Its been a while since I’ve posted. I don’t even know where to start.Last Saturday I went to the funeral of Gary Berry and man who I’ve known since he was no older than 2 or 3. He was murdered.
Then after wards in another area of the church* mostly the people at the funeral was at the celebration as well* was a 75th Birthday Celebration of Ms. Harris, a woman who use to live directly next door to us when I was about 7. She was the Madea of my time. It was a sad day turned happy day.
Last night, this same woman lost her grandson to a senseless murder, so now again, we will meet up at a funeral. I remember when his mom Lynn was pregnant with him 30 something years ago. He was born weighing 14 pounds, the biggest baby I’ve ever heard of. He recently got married and has children with his wife. Everyday he was posting videos playing with his kids. I watched them all because it was so cute seeing a husband/man/father interacting with his children. Last week, I told him that I was calling him the “VIDEO MAN”. LOL Wow, how does this mother tell her children that their father is not coming home? * CJ in the above photo*
This afternoon one of my best friends Gloria, lost her boyfriend* in this photo* to kidney failure. I am so sad. I knew he was sick, but not that sick. What a sad weekend. My male BFF Rodney lost his aunt on Friday, and a cousin through marriage buried her mom yesterday. Its like God is calling his people saying… “you come home”, “you come home”, “you come home”, “you come home”. There is nothing no one can do about it. I know we have to leave here, and this is why I preach daily…. tell your family you love them, spend time with them, if you get into it make up quickly. I even called my dad early this morning , * Thanks Sherry* because I see that he wasn’t going to call me first, and he was the one who hung up on me. I just don’t have time for back and forth anymore. I’m almost 50, I’m not spending my last “minutes” on earth arguing with folks, being mad, and not talking. I just can’t.
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
Here’s what I found out…..That while growing up I always had a desire to keep PEACE in my life and to those all around me. I was that kid that when my momma said.. get up and wash dishes…. I got up and washed dishes. If she said be home by 9… I was home by 8:30. If my dad said to me have this house cleaned up by the time he got home… so it was. My dad was (((and still can be))) a manipulator. I didn’t know what it was then, but I knew that when he wasn’t happy, he wanted to make everybody around him miserable. GOD.. I HATED THAT!!!! He could come into the house and set off the whole atmosphere. He would turn the TV when he knew we were watching something, made us do stuff, he would just create a space that was unbearable.
As I got in my teens and started working, he would ask me for a few dollars here and there, and I would give it to him. But there were times when I had other plans with my money, and boy did he make it hard for me. In order to have PEACE in the house when he wanted money to buy liquor, play his lottery or gas money, he would purposely start an argument with me, and for PEACE sake I would give in. This went on for years. Then I watched him do it to my sisters. When I moved out at 22, he continued to call me and ask for money when he needed it. And when I didn’t give it to him, he would be mad at me for weeks and weeks. For the life of me, I still can’t understand how a father/mother can be mad at their own kids for this long period of time. ((((shaking my head)))) When me and my siblings get mad at each other we make up on the spot!
So at age 22 my calm sweet Spirit attracted MANY people. I love PEACE and people see it, they want to be apart of it, they are a magnet to me… and as I grew up in LOVE and demand PEACE.. I found myself being a FREE THERAPIST for everyone. LOL I LOVED it and still do!!! I love talking and listening to people (((( THIS IS WHO I AM))) and what was going on with them, helped me in so many ways to figure out my own ISSUES. But in the process I lost myself. I got caught up in showing so much LOVE, that I have neglected myself. Not only that.. but I realized that not everyone knows how to receive LOVE.
I met this lady at my job, she was a year older than me. We worked together, and became really good friends. She didn’t have siblings and wasn’t close with her mom. I enjoyed talking with her and talking about the things that went along in her relationship. After that didn’t work she moved out of town and we still stayed in touch. Knowing that she was in another city I was often worried about her. I remember one day I called her and didn’t get an answer. It was very unusual since we talked nearly everyday and every week. I called her so much that day it had to be about 11-12 times straight. But she was there all along, not feeling like answering the phone.
