Why I am Thankful for Judgment
Category: Mystics
Will You Walk Through the Fire?
You are free once you release the giants in your mind. You never realize the beasts that are roaming free controlling your every thought until you try at something you love. Personally I love to write and sing. I also love to take ownership of new challenges. I am not a novice when it comes to maximizing the rewards of my life experiences. Every moment I was able to forgive I rewarded myself with key points to understand those I interact with daily. Those key points allow me to instantly love everyone I meet and the love I carry comes directly from the seeds of Jesus Christ. Like a stolen secret, I kept the things I loved locked inside of me. I chose the path of least resistant because I feared the outside world would not accept me.
Last night I went to bible study and surprisingly enough I went on the night of Baptism. God’s ways are unpredictable for when I arrived at the church and saw the title of the sermon, “A Different Kind of Fire”, I instantly knew that there would indeed be a message that was destined to sink into my heart to help carry me through every dark encounter. I have been a woman of weak faith up until the day I was baptized. Last night’s experience ran full circle to match the current level of my faith. As I watched many members be baptized one by one I felt like I too was dipped into the holy water with them. Every time I endure the fire it is Jesus who pulls me deep into the waters of God. That said, I am no longer afraid to be consumed because the flames I have are made of everlasting love. If something or someone is not for me then it will be removed or it will not happen; I am in firm agreement with this.
One of my dear friends is in Ministry and from afar I’ve always marveled the power of God in her life. To hear her powerful voice speak over the microphone confirmed a new level of faith I have been owning recently. After my baptism in 2005 I knew, thanks to Gods warning, that my son would be carried back to God. For one week I laid up in a hospital bed at Pennsylvania Hospital knowing that I would lose him. In the early morning hours of my birthday God told me that it was time. From the moment I was baptized I had read up to Micah in the bible at that time and for that reason I named my son Micah. Interestingly enough Micah’s prophecies were directed towards the people of Jerusalem and one of his prophecies revealed that the Messiah would be born in the town of Bethlehem. Naming my son Micah for me, meant that Jesus would be present at times when I don’t always feel him near.
As I gave birth to my son all I could hear was “You Survived” by James Fortune and Fiya. God speaks in the present and I want people to know that whatever you are going through all is well now. You can cry and ask why to God but, that level of faith will never allow you to accept that the fire is good for you. I play video games frequently and one of my vintage fav’s is Mario. When Mario collects the super star it makes him invincible and if you defeat many enemy’s you gain an extra life, a 1 up. The love of God makes me invincible. I speak power for anyone that has trouble believing that there are no weapons that are formed against you that will prosper. The struggle is over you just have to believe that what does not kill you will only make you stronger. I testify from my own experience that there is purpose in your situation. If something hurts let it because we are purposed for greatness!
Thank you for visiting and reading this blog and all other entries. I want to get this message out to anyone who is having trouble dealing with situations that weigh heavily on the heart. I want you to know that all is well NOW, you must speak whatever you desire into existence. Consider celebrating the hard times because the person on the other side of the fence is you. I declare in Jesus name that you have won the battle, please learn to react triumphantly. Like this post, leave your comments, follow The Happiness Project and share with the links below.
Walk Through the Fire,
Miya
Once Upon a Time, My Journey
Growing up I was always unsure of who I was and my place in the world. I did more than second guess my choices I sat back and allowed my life to follow a destructive path and for quite some time I called my actions love. I marveled the lives of other people like a child full of excitement outside of a department store’s Christmas display and like the most unlikely child I “Just knew” that I would never have a life of prosperity. I am thankful for new sight because I now understand that the outcome of what I can see comes directly from my heart. My heart has truly been a lonely hunter for so long that I began to believe that I was part of a race that God rejected. I lived in tune with the vibration I thought was my destiny. The friends I had or lack thereof taught me about the inner conditions of my world. My story continues today not by ending with my challenges but, by me proving to myself that it is God’s forgiveness which, has conquered all, that I am meant to see ALL that does not sit right with my spiritual being.
