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28 years too harsh… the fall of Former Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick…… Crees Blog Entry

only meOur former Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick was sentenced yesterday to 28 years in prison, and today his Best Friend was sentenced to 21 years.

I had a discussion about it yesterday on my FB page and a lot of people didn’t agree with the harsh sentence that was handed down. Even if I thought it was too many years to serve…. when you’re a person with that much POWER and you’re found guilty of many serious accounts of fraudulent behavior…. understand that more was required, and trust me MORE TIME was given too.

I voted for this Mayor and even though he was very smart and could get a deal for the city as the LAWYER he was, he was a bully. The part that bothers me about the whole thing is that…. he became so greedy that he didn’t even think far enough down the rode to know that EVENTUALLY “what’s done in the dark would come to the light”. He didn’t think about his Mom who had been a Politician for many years and what it would do to her career. She lost the Democratic primary election in 2010. He didn’t think about his wife and the fact that if he ever got caught, she would either wait until he’s 71 years old to get out of jail, or if she’d divorce him, keep his last name…and find someone else. He didn’t think about that. He didn’t think about seeing his sons graduate from High School and College, or that he’ll never see his grand kids born, or attend his sons wedding. He will forever say to them “I’m sorry”, in everything that he’ll miss. Of course they’ll forgive him, but greed has caused him to ENJOY THE LUXURY of things that he’ll never see again.

I don’t feel bad for him…. I feel bad for all the people that this has been affected. I believe with all my heart that his arrogance and his silence about where the money is hidden, has caused him to get so many years. I guess he figured if I’m going to do the time, aint no use in telling where the money is.. lol My prayer is that he turn to God * we use to go to the same church, ((((Second Ebenezer))))) I saw him every Sunday before he was our Mayor*. All he have to do is ask God for forgiveness. I hope he study his bible and become a role model for the MEN locked up. You know God send wise people to jail to get them saved too. I truly believe with all my heart…. that’s his next assignment.

Be Blessed

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“OWN IT”……… Crees Blog Entry

nell, neisha brittneyI’m always teaching my kids in school to just walk into a room and OWN it.

I wish that I could “crack” the code on why some kids and ADULTS feel as if they have to walk into a room and make grand entrances with their loud talking, music in their ears *students* loud Hellos, talking across the room, that type of attention has always got on my nerves. I just believe that a woman should walk into a room and all eyes on her without even having to say ONE word. I believe that when she walks in…. The Spirit of God will walk in first and present her. Her smile will light up a room, her fragrance of Peace will greet everyone. I love when I first enter the room at work, where we meet and talk, and at the same time ……they say ” HEY SUNSHINE”. NONE of them call me LaCrease. They gave me that name when I first started, they say I bring sunlight into the job. What an honor. Lord is my witness if they knew me back in the day… they would say…. “Here SHE come with her face all turned up”. Thank God for growth.

There’s this student name Daja… she happens to be a Virgo. Last year when she was in the 9th grade ….she HATED ME… she even told me. LOL IKR? LOL I didn’t care I wanted her to get what I was telling her about herself. Its funny because it seemed as if she wasn’t listening, but this year she’s a totally different person. She calls me Auntie now. The point I’m making is…..at first when she walked into a room, she use to walk in hollering, talking loud, cursing, letting everybody know she HAS ARRIVED. Now… she comes in and she laughs with her friends and its normal, she speaks to the adults, she smiles and its always beautiful and peaceful. Her face glows, and she goes to her table and sits down. She gets it that she doesn’t have to holler and scream across the room subliminally letting it be known that she has entered the room. I told her BOSSES walks into a room and don’t have to say a word. I gave her this example….. I said when Dr. King (Principal) walks in… does he have to say ” Quiet everybody, I’m standing here”! No he doesn’t. When he walks into ANY room, the room gets instantly quiet, and then he speaks. She got that and I’m so happy for her future.

