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My Sisters and I was having a conversation the other day about how I use to follow the rules all the time when we were growing up. I always thought twice about what I was doing when it was against the rules. But for some reason it was always in the back of my mind to stop.

As I got older, I realized that I was this same person as a kid . I would tell people not to do something that would make them have to pay the consequences LATER, they always looked at me like…”guuuuuurl it aint that serious.” I remember saying to myself… “why bring extra trouble to yourself?” When I got the reaction that I did, I started asking myself “why do you care if they have to pay the consequences of their actions?” I care because I am a Christian, and I hate to see people suffering when they could have prevented it.I learn through consequences, why not tell others? I’m a person who cares. Oh yes, I could easily watch people do wrong, not open my mouth and watch them pay. That’s easy to do. I’m not that person. But I will say this. I will run it by you once, twice, maybe three times, but I wont be calling you, bugging you, emailing you, texting you or anything like that. As a matter of fact I won’t bring it up again. God gives me visions of the consequences we have to pay when we don’t follow the rules and decide to use the “Free will” button.

There was a time in my life when I was clicking that “free will” button all day EVERYDAY. I remember one consequence I paid heavily just before turning 20. My BFF lisa band I worked together, and when we would get tips we would put them in our tip jar, but when we were low on money instead of ringing up pastries and coffee, we would STEAL and put that money in our tip jar too. We started off doing it a few times a week, then we started getting addicted and depended on that change so we did it all day everyday. Eventually we quit that job we were working, and started other jobs. We were very, very, very, close did everything together, lived across the street from each other, went out together, took trips together, she knew my family and I knew hers. We LOVED each other like Sisters. We were so goofy , laughed all day everyday.

Well one day me and my BFF were running errands. She left her purse in the car to run in someplace (( don’t remember where)), but when she went to the next store she took her purse. As she walked to the car I could see that she was mad about something. When she got in the car, she asked me did I go in her purse and take $20.00? I said NO.. I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!!! She said well Creasy, it was in here when I left home. I said I didn’t go in your purse, I wouldn’t do that. We argued all the way home. We didn’t talk for YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS over that. She felt like how could you do that to me? I was your BFF. There was nothing I could say to convince her that I would never ever do anything like that to her.I was devastated. I prayed and asked God why is this happening?

He said…. when you and Lisa were working together, you both stole money. Even though you have never stolen from anyone, not out of their homes, not out of their purses, you have a history of being a THIEF. There was nothing you could say to convince her that it wasn’t you that took her money. That’s when it started to click in my head. She felt like… if I did it to our job, then I would do it to her. But I didn’t,and I paid for it. After no communication for years and years, when we finally grew up and started talking. She told me that she found out that it was her brother (( he started doing it regularly)) who went in her purse and stole her money, not me… she apologized. I was more happy that she didn’t think it was me, than anything.

Her only child and my God daughter erikaErika, had gotten big and didn’t know me 😦  We were in different places at this time, and no matter how much we talked, we never got that connection we had in the beginning.  😦 I learned a serious lesson in all of that. What we did together spilled out in our own friendship. There was nothing I could have said to convince her that I didn’t steal her money. The consequences of stealing from that company, was how I lost my BFF and the closeness/bond/friendship of my NOW AKA BEAUTIFUL GOD DAUGHTER!! I paid for that dearly. I will never forget this lesson. We are connected on FB and its so good seeing her and Erika. They’re bothlisa ericka Christians who LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES THE LORD… and I’m so glad that we can laugh and talk about our past while moving on to our future. We’ll both be 48 this year and I Thank you Lord Jesus for that LESSON TO SHARE WITH OTHERS. AMEN!

I AM La’Crease (( and SHE doesn’t have to do anything else))

LOVELYME

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Being a Christian is hard!!! Crees Blog Entry

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Growing up my parents were split when it came to voicing our opinion. My dad allowed it, but my mom didn’t. As long as we kept our voice in check, not hollering or talking loud, he would listen. With my mom, whatever she said WENT… that’s how it was. LOL Thinking about it now, this is why me and my siblings are very opinionated because for one, we weren’t allowed to fight, and for two, we could express how we felt. So now that we’re all grown….. we ALL have a hard time learning to control what comes out of our mouths. None of us will curse you out…. but we’d keep going until WE feel our point has been made.
 
 
Which brings me to this. Being a Christian is hard work. You have to always be in position to represent Christ. And yes its hard. You can’t say what you want to say. And if you do, as a Christian, you have to learn NOT to OFFEND… but to make sure you get the point across, so that they’ll get the message. No matter how much you smile, speak to people with a friendly tone, people will still try you. Thing is, you have to really work on keeping yourself together. Its one of the hardest things I’ve had to learn. Its very hard. Right now in my life, I don’t know if I’m just going through something and I feel a little more sensitive, or is it that I’ve ignore things that really should be put to an end. Side talking, smart mouth people, who have always been this way have really gotten it from me lately. I’m just not dealing with it anymore. It’s a SHAME how much I let get pass me, for the sake of “trying to stay friends/cool”. Makes me feel that friendships ended long time ago, and that I was the one holding it together by “salt coating” and changing the subject for the sake of arguing or having a debate. #donewiththat
 
 
With me coming to that conclusion….. I wonder sometimes if I’m a good person? Am I pleasing God? I wonder if I’m going to far, or if I over reacting. I’ve also notice how humble I can be. I have a habit of explaining something till there is nothing left. LOL I’ve been catching myself to say little as possible. People don’t need to know everything I KNOW. Most people don’t even care. Wow… the less I say.. the more people want to know. That’s funny.
 
 
Okay I’m rambling. I think too much. 
 
Be Blessed
 
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy