My Vent….*feeling better* Cree’s Blog
So much has been going on since I last blogged. I’m going to have to break this down to 3 parts, because each part gets deeper and deeper. When I get to the last part, you do NOT want to miss this testimony. Its real deep.
I cannot STAND SELFISH people. I’m not JUST TALKING with gifts, money, or any form of physical thing, but also with how they treat people. Selfish people are the ones always needing something, and feel that when they ask for it, they should get it because they feel people owe them something. I’m also tired of people who take, take, ask, ask and when you take, ask or need, they need to get back to you. That’s a form of selfishness and control, and those are 2 things I do NOT play. I love people, and those around me knows this, but I will diss your a@@ in a New York Minute. I can go days, months, hours, and years trying to see good in a person, but when it hit me, ITS A WRAP. I know I can be blunt and out spoken, but I have to be, because I give to much of myself, and I’m tired of people thinking just because I’m nice and sweet , that I will allow myself to be ran through the mill. I will DISS YOU FOREVER!!!
I hate to be this way, but when you look back at peoples track record all you see is BS. Like are you serious? This week alone, I have to diss 3 people. I have too. I’m cleaning house of friendships. I don’t want to see them or talk to them again. That’s it. I’m done. My life is peaceful, my home is even more peaceful. I don’t have time for that ONE WAY STREET MESS!!! All because of SELFNESS! They are TOO SELFISH!!! I’m done talking about it. Its a WRAP!!
In OTHER NEWS…..I was talking to a coworker, when this guy walked up, and stood kinda behind me. He was tall and thick and handsome. He was looking at magazines. He looked down at me and I was like ummmmmm this brother is kinda cute. I love a man who is tall and stands over me like I’m a piece of paper. So, he left, and when it was time for me to punch out, he was at the time clock too. I said oh, I didn’t know you worked here. He said yeah I work in the back, I don’t come out on the floor. So, I was like Ohhhhh ( in my sexy voice). The next day I was in subway, and he comes and ask if he can sit with me. I told him yes, we started talking, and I sensed that he was young. So I asked him… how old do you think I am? He said…. about 32. I laughed. So, I asked him how old he was. he said 20. *blank stare*. I said boyyyyyyyy, do you know how old Ms. Cree is? He said how old? I said 44. He said I like older women. Okay AND……… I DONT LIKE YOUNGER MEN!!!!!! #lilboybye
Let me wrap this up because the more I think about these people, the angrier I become. #youreouttahere!
Anger ( continued)
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( Continued for my last blog) I said Lord, I cant keep going through this, I want to stop it before it gets way out of hand. God knows that when I need a word from him, I will get some place, sit down and listen for him to speak to me.
In the voice that he always speaks to me he said: Imagine this…. Each day you wake up, before you go to the bathroom. Know this…..
God has people who punches a TIME CLOCK
Satan has people who punches a TIME CLOCK
Everyday you have to chose which clock you are going to PUNCH THAT DAY.
If you chose to punch God’s clock… YOU WILL BE helpful, and happy, joyful, loving, showing mercy and kindness. Smiling, and speaking life into everyone you come in contact with. Staying positive,no matter what the situation.
If you chose to punch Satan’s clock YOU WILL BE mean, ignorant, selfish, angry, evil, speaking and thinking negative, saying and doing all the things that are NOT of God.
He told me to imagine standing at each time clock and then deciding which one am I going to punch for the day.
He said: Checks are to be paid at the END OF LIFE!! God’s reward is LIFE with him FOREVER. Satan’s reward is LIFE with HIM FOREVER!
Then he said to me….. Satan’s people will do whatever they can to get you to come and work for him, meaning……. to respond to negative actions cause by his people. God told me whatever I do…… do not stop the work for HIM (GOD) to work for Satan.
Also… Satan’s people have been warned…. DO NOT stop the work they are doing for him ( Satan) to work for God. If you punch in to work for Satan, he wants you to continue to work for him.
Now, you decide when you first wake up in the morning to start your day……. WHICH TIME CLOCK WILL YOU PUNCH DAILY? 
Coming up…..How I found the root to my anger.
How Im dealing with Anger….Cree’s Blog Entry!
Hey,
I know I have been missing…. LOL Just doing some Soul Searching ya know? I decided that I wasn’t going to “do too much” that I was going to buy me some sticky posts and go back to writing simple notes and tag them around my computer monitor to remind me of what’s important.
Right now I have 10 notes, and 5 of them says…. “Stop trying to take on everybody”… “Call Sherry Friday after 7”, “God, Me, Family and Friends”, “My credit score is….” and the other is my work schedule for the week”. I realized that I try to do too much. My mind is cloudy, I don’t sleep much, I’m working, doing this, and planning that. So, I decided that God was important, Myself, then family and friends. And I like this. I get to come home from work, and see that I’m not all over the place. I’m the kinda gurl that if I write something down, plan a date, or pick up the phone and make plans……its a done deal. I have to visualize it, and then write it down.
One day last week, me and Neisha were on our way home. We were entering the freeway, when this truck/bus didn’t get over OR speed up so that we can merge properly. Oh, I was heated and on fire. Then Neisha ( my daughter) said to me…..”Ma you gotta stop trying to take on everybody”. She said you cant beat everybody. I’m like WOW….that really, I mean really made a light bulb go off in my head.Her words hit me hard!!! She was right!!!! I do try to take on everybody!!! Wow! And in my mind….. I’m not trying to beat everybody, I just want them to know that they’ve just offended me. I have to blow my horn, or If I’m at work and I say… “this is 20 items or less and you have over 50, and its not fair to the people behind you”. Then if they say ( and they usually will ), well, I’m a customer too, and since I’m already in line, I’m not moving, they’re just gonna have to wait. That right there…………gets my blood boiling. Right there in that moment, my leg starts jumping, and I get this feeling inside, and I have to say “Lord, please come down here and help me”. In my mind, I want to knock everything off the counter, and say ” not by these hands you wont get rung up”. I get down right mad…. again… because I’m angry and feel offended. You’re showing me that you don’t care about others. I’m personally offended by that. In my mind…. I’m asking… how could you look back at this line ( and yes, they are looking at you), and say F*** Yall to these people? Really? Is it really all about you……then since I’m the cashier, I feel you personally made me apart of THE BS. Because I have to ring you up.