I love getting them one on one…. that way I make our conversations PRIVATE and PERSONAL. When I try to tell them something when they’re with their friends, they know I’m talking, but they don’t seem to want to comprehend what I’m saying because its “embarrassing”…. I guess they feel that I’m singling them out. I get that….. I was a kid before. This is why one on one is good for them.

Yesterday I was sitting alone, and one of my students walked past and I had always wanted to talk to her one on one. I called her over and asked her to sit down. Its funny because you can always see the “anxiousness* in their eyes as far as what I could possibly want. LOL I said Tiffany… you know how some gurls are “cute” and “pretty”? I said well you fall in the “BEAUTIFUL” category. I said I see how all the boys like you, and talk dirty to you. I said but let me say this to you. I said you may not get it right now, you may not understand it…. I said but just keep it in your “MENTAL FILE” in your head. She said okay and she listened closely. I said boys and men are going to chase you for the rest of your life because you are beautiful… I said whatever you do…. don’t give in to them. Don’t be the talk of the town, don’t let them have their way with you. Don’t let them misuse your body. I said save yourself for marriage. I said anytime a boy/man want your body so badly that they chase you the way you do…… AT SOME POINT BOO… YOU HAVE TO ASK YOURSELF…. WHAT DO I HAVE SO GREAT? I said to her KNOW YOUR WORTH. Its your body and your LIFE.

Be Blessed

Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy

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My Sister…..Cree’s Blog Entry

sis latrTonight I was watching Oprah’s “Where are they now” as she recapped the show where her Sister Patricia realized that they were sisters, it just bought me to tears. I had seen the original episode, and also this same “Where are they now” but this one tore me up. It reminds me so much of the story about my Sister. I know I keep writing on this subject, but I had known that she was out there somewhere since I was a young gurl. And to have her on my FB page and to see her post keeps her close to my heart.

When I saw tonight how the niece and Patricia took a blood test to determine if they were family, really made me think closer about doing this when ever my Sister * I believe we are* comes back to Detroit. I cannot stop thinking about this, and tonight I just cried and cried. My grand dad * my dad’s father* was married to her Aunt Lucy…. who I use to spend lots of time together when I was a kid. I loved my Grandma Lucy * passed away a few years ago*…. who was also her FAVORITE AUNT. And all the while my dad knew where she was, and how to contact her, but since it was a big secret in the family that she was his daughter… he didn’t. How all this came about….. one day.. my Sister knocked on my dad’s door and demanded answers. Someone in her family started talking and giving my sister answers. All while growing up she looked different than her other sisters, she knew something was wrong. All it takes is one family member who knows the truth, to spark the fire. I was the first person my dad called when my Sister left his apartment that day, because he knew I would find out, and I was the one he talked about her the most with.

As I was watching Oprah… I watched how happy Patricia was JUST TO KNOW her family members. It didn’t matter that Oprah is/was famous. I’m the oldest of the 4 of us from my mom and dad… but she’s older than me. So I see her as a “Big Sister”..someone I had to be to my siblings. I’m excited about that. I can see true LOVE in her eyes, in her mannerism, the way she looks at Oprah. She is very happy to have a Big Sister. I cried for her happiness. And as for Oprah’s mom, I hope that she can move on with her guilt, because really it doesn’t matter about the past anymore. Its okay that Patricia was given up for an adoption, because everyone is going through a healing process, and all that matters is the fact that….they’re all together now. See that’s the part my dad don’t get. He doesn’t want anyone to ask questions. Well.. I’m sorry dad you have daughters that ask questions. We aren’t mad or angry with you for what happened when you were a teenager. We don’t care, all my sister want is to be accepted. Give her that.

My Sister is now running for a seat in the US Senate. I am so proud of her. As for me…. I just want to kiss her, hug her, look at her, talk to her, listen to all of her stories, and even share some. My dad still haven’t called me * almost 3 months*, and I have no desire to talk to him. I don’t like the way he is handling things with my Sister because of his fears. And since he knows how I feel, in his mind… its easier for him to find something petty to be mad at me about. Growing up when he did it …. it bothered me… now….I’m keeping it moving.

