Why is it that when someone has to go to court for an offense, they hire a lawyer to get them off…. but they say.. “Cant nobody JUDGE ME BUT GOD”? When THEY KNOW they’ill stand before a HUMAN/PERSON/SINNER = JUDGE… TO BE JUDGED?
But Jesus is saying I AM YOUR LAWYER… let me get you off before you GET IN FRONT OF THE HIGHEST JUDGE… GOD
Why people don’t have the desire to settle NOW and confess their wrongs .. WHILE THEY STILL HAVE LIFE?
You don’t have to admit it to the world…. ONLY TO HIM.
Where works of the flesh exists, there is NO joy
I had to have been around 15 when I read this from the Bible.
2 Timothy 3:6
New King James Version (NKJV)
6 For of this sort are those who creep into households and make captives of gullible women loaded down with sins, led away by various lusts,
I was horrified that one day this could be me. I remember thinking…. God please don’t let me seem gullible to a man where he comes into my life/home and make this Scripture true for ME. Still till this day… I believe with all my heart this is the reason why I NEVER let a man move in with me. Not only that but I never lived with him either. Its bad enough I’ve had my share of “clowns” without living together. And I will say this, women in these types of relationships are breaking up with these men….. after having their babies. That’s when low self esteem comes in, and the woe as me syndromes. Women we’ve got to pay more attention.
This can’t keep working. When it comes to these types of conversations and my friends come to me for advice. IM BRUTAL….. with LOVE. I am Zero Tolerance for this type of relationship behavior. MY advice to this women is this
find something about YOURSELF that you LOVE and ADMIRE
find out what it is that you like to do , that brings out your personality
I love and enjoy quiet time near The River. I have to make that kind of time for myself. Being near water for me brings a peace and calm…. I’ve never known. Make sure that you PUT THIS TIME ASIDE. It helps me to see life clearer, and the people that’s in it. What brings out my personality is… making small talk with strangers. I enjoy talking to people who are different than myself. They interest me, and I can always learn something new.
The more you get to know YOURSELF…. when “The One” does come along, he will appreciate you more for being YOUR OWN PERSON, not someone who needs HIM to come and “complete” you.
I know its hard being single…. but be a WOMAN who refuse to deal with any and everything, for the sake of “having a man”. And I noticed the SAME WOMEN.. who chose these types of men, are the first ones who will say…. my momma aint trying to help me, my friends aint there for me, don’t nobody care about how I get from A to B. Wont nobody come and pick me up. And I’ll say to them… YOU’RE REALLY MAD AT YOUR BOYFRIEND…because he’s not doing his job by providing a way for you to do those things…… HOW DARE YOU TURN THIS ON YOUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!! These type of women will blame all the names in their cell phones, before they’ll ADMIT… they made a wrong choice in their relationship.
Its okay to live alone, or with your children. Date a man for dear life if you have too. Stop be so submissive to the first man who tells you….. your hair is pretty. Know your own hair is pretty FIRST…. then let him put his AMEN with it. Compliments you’re hearing for the first time from a man… YOU MUST HAVE NEVER TOLD YOURSELF FIRST. So yes… of course it sounds good and special. Get to know YOU. A person is willing to help a single mother faster than they would a woman who has a NO GOOD MAN , sitting on her couch…… PLANT MANAGING A REMOTE CONTROL
Don’t wait around for other people to be happy for you. Any happiness you get you’ve got to make yourself. –Alice Walker
I remember when I first started going to my Church, Second Ebenezer. I would sit in the back because I was new and didn’t want to be seen or heard. I never imagined myself sitting in the front rows, to me it seemed as if you were there longer…. that was YOUR spot. At my Church you could “come as you are” and that was one of the main reasons for me joining at that time in my life. I didn’t have a wide selection of dress clothes, and the little I had, I could mix them up with dress pants, and jeans.
As time went on I became comfortable, and started sitting in the first 5 rows every Sunday. One day I wore a dressy skort. It was my favorite outfit. But one of the older ladies of the church came over to me and placed a lap scarf over my legs with a smile, and walked away. I WAS SO OFFENDED. Not to mention EMBARRASSED. In order for her to come over to place the scarf over MY leg, SHE must have felt that my skort was too short. Boy was I on fire in that service.
After service, I never mentioned it, I just went home. But it stayed on my mind. I couldn’t shake the feeling that she did that. I knew that if I called and told several of my friends what had happened, they would tell me that she was out of order, that she was wrong, that I shouldn’t go back there again, that I should have confronted her about it. But I’m not the type of person who will call my Sisters or Friends and say… “Let me tell you what this lady did to me “. I go to God… all the time. Because what I found out in doing that is…..friends will tell me what seem right to THEM. Maybe a few of them would ask to see the skort, and say…. yeah maybe that is too short. We tend to ask people just to hear “their opinion” when in reality, our mind is already made it that we were “offended”. There’s nothing else to be said, nothing to be discussed. I felt offended…. and that’s final.
It stayed on my MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIND…. yes it did. Every time I went to Church and saw that woman… it was on my mind. I never got an answer from God at that time when I felt that way. But he surely reminded me of it when it was my time to “get it”. As time went on ( been there for 20 years now) I started to build my wardrobe. For some reason I didn’t want to wear jeans any more. My mentality had changed in the way I dressed. I was very conscience of the way this woman of God carried herself. I cared about the way I dressed in the house of the Lord. I knew better, and I did better. I would see women coming in church with their cleavage showing, with short dresses and skirts. And I remember thinking…. wow.. people come to the house of the Lord…. any old kinda way. THEN, God bought back to MY remembrance, of when I was wearing my short skort…. I didn’t think it was too short. But as you leave the MILK… and start eating solid food… you see things totally different than you did before. God had answered my question. I had every reason to be offended… when I didn’t know any better. When I knew better, and dressed better, and respected the way I felt about myself….. I understood. That lady wasn’t trying to hurt my feelings or offend me ….. she helped me. I would never in my life wear that skort again. Never ever. It was so short. I wouldn’t even wear it outside. I’m not a person who care if someone likes my shoes or boots. My clothes or anything that I wear. BUT I DO CARE if someone says… your dress, skirt or skort is too short. As a woman of God.. that would be something , that I TAKE CARE OF ON THE SPOT … EVEN IF I FELT DIFFERENTLY. I don’t want men staring at me, or coming on to me because of the way I dress. I don’t want my breast hanging out, or cleavage showing. I don’t want my behind showing, and I want to be covered up.
What I learned in this Life Lesson that I’ll never forget is that… there are some things in the house of the Lord that YOU JUST DONT DO when you know better. IF……. you know better. Ask God to show you if you’re wrong about being “offended”. I was use to dressing the way ” I wanted” and felt that I was in the house of the Lord. I came to hear the word not to be judged. No one had any BUSINESS to correct the way I dressed.
Seasoned Christians know better. Babes in Christ….. will have to learn.
New Living Translation 1 Corinthians 3:2
I had to feed you with milk, not with solid food, because you weren’t ready for anything stronger. And you still aren’t ready,
*photo with friends is the skort I wore to Church*
*photo above is how I looked at the lady when she places the scarf over my legs*