Once upon a time, I always loved hearing that at the beginning of a fairytale. I was always eager to read what challenges the main character would have to face and the perseverance that kept the resolution alive in their hearts. Life is a dream, I can say this proudly at 37 and it is up to us to remember that when all hope is lost that our dreams will never fade. Throughout every experience I told myself that I was never good enough until the day I realized by God’s design that the devil was already conquered. I am now able to appreciate the negative information given to me. Whatever I can see can and will be conquered if and when there is discord in my heart. My story does not end with a negative thought, it prospers as a congratulatory notification welcoming me to my next level.
The happily ever after in my story is what sums up everything I fight through to reach my fullest potential. My happily ever after resides in the actions I take to defeat indifference. Credit to my cousin, my mentor, for teaching me that every negative thought should be addressed and when addressed we should know that we have the right to make the choice on what controls us. I love being able to feel forgiveness when I was not able to comprehend the smudge on my lenses. I dust off the lies and see the truth with a brand new understanding that God’s gift was so that we could ALWAYS live an abundant life. I wake up every morning feeling blessed because the world has a different shade of possibilities for me and it is my prayer that everyone could be able to feel the same if not better!
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Live Freely,
Miya
The Day I Learned to Walk by Faith
Has there ever been a time in your life when the world around you went completely dark and all you could see were the horrible results of the issues of your heart? The other night this happened to me. I couldn’t sleep at all because my mind was racing like an engine. I kept thinking about the book that I have been working on and then I thought about the possibility of my dreams never coming into existence. Though I was in the dark, my mind seemed to highlight where I am spiritually. I grasped a deeper meaning from the world within as it pertains to what I can visually account for. The credit I can withdraw from this awakening is appreciation for being able to understand faith more profoundly. In Hebrews 11:1 we are given wise counsel for our lives: Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. 2 This is what the ancients were commended for.
When asked what do you see, what are the first words that come into your mind? For me and all human life forms that answer would be the landscape of what we can view with our eyes. To briefly explain I will add what I can see at this very moment while I am typing. First, I see the computer I am typing on and second I can gaze out of my window. Earlier this morning the clouds were dark and ominous like in an old black and white horror film. Rain was pouring down and after a while the condensation continued its travels across the northern sky. After an hour passed peace was once again restored for the sun is now shining and the sky is promisingly blue. My vision prophesied to me the truth of what life is to every being on the planet. In life storms will roll in and certain storms have a direct path of destruction but, one thing is certain storms fade away and whatever was destroyed can and will be renewed once more.
Our eyes don’t deceive us because our eyes tell the truth about the internal conditions of our heart as it pertains to the level of our faith. If your heart is filled with unforgiveness be prepared to have a life where your exterior will carry the spirit of unforgiveness through your experiences with others and even self-reflective unforgiveness. This works in the same manner for anger, lust, vanity, and love. God is a God of order so when you live with any indifference outside of Gods ordinance be prepared to pay a heavy price. For a very long time I did not understand this but, I am thankful to God that I can see with brand new eyes that what I can see tells me more about the battle I am fighting within. Defiance separates us from discipline and we will never reach our greatest potential with lack of self-control. We can choose to accept that our lives are under a Rulers hands that shows us mercy when we make the choice to accept His will for our lives or we can follow the laws of the flesh. From what I’ve collected through the word of God and personal experience, the wages of the flesh lead to sin and sin leads to death.
I am not certain if anyone else can live knowing that level of responsibility and continue to ignore the calling of the will of our Maker. I know that for me, God’s words have been in my heart since I was a little girl. I feared God as I should and through personal trials and tribulations I learned to trust in the Lord and to defend His Name. Jehovah Jireh is what I have learned throughout my life and I pray that whomever this message is meant to touch may the truth be written on their hearts today. Thank you Lord for using me and leading me into my calling. I thank and appreciate all who have read my entry today. Let’s start a discussion on what our surroundings are and how it may relate to how one may feel internally. Like this post, follow the Happiness Project and share with the links attached.