Soooooo, when Neisha told me this, it really was a AHA Moment. But still I didn’t know where this anger had come from.
The very next day, I was reading some Tweets and noticed that this one person is always tweeting and talking down on this ONE person. It made me so angry, I made up a fake twitter account and NUTTED UP on them. Each time I sent out a Tweet, it was like “Pepsi to the head”…..FANTASIC feeling. This person didn’t know who I was, and it made it easier for me to go off . Then, it became “time consuming” to keep up with this person. I was way out of character, and it was taking a lot of energy from me, and even though it felt good in the beginning, I didn’t like it anymore. So, after 3 days I deleted the account and asked God….what drives me to “take on everybody”? I begged God to please help me!!! Its killing me to be angry with someone everyday, just because they have “offended” me. I’ve always been a person that does my own thing. But when people gossip, lie, be fake, don’t care about the next persons feelings, think about themselves, be selfish, mean, THAT BOTHERS ME TO NO END. And I don’t know how to control myself.
I said Lord, I cant keep going through this, I want to stop it before it gets way out of hand. God knows that when I need a word from him, I will get some place, sit down and listen for him to speak to me.
He finally did…. Coming up in the next blog entry! You dont want to miss this breakthru!
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A blast from the past BLOG ENTRY!!!! VERY FUNNY 😉
How long will it take for the “medication” to set in…. Cree’s Blog
People ask me all the time…. how do you stay so positive, and in such a good mood. First, I say, being a Christian is hard work. In my mind its do it, or die. I have to constantly remind the everyday people that I work with, that I haven’t always been this person. It took LOTS and LOTS of hard work…. not to mention many testimonies. My parents use to tell me daily you need to change your attitude!!! I didn’t realize that I was angry, until I moved out on my own and started experiencing my own trials. Looking back on those days, I don’t see how I even came up with the energy to be that way. Being mean is hard work. LOL It takes lots of facial muscles, angry thoughts, video footage that play daily in your mind of beating somebody up who disrespected you, to be this way. Its not cute, and I hope that if you are this person, you need to look in the mirror at yourself, and find out why are you this way. And ask God to help you change into the person he designed for you to be.
I often ask God why is it so hard to reach these young gurls that I minister to, and why do I have the passion to stress it so deeply? He said it because you were once that young gurl, and you know they have it in them to change, and that’s where my desire comes from the help them. Its really hard work, because you know that they hear you, but how long will it take for the “medication” to set in. When I see young gurls being fast, and giving their bodies to these boys/men, it does something to my heart. If I could give them a glimpse of their lives when they’re my age, they would pull up their panties and hot tail out of site. I wish that I had someone to talk to when I was their age, this is why its so important for me to reach them. Some will listen to me, some won’t. That’s okay, if I can reach that ‘some” I’m good.
I love the fact that I have so much patience with my gurls,, but none with adults. LOL How did that happen? I can go over something 2000 times with my gurls, but will only willing to go over something with an adult 2 times. One day this gurl came through my line, and I was asking her how many months she was, and when was her baby due. She told me that she was going to have an abortion. I turned off my light at my register, and talk to her so deeply. I told her that I had an abortion with I was 19 years old by my daughters dad, and that was the worst mistake that I ever made. I begged her to re- think about it, and it may seem as if times are hard, and they will be, I told her to ask and believe that God will be there to help her, to comfort her and to guide her. I cried, she cried I talked to this gurl till she and I both were blue in the face. She left the store.
I remember sitting in subway one day taking my break ( we have a subway in my store), and this gurl walked up to me, I didn’t recognize her as she walked towards me. She looked me dead in the eye and said….. Do you remember me? I said Ah….. boo I don’t. She said I’m the gurl who you talked into NOT having an abortion, here is my baby, OMG I LOST IT, I CRIED AND CRIED. The baby was almost 1 years old, she said that she’s so glad that I TALKED TO HER. And that she looks at her baby everyday and can’t believe that she even THOUGHT about aborting him. I hugged them both and just Thank God that he used me to do this. I am not ashamed of the things that I did in the past, I have asked God for forgiveness and is NEVER afraid of what anyone think of me. Ever. I refuse to go through stuff for free. Meaning, someone will learn from my mistakes, I will not be afraid to tell the story. There was a time when I wouldn’t tell a thing about my past. I am very private when it comes to me, but when it comes to my mistakes, I have no problem sharing.
This is one of the reason why I HATE secrets. Secrets have kept a lot of people from knowing the truth. People get so caught up in the fact that others will know what they did, they chose to hide it, and it end up coming out later and really hurting others.
Everyday I have this vision of living in this huge house in Atlanta, and 2-3 times a week we meet( My Raisingurls) and have our meetings ( at my home). Sometimes with their parents, but most time just me and my (a) co-heart. Its like I’m obsessed with this thought. I see us cooking in the kitchen, making cookies for the seniors, helping them grocery shop, me raising up Leaders for the next generation of young gurls. I see all kinds of breakthroughs in this vision. This will come to pass.
Be Blessed!