Here is a piece of that email she wrote to me….. I HAVE HAD
IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS. YOU HAD BETTER HAVE SOMETHING
SERIOUSLY WRONG TO BE CALLING ME THE WAY YOU HAVE.
ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS. I HAVE HAD THIS CONVERSATION WITH YOU
BEFORE. YOUR CALLS DONT MOVE ME! WHEN I HAVE TIME I WILL
CALL YOU. I AM ON A MISSION AND WILL NOT EXPLAIN MYSELF! IT
SADDENS ME THAT YOU TAKE YOURSELF TO AN ALL TIME LOW. ITS
DISGRACEFUL! DISRESPECTFUL AND TRULY INCONSIDERATE! IF THERE
IS NO EMERGENCY THERE IS NO EXCUSE AND GOD NEEDS TO CONVICT
YOUR HEART ON THIS MATTER. AT THE DROP OF A DIME YOU CAN
ENCOURAGE PEOPLE NOT TO CALL SOMEONE IF THEY HAVE CALLED
THEM SEVERAL TIMES AND THEY HAVENT RETURNED THEIR CALL. THEN
WHY CANT YOU TAKE YOUR OWN ADVICE MISSY! ALL I CAN SAY IS
WOW YOU ARE TRULY OUT OF CONTROL! AND WHEN I STOP WHAT IM
DOING TO ANSWER THE PHONE AFTER A GAZILLION CALLS, YOU HAVE
NOTHING TO SAY BUT HI.
YOU-CAN-NOT-CONTROL-ANYTHING-BUT-YOU! TO TRY AND FORCE
SOMEONE TO CALL YOU BACK AND SHOW THEM YOU WILL BADGER THEM
at all cost IS NOT THE WAY TO DO things. YOU GET NOOOOOOOO
RESULTS! AS YOU SAY “YOU DONT KNOW WHAT OTHER THINGS PEOPLE
HAVE PLANNED WHEN YOU CALL THEM” THE SAME RULES APPLY TO
PRAYING ALL IS WELL
And in another email that day…. she wrote:
Its soooooooooooo sad,
That my friend has a case of road rage at the mouth and cannot control herself. It saddens me that you interject your comments when I didn’t ask for your opinion. Its clear that you lack the ability to listen. How can you argue MY opinion.
You have issues with your mouth and listening without offering your opinion when not needed. You got a big loud mouth and you need to learn to control yourself missy! I have a friend with no self control of the lips. And for the first time in years I need to tell you, that you have a serious problem in this area. I am embarrassed to know that its soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out of control even you cant help it. But you really need to get-it-together with your anger–rage mouth!!! Its very difficult to share things with you when I know you gonna go nutts at the lips!!!!!!!
There is no excuse or apology for your behavior just work on making the changes for yourself.
After reading that THEN….. I was like WOW. Where did that come from? Even though we have been knowing each other for a total of 23 years…. I STILL DIDNT look at myself . I never got to explain to her that I only called so many times in a row was because I was worried about her… aint like she lived around the corner as she always have from me. She was going through a lot at that time, and she was my GOOD friend. I cared. In my family and circle, if you’re really close and haven’t talked to that person… concern grows…. YOU DO WHAT YOU CAN TO MAKE CONTACT WITH THEM… and they’d appreciate it too. Looking back at this email from 5 years ago… I realize that everyone is not use to someone “looking out for them” “checking up”, “or giving advice” just as well as listen to it. I have sisters that I LOVE… trust and believe if I blow you up like that I CARE. When I can’t get in touch with my sisters and friends… THEY KNOW I WILL BE KNOCKING ON THEIR DOORS. If something is wrong with that… I’m sorry. They understand… that I don’t mean no harm.
