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Quickies, Rough Necks, and the Orphan Heart of a Woman

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IF YOU’VE EVER BEEN ABUSED (sexually, verbally, or mentally) you’ll remember when pulling hair, talking loud,calling you out of your name all meant a brother loved you. Professing rough necks over preppy dudes, bored and wanting more. When you met the love of your life and he softly caressed your hair, you asked him what was wrong BECAUSE LOVE DON’T FEEL LIKE THAT…IT SUPPOSED TO HURT. On your wedding night you wondered why a brother took his time in the art of lovemaking rather than a drive-by quickie? You even asked him, what was wrong BECAUSE LOVE DON’T FEEL LIKE THAT…IT SUPPOSED TO BE QUICK. Now the love of your life confused wondering why he’s not enough for you. Okay…seriously disturbed.

I overheard this song in the gym yesterday, bobbing to it (I’m a music lover) until the lyrics got me choked like a chicken bone in my neck. WHA–WHAT? An artist wrote a song about a vulnerable sister vomiting a lyrical love manifesto saying “I’ll just go ahead and give you my treasure, it’s just sex, making love is for whimps, I don’t love myself, so I can’t be good to you, let’s just f (bleep), forget the what-ifs (pregnancy, STD’s and AIDS), no emotions attached. WHA-What? Strong set up for sexual addictions. The most vivid example of schizophrenia I’ve ever met. Wake up & rebel against tossing your purity, & distinguish between reality and fantasy.Let God restore you. You were made for more. My heart grieves for the woman on this picture because although cartoonish, she does exist and she is out there thinking that this collection of abuse that she experiencing is her forever reality. Like the woman who was at the well, she is an awesome candidate to experience the love of Father God and be set free from the chains that bound her. #orphannomore

 

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The Love Lesson

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The Love Lesson

Ask yourself…..how long have you disliked somebody you didn’t know because your friend did? What was the ought done to you? Nothing! Now is the time for hard hearts to become open to God. The redemption for the offense has already been repaired and you still over there mad. God’s deliverance is not ours. It’s better and comprehensive! Satan would desire the offense to continue, take a lesson from me and let it go. God can do more with your forgiveness than with your offense.

Anger is love disappointed; therefore put your confidence in God not man!

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Vicks and Other Generational Reasons Why We Do Things……

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Vicks and Other Generational Reasons Why We Do Things......

Today……..I learned an awesome piece of advice from colleague an interesting piece of advice about Vicks Vapor Rub. I have used this product on myself for many years. My mother and grandmother used to dip a spoon in the Vicks and then sugar and give to me when I was hacking with cold. I remember being bundled up and told to get under the covers. I used to ask the question over and over again….and each time, I asked, “But WHY Mommy?” I was never really given the clarity that stopped the silence of questioning in my mind. So I continued to go through life still wondering.

Now, I know a million of you out there can easily arrest me and say , “Well why didn’t you just Google it?” Well, I could have but never did because I had accepted this remedy as a staple and never knew why!

Today a colleague shared with me that she would use the Vicks on her son and get applying it but to remember that it needed to be washed off the skin in the morning and it absolutely needed to be covered with clothes once applied. A trigger went off in my mind and I suddenly went back to that place of dormant questioning and the fire to want to know why was so strong. I proceeded to ask her , “Why?” She simply told me, ” The pores of the child are open and if you do not cover their pores, you can make the cold worse!”—-okay….red face but clarity and a very simple mystery solved!

35 years of doing the same things because mommie’em and daddie’em did something is a total fail. Crack the code on wisdom and get in the know for yourself. Tradition breeds repetition but not all repetition brings progress!