Let me go to bed…..more this week.

Be Blessed

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Conversations with God…..Cree’s Blog Entry

thank godDear God,

As I sat here earlier watching Creflo Dollar LIVE in Bible Study, he was saying some funny stuff about this lady who always prayed for him and LOVED to serve. Then it triggered a thought about you and I. LOL LOL I realize something. LOL LOL I cant stop laughing. I noticed that the 2-3 times I ranted in September about things in my life, and how I ask you when am I coming out of this wilderness, and why this and why that. But I noticed that every time I cried and ask you 1000 questions, I got instantly sleepy. I remember so clearly those times, in the middle of my rant, you said ” take a nap La’Crease”. It was so loud and clear… I remember standing up and walking around crying, and you said it again… “take a nap LaCrease”. But I sat back down at my desk… then all of a sudden… I GOT INSTANTLY SLEEPY… I couldn’t fight it. So I got up and laid on the couch. When I woke up.. I remember (((LOL LOL))) feeling so GOOD…. but I never pieced it together until now, that you caused sleep to come upon me ALL those TIMES. LOL LOL This is the same story for all of those times. You told me to “take a nap”. I did. lol Its amazing how Creflo’s story triggered me to think about this. I was so sleepy, that I couldn’t fight it… at all. And I can fight some sleep!!!! Now that I think about it, I probably was ON the thin line with my thoughts, anger, and questions. I was so sleepy, but I still wanted to ask you questions. Wow… that is so funny to me. I know next time….. just to go and take a nap

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When God speaks to me…… Cree’s Blog Entry

cosignI just absolutely LOVE when God speaks to me about a situation that I just don’t understand. 

Working at a High School with teenagers IS A JOB. There are so many students, I can’t remember half their names… LOL But I know the faces of them all. When I’m out and a see a Teenager… I’m always looking to see if they’re one of “mines”. I LOVE my job, even though its stressful… I KNOW FOR A FACT that God gave me the mentality and the gift to be able to go in Mon-Fri and break up fights, send kids to the Dean’s office, give out money when they ask, clean up after them,  make them go to class, tell them to pull of their pants, to stop cursing, to leave the gurls alone, to stop playing so much, give them hugs, and pep talks, show LOVE to them, preach to them, pull them to the side and give them a “whopping momma” talk. This job is normal for me. This is my life, this is what I do. I am cut out for this. 

I work very closely with 2 other ladies. I enjoy working and moving around a lot. I like to move around and be in different areas of the building, and so last week I got into with one of them…. she’s an older lady. I ask God why is she acting FUNNY/FUNKY to me? He told me because I get done with my work faster now, since I found a quicker way to do things. Not only that… but because I chose not to work directly with her, and also because I help out with other things that I don’t have to do. In my mind I’m like NAW.. she’s not like that. LOL Didn’t she confront me about how I haven’t been working with her lately, and that I’m doing too much “other stuff”. She is NOT my SUPERVISOR AT ALL!! I WAS SO SHOCKED… GOD WAS RIGHT * as always*. She let me have it. LOL Now that I think back on last Thursday. LOL After she blasted me out * she’s so lucky I’m working on my ANGER ISSUES* She knew I was mad at her for acting jealous. I’m not sitting next to her everyday while there is work to be done. THIS IS ALL HIGH SCHOOL RELATED THINGS THAT I DO. Then today, she sat in her chair with her legs crossed and slept FOR 30 MINS. SMH This is why I refuse to work with her in that way again. People LOVE to make things all about them. 

I came to the conclusion.. that I need my own group. I need something more personal. I’m going to come up with a plan to get my group going. But it wont be in Detroit. 

