’s an accounting for the city of Detroit, plus they live in a half million dollar home. My daddy feel that since they are doing well, that they suppose to run ova there whenever he wants something. They did it for years, he dogged them out. He still wants more, and more, and more, and more! I feel bad for him. Then he says ” I AINT CHANGING FOR NOBODY, THIS IS HOW IM GONE  DIE”. That mentality kills, and burns me up!! When he gets mad at me, he will call up all my siblings and my momma and tell them. He does the same to them. Now are so use to this I’ll be like………. okay.  I’m not about to disrespect my daddy, so I don’t deal with him as much. We talk 6 times a week probably more, cause he will blow your phone up! LOL But to go and sit in his messy house………. I don’t thank so. I take him to the doctor, store, our family functions……. but he drains me. He still has this control over me that drives me crazy…..even @ 42 years old. Lord, forgive me. I rather stay away, and keep points off my record with God, than to be in his presence and allowing him to continue the mental abuse !!

 

I needed to vent!!! I feel better too. I’ll be back with my next entry…….. A good one……more positive!!

 

Cree

 

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