I refuse to put this ALL on her. This was MY issue too. Becoming too involved and having a desire to help people. I didn’t know when they wanted me to listen or when they wanted advice. When I’m quiet they want to know what IM THINKING.. when I voiced my opinion they just WANTED ME TO LISTEN. Again… that was me… putting too much into others. Don’t get my wrong there was nothing wrong in doing this… but when you lose YOURSELF FOR YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS… that’s not good at all. I finally get what she’s saying after all of these years. I get it. I really get it. Too bad our friendship has ended.
And just like my dad, he just wont let me LOVE him without sabotaging our relationship. He’s mad at me right now, its been almost 3 weeks since he called me. Growing up as a child and in my early 30’s this would bother me something terrible. Somehow I just don’t care anymore. I feel bad that I DONT CARE. Looking at my dad’s past, he is just like my friend, THEY KNOW HOW TO LOVE AND TO BE FAITHFUL TO PEOPLE….. but they don’t know how to RECEIVE it.
I’m not mad at nobody…. I’m just staying in my own LANE. Running my OWN race.
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
Today was a good day!!! I slept most of my School Vacation last week. LOL Now since school has started back… I’m not even sleepy even on 4-5 hour sleep nights. I bet you tonight though…. I’ll be in bed by 11:00. LOL
As I look around my apartment, I can’t help but think about Atlanta. I still want to live there, and I know its coming. Its really deep that since being back, me and my dad have gotten really close. I even moved him around the corner from me, so that if he needs me I can be there real quick. God has a way of helping you to heal of past hurts. Who knows what could have happened, if I was living in Atlanta and he died without me getting the PEACE I always wanted about him. And the funny thing is, my mom is laid back, she says her peace, and she’s done. You knew she mean business. But my dad is the one who is aggressive and strong minded. All 4 of us take after my dad. We are all STRONG MINDED…. they say I’m the worst, but I don’t think so. We all are. Guess what I’m really saying is, that’s probably why me and my dad didn’t get along because of that. But God is working it out.
My kids at school are something else. It takes a STRONG person to work with these kids today. Baby, if I didn’t work with them daily, nobody could tell me the things they say and do. What amazes me is that God equipped me to do this. If parents knew what their kids were doing, they would either be upset, or say “they do that at home”. I am also happy that I was placed in a school where the neighborhood has gangs and lots of issues with anger. These are the students I feel I can reach. I’m very firm, I can be cool, I’m easy to talk too, but at the same time…. I have to BOSS UP. The boys are way taller than me, and the gurls are BEAST these days. I dunno why this job challenges me. I love getting the “Leaders” of the group and breaking them down. I learned once you break that leader down….. you can get to her/his crew. There is one gurl who thinks she’s so tough. She was running her mouth to me today….. I gave her this one look, and told her in my low, “to the point ..direct eye contact voice “FALL BACK” , she knew I meant business. Can’t wait to see her tomorrow. She’s one of those loud gurls…. I use to be just like that. Talk loud, thinking I’m saying something and wasn’t doing anything. I think this is why I love this job, I see myself in many of the students. The boys are hard headed… BUT I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. I raised one daughter, but never a boy. But I have a stronger connection to them. These gurls are really different than back in the day. Boys they get over ” me fussing” with them and they hold no grudges… but them GALS….BAAAABY they will gang up on you, and you have to threatened to exclude them in order for them to calm down. But I love my job. I love kids…. Maybe I need to have one more. Who knows. LOL
I have been writing like crazy. I’m so proud of myself. I have really a lot of work done. I just hope people get it. I do. Speaking of “getting it”. This week I’m going to do a blog on Temptation Tyler’s movie…..some people are just not getting it. And it bothers me so bad, so I will do that this week. ALL OF YOU AND NONE OF ME LORD….. when I write that one!! Oh boy!
Alright off to bed. Know that God loves you, and always SHOW YOURSELF FRIENDLY 🙂
*photo my nieces Brittney and Ganell*