Teens these days need someone who’s going to plant seeds into their lives, who care for them, who will teach them about consequences, who will hold them accountable for their actions, who love them, and who’s going to tell them the TRUTH. I work with teens… I REFUSE to bicker with ADULTS on the JOB, when its not about them. Then when I put my head down INTO MY CELLPHONE… and not join in on the conversations…. everybody wants to know what’s wrong with “Sunshine”…. nothing… I just don’t have anything to say. I don’t want to talk about anything but KIDS. SOME adults you can’t just sit and kick it with….. you gotta keep it moving… AND I PROMISE ON A STACK OF BIBLES….. IM THAT CHICK THAT KEEPS IT MOVING!!!! This is my gift my calling, and NO ADULT WILL GET IN THE WAY OF HOW I WORK, HANDLE BUSINESS, HOW I COMMUNICATE… AND ESPECIALLY HOW FAR I GO IN ORDER TO HELP MY TEENAGERS.
Anger triggers… let me go. * wink* 

Be Blessed 

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I want to meet my Sister…..*tears* Cree’s Blog Entry

my sisterI want to meet my sister so bad ( in above photo)…. She use to live here and I hate that I wasn’t persistent in meeting her when she was here in Detroit. I go to her FB page all the time… we favor so much. We talk on the phone, but we’ve never met.My dad had her before my mom and dad married. But the way her mom and my dad got together was sneaky as far as how their families  connected… and for years after years it was a secret to her and to us. My dad is so stubborn and wont take a blood test to give her/us CLOSURE. She aint missing nothing * with him*… yeah I said it. But me and my siblings want to meet her, and hug her and LOVE HER.
My dad lives one min from me and we haven’t spoken in almost 2 months. I just don’t get that.

My daughter is so mad at him because he’s so stubborn she told him that she’s not going to answer his calls because of the way he treats his daughters. But I have a sister out there who wants to be around him….. * throws hands in the air* SMH FOR WHAT? I’m so happy that I’m not stubborn. That kinda life keeps you in bondage. I’m so happy that me and my daughter are very close. Praise God…. and I will communicate, do flips and all sorts of things to keep it that way. My dad has always been this way, he use to go months and months without talking to his brother when we were coming up and all living at home. I never paid it any attention…. never knowing that one day it would be me. SMH. It pisses me off sooooo soooooooo so bad that he’s like this. How you not talk to your BROTHER FOR MONTHS AND MONTHS … then when your kids get older, you do them the same way. We all grew up in the same house, don’t you long to hear my voice, my laughter, my smile, my silly ness…. don’t you miss that? Wow… Well let me say this….. my dad has done me/us like this all of our lives, and for once in my life….. I’m so over his behavior. Once so much time has passed…. it doesn’t even bother me. He had issues with his mom. she sold him to his dad in court for $1.00 and I think he hasn’t gotten over that. If I didn’t have God in my life so deep….. I would be some where crying and depressed. He was the very one who taught me, my sisters and brother to be close…. and if NOTHINGGGGGGG else come out of this as God chose him to be my dad…. I LOVE MY SIBLINGS.. THANK YOU LORD FOR HANDPICKING THEM FOR ME!

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Total Praise, Personal Scriptures….Cree’s Blog Entry

love godIts Saturday and I was out and about this afternoon. Tomorrow I’m cooking some Collard Greens. I love greens so much. I remember when I use to call my momma and ask her to make some and she would, just because she knew I loved them. Now my daughter calls me to make her some. No this gurl didn’t text me this morning at 9:14 am talking about “she gotta taste for some greens”….. she doesn’t live with me…she has her own place!!!! LOL When people say *they gotta taste* that means they want you to make them some. Call me what you want…. because I went to the grocery store this morning and got my baby some greens. Can’t wait to cook them. LOL 

This morning as I was laying down talking to God. I asked him why do I enjoy sharing my life stories with people. I know so many people who wouldn’t dare share their stories with anyone. They will post Scriptures all day everyday. And even though…. I KNOW MY LIMIT of what to share and what to keep private… I still wondered why I don’t mind doing this? What he said was…. I ‘m delivered from what others THINK OF ME. He said when you share a story.. ITS YOUR TRUTH and you know NO ONE on earth have the POWER to dissect it. He said some people have others to influence and when you have that in your life, you will always be afraid of what others think of you…. therefore those people will never share their stories for fear of JUDGEMENT. This is not for everyone… ONLY (((((SOME))))). 

