From Glory to Glory

God gave me a word last week about Valley Experiences, I had to come to the understanding that there are periods in life that we would encounter ups and downs. There are seasons in life where we will experience the Mountaintop experiences and in direct opposite to those times, we will go through  valley experiences. I know that those moments are some of the most painful but I also know that everything has a time limit and an expiration date. I pray everyday asking God, in my most annoying child voice, Are we done yet? But I get no response it seems. I cry out wanting my life to be turned right side up again, where everything is well with me and well with the world. Ah, but I am still going through this process...Travelling a path to God knows where. I don't get a preview of my life story or the flight plan for my life. So, I am left to operate in faith and trust blindly. The path though the valley is filled with twists and turns and the path seems neverending but I must go th

I'm almost there but not quite... I know that the Christian thing to do when an offence is committed is to forgive and even better train your mind to forget. I was sure that I could have done the forgiveness thing as usual because I prided myself that I was so quick to forgive because of the many times I did without a problem. But my last test I failed miserably. I would say that I would  be the first who forgave those who hurt me but this last time, I struggled immensely. Someone says you must choose to forgive because it frees you. I am sure that they are right but this go around it was not a textbook quick example, I was living the real thing and I realized it was hard to forgive the offender and forget the nature of the offence. I was served a punishment that I did not deserve and I was confused on why one blow was not enough that I had to receive another blow that definitely nearly caused me to lose my sense of stability. For my reality was, I forgave before and was

Some 17 years ago, I heard these words, You're pregnant! I hung my head down in shame, and my heartbeat increased steadily and then set loose as a horse racing around a track. I know, I heard those words but I was in disbelief, so much so, I wanted it to be a dream. So, at the moment, I was faced with being Single, unmarried at 20 and unprepared to be anyone's mother. I was not ready to bring a child in the world and I was afraid of what would have been ahead for me. I sought every option possible but eventually decided that I would walk this road ahead and alone and so, on August 9, 1996, at about 5:40 am or thereafter, I bought a 6lbs, 4 ounces baby boy into the world! At 21, I became a mother. I had to decide that I had a life to be responsible for, and at first it was not easy but I had no choice. I was determined that I would love my child and be the best mother I could be to him. He was active, he was daring and bold and filled with neverending energy. That was then

Permission Granted...I Choose Me ! Ever since, I knew myself, I always wanted to a part of the team. I wanted to be liked and accepted by my friends and family. I craved approval from my family which I thought would have been easy enough to get, but found it the most difficult. I thought that they would be the ones quickest to love me and accept me totally and completely. However, my life was not that way. I was the poster girl for rejection. I was always the one giving, caring, sharing and putting the blame on me and never getting any returns on my investment. Hmmmm... I wondered why I did that? Did I not love myself enough? If my past would talk, it would say out loud...not clearly enough! I did for most people, what most people would not do for me. I was the friend until the end. I was the one who would be anxious to go all out for them and pick up the tab, by the gifts, and simply show a deep concern about their life problems. But I realized that the more I gave of myself