Live by Faith,
Miya
My Time is Mine to Manage
Yesterday I spoke to my inspiring and amazing cousin about how I’ve felt over the years about her. I honestly had to admit that for years I was jealous because I did not have the same opportunities and she was always highly favored by my Aunts and Uncles. For much of my time here on earth I was enslaved with feelings of inadequacy and the outlet for how I felt towards those whom I believed were blessed and loved by God misguided me towards my own self-hatred. From the outside you can look at someone else’s situation and believe that they have the easy life. That belief transformed into so many internal weaknesses throughout my years that I did not recognize the relationships that were impacted by my brokenness. A broken foundation has shown me many things and today I want to talk about Time Management.
I love video games, more so, I love the type of games which are action packed and permeated with clues. Final Fantasy VII and the first Resident Evil were the first two games that I’ve ever played which helped me to use my problem solving and time management skills. I love puzzles with clues that you have to courageously investigate to propel the character to the next level where the challenges for the main character elevate from level to level and ultimately impacts their skills. What makes me an effective role-playing gamer is my desire to resolve conflict. Role playing games help you to manage your time. A great RPG will include tasks which are time sensitive. With much appreciation to my cousin I have downloaded an app that helps me to be accountable for my time. In the past I’ve run into challenges which were difficult for me and because I did not find ways to be accountable for my time I wasted them by applying the “Woe is me” effect throughout every area of my life.
Not wanting to be a manipulator, I had to admit that I was responsible for how I felt about my life. I blamed others for thoughts of my own limitations because I believed that everyone spoke negatively when they saw my face or knew a minuscule amount of information about the deeds I’ve done in the dark. I can’t alter how I’ve felt in the past but, I can immediately take charge for my future by acknowledging my shortcomings. I long to live a full life regardless of the mistakes I’ve made and I believe the past has formed its own definition for a reason. After I’ve forgiven all discomforts I was able to move forward and assign my time appropriately. I’ve learned from failure that time is something that I have control of separate from the end of my time here on earth. Once again, thanks to my cousin accountability is enjoyable for me.
Our time is all we have and when we divide the minutes, seconds, and hours we are confronted with the truth of the importance of time. Time is the ultimate figure in our lives that we can see the immediate results of when we look at ourselves in the mirror or see the outer reflections of those who surround us. By developing daily schedules I discipline myself so that when I am faced with any difficulty I can overcome them by being accountable for my time. In my truth practicing accountability is new to me but, before I approached this practice I knew that I was in desperate need of discipline. I am thankful and grateful for providing explanations to myself for how I spend my time. Thanks to my cousins advisement I am no longer overruled by defeat for, defeat is only an opportunity for us to make amends with failure. Failure is a superficial word so we always have the opportunity to turn our circumstances around to make our prospective futures brighter.
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Be Accountable Always,
Miya
In My Dining Room
In a wicker basket chair my grandmother is seated in a painted picture frame overlooking the dining room. A place where all family gatherings should take place. The current state of the dining room is in grave danger. It now collects dust from the familial functions that once took place every thanksgiving and there are only shadows left from the gifts that were once passed along the dining room table. The spirit of love has a home and for me that home was always when I was surrounded by an abundance of God’s blessings through the art of sharing great cuisine. I can smell the stuffing and turkey now when I collect every memory of what once was sacred. How do I bring back the importance of my foundation? I listen to my grand mother’s voice in my head and she proclaims, “You must continue the tradition of lighting up the place where we bow our heads and give all thanks to God.”