I learned that people who ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS have a comment for what someone does, good or bad….((((especially negative)))))
they WOULD’ NT DARE LET OTHERS INTO THEIR PERSONAL LIVES FOR THE FEAR OF THAT SAME JUDGEMENT THAT THEY DISH OUT.
As I go through my personal storm (((( will share at a later time)))) this is my song that gets me through. So BADLY I want to THINK about how things are going to work out for me. But God said NOPE …. KEEP YOUR EYES ON ME ((((and that way I will have NO time to focus on my issues))))) and so it reminds me of these Scriptures. 

Jesus Walks on the Water

22 Immediately Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead of him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowd. 23 After he had dismissed them, he went up on a mountainside by himself to pray. Later that night, he was there alone, 24 and the boat was already a considerable distance from land, buffeted by the waves because the wind was against it.

25 Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26 When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear.

27 But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”

28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”

29 “Come,” he said.

Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”

31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”

32 And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. 33 Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.”

Matthew 14:22-33 (New International Version)

Be Blessed

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Four Weddings and a Beautiful Note….Cree’s Blog Entry

na prettySo, I’m watching Four Weddings… and I am horrified that I don’t have a theme for my wedding. I am so NOT creative at all… well I don’t feel as if I am. I would definitely need a wedding planner….but what would I tell her I like? Gosh that’s kinda spooky for a woman not to know what her theme would be. Guess I really never thought about it… marriage either. Maybe because I’m not in a relationship, because when you’re in one, you KNOW what you want and how you see you and your husband on your special day. 

I do know that I LOVE roses. I love GREEN.. I LOVE CAKE.. and it will NOT be a cake full of fillings and bouffant.It has to be BUTTER CREAM ICING. lol I want lots of Bridesmaids… Hmmm let’s see…. Gloria, Charlene, Sherry, Neishia, Darcella, Vikki, Shann, and Tammy oh my goodness… no room for the grooms sister/cousins.. gotta stop there. LOL And my Matron of Honor would be my Sister Yolanda.  And my Maid of Honor would be my Sister Peedie. Speaking of Yolanda… here is what she posted on my FB page (((tears))). 

Lacrease Walker, I, Yolanda Pippen, just want to say that you have had the biggest influence on my life. When we were little, I wanted to be just like you, my oldest sister. I liked the things you liked (peanut butter) and disliked the things you disliked (eggs, butter, and Oatmeal – yuk!). The most important thing that I learned from you was that attitude is everything in this world. My attitude was so poor that you had to remind me that as beautiful as I was, my bad attitude over shadowed my beauty. You reminded me that every time the lion in me reared its ugly head, I was being bitterly mean and our parents didn’t raise us that way. I am so greatful and thankful to you for teaching me how to let GOD’s Love shine through me – I Love you with all my heart big sister, and I hope you have the best birthday in the world! Happy 46th Birthday ~Na ~ (yeah I put your age – lol)   (((((((photo is my sister yolanda)))))))))))
Be Blessed
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Foolishness brings the Scriptures to Life….Cree’s Blog Entry

 

monicaWhen I was a young gurl, I loved watching Bible Stories. I have a nice collection of them now as an adult. I’d be SO mad when I watched people laugh at Noah and his family as they build the ark. No matter what they said he kept building. Again… Anger Issues… watch this. I “thought” I was mad at the people because they talked and dogged him out, but really *I’m learning* that I was afraid of the consequences for the people. I knew as a child that Noah was building that Ark just as God told him… I knew that. I was afraid that the people wouldn’t “open their eyes” soon enough to be saved. I never thought I’d grow up in “real life” and see people behaving the same way they did in those days.

I work with mostly police officers.. and this one.. every time I’m around him I can feel God doing flips inside me. This man does something to my Spirit when he speaks. He’s so lost and so clueless…. I feel so bad for him. He’s in his early 50’s… and so arrogant. I can’t even see him ever opening up to know better. I hope he does.

I use to pray and cry that everyone goes to Heaven, but as an adult I see that people bring to life the Scriptures below.

Matthew 7:13-14

New International Version (NIV)

The Narrow and Wide Gates

13 “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14 But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.

 

 

Photo is of my cousin Monica… she will bury her mom tomorrow. Prayers going up. I love you Monica and Family.

Be Blessed

 

 

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A story that will warm your heart…. Crees Blog Entry

GOT A STORY TO SHARE : FROM MY FACEBOOK FRIEND CYNTHIA….. SUCH A WONDERFUL STORY

CYN AND JOHNHubby and I went to Olive Garden to have dinner..as we were sitting there waiting to be seated this little girl came and sit down beside us. I would say she was about 7 years old. She kept looking and then she was staring..I smiled at her and she smiles back. Then she said, ” Do you both live together?” I said, ” yes, We are married” So she kept staring and then I said, ” Have you ever seen a black and white couple together?’ She shook her head no. Then she said, ” Do you have any kids together?” I said,” No, but he was married before me and he had a wife, she died and went to heaven and they had kids, and now their kids have small children so we are grandparents.” She said, ” Why couldn’t you have any kids together.” I said, ” We got to old!” I smiled and she started laughing..I continued talking to her and I said,” So that’s ok right?” She shook her head yes and smiled.Then I asked her, ” Do you have any black friends at school?” She said ” No. I don’t have any.’ I asked what school did she got to. She told she is at a new school this year and she was telling me about her old school. So she just kept smiling at me and staring at me. I asked her , ‘What’s your name?” She said, ” Riley.” I said ” nice to meet you Riley, I’m Cynthia and his name is John.” She got up and stood up and looked up at John smiling and looked back at me smiling..So next to us where her parents, as I thought they were her parents , come to find out it was her adopted grandparents..and I told them our conversation and the grandmother said Both girls had been not around alot of people..but I did commended to the grandmother, that she was very polite and was very curious..she spoke so pleasant and she was very friendly. The grandfather looked a little unpleasant at first when I began telling the story and I think he thought I was going to be upset and then when the grandmother and I started laughing and smiling about it..John and I saw he was a little bit more relaxed and he started smiling bigger as I continue telling what this little girl asked John and I . I told the grandmother, despite her not being around any Black people..I felt like she wanted to learn and this is a step towards learning and getting to know other people from different races..She smiled and said ” Thank you for being so nice to her.” I told her, ” I really enjoyed my conversation with Riley and I hope she has learned something from our short conversation.” I told the grandmother, ” Thank you for helping to raise such a smart and polite little child.” I said to Riley as she was sitting down, ” I’m your first Black friend.” She smiled really big. Her grandmother told her, ” Riley, you met your first Black friend tonight.” She nodded her head and smiled. We said our good byes and Riley waved at me as we were called to our seating. I know some people would find it uncomfortable with the lady saying that but I didn’t..maybe it opened up something to them they had not ever had to approach. I don’t know.

I hope Riley spreads her love for people her whole life and I hope she helps someone else understand that we may all be of different race but we are all the same through and through.

As I sit here and type this, I have this warm fuzzy feeling in my heart and I’m a bit choked up with tears..I hope Riley has a happy life and embrace everyone no matter what color skin they have. I’m so happy that I was the first Black person that touched her life as I may never see her again. But I will always remember that sweet little face of hers. — feeling wonderful.

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