A mission starts beyond any word I could say, it must begin with an action. My first act as the bearer of this responsibility is to remind myself of its importance. From my words I will begin the gathering for my family and friends to join me every Sunday in efforts to bring back the cornerstone of my ancestors. Before my grand mother passed she requested from God that she wanted her entire family to be present. She wanted a huge dinner so everyone could remember the importance of the spirit of togetherness. God granted her request and I swear on my own life that she was ordained to be one of God’s Angels. God marked a covenant with her that my family should pay close attention to for it states the strength of who we are and how we can powerfully impact the lives of those around us be it family or friend. Nothing harmful can remain through this covenant. I was blessed to see the truth of a promise God made with my grand mother and that truth is by seeing the image of true light that does not blind the naked eye.
I don’t always understand why I was chosen to see the things I’ve seen in this life but, there is one thing that is certain the vitality of my foundation is in the demands of a promise made long ago. I remember when the movie Soul Food premiered. With a different tale of love and family the part surrounding death was only the beginning for my story. I get to remain intact with a gift that was given to my family by God. I’ve always had an unconditional love for humanity and I’ve always believed that it is because I was raised to connect with those I love every Sunday and on every Holiday to share good meals and wonderful conversations. I accept and appreciate all that I am able to learn daily for it is all in Gods will that wisdom and knowledge continuously illuminate throughout my path. I thank God for my grand mother and I will continue to be living proof of her covenant with God.
Thank you so much for reading my blog today. What are some area’s in your life that strengthen you? Can you think of a person in your family that lets you know the power of who God is? Can you think of any covenant that may have to continue in you to either rebuild or continue to strengthen the foundation of your identity and maybe even the prosperity of humanity? Like this and all other entries, comment below and please share by using the links attached to this blog.
May Your Foundation Be Fortified,
Miya
The Inner Ramblings of a 37 Year Old
Sometimes my mind moves slow, kind of like molasses. The words I have to say are thick and I get stuck sometimes because I worry about how I will sound when the words come out. I’ve learned somewhere a long time ago that we are to sacrifice for one another. I also read that in order to be a good Christian we are supposed to be submissive to one another. I believe that I have become the type of person where people see me as a gullible easy target and they easily dump their hatred on me because I am completely forgiving. Today I am 37. I was born October 17th 1980 in Philadelphia, Pa at Parkview Hospital located in the Frankfort section of Philadelphia. My dad worked there as a diagnostic technician. I don’t remember the times when he did work because he stopped working when I was a baby. Let’s just say he worked in Hospitals when people could smoke inside of them. He used to tell me about the wild parties he and his co-workers used to have. He used to always joke around about the paraphernalia and booze they had at their parties. Growing up I saw my parents as the King and Queen of Disco.
Our basement on 11th street in the Logan section of Philly was decked out with a huge bar and a kick-ass shower. As we grew older the basement started to smell like rotting water and the house started to sink. You could see the house separating from where the kitchen and the laundry room were connected. If we did not move out of that house the back room would have been destroyed because the entire back-end of the house was sinking. As if I rewound my life back to the past before the sinking began I can see all of my fond childhood memories up until I was 12 years of age in that house. I remember dreaming of becoming a pop star in my sister’s room every time she was away at a friend’s house. I can see me and my sister raising our pet guinea pigs. I named my guinea pig after this Hispanic boy named Christopher I used to like in 1st and 2nd grade. His mother looked like Peggy Bundy and his dad was a black janitor at our school, Bernie Elementary. I once got beat up by two young boys in front of him. I was actually pretty good at handling them both until I saw Christopher. I guess I should have known then that boys/men would be a lot of trouble for me. My childhood memories are fond and sacred. Most of my spiritual life was cultivated when I was young. In fact I began reading the Bible when I was 9 so that I could understand why God took my grandmother away. I was terrified of God. It wasn’t until I was 30 that I understood what it means when it says in the word of God that Fearing the Lord is the beginning of knowledge and wisdom(Proverbs 9:10). I guess God decided to introduce knowledge and wisdom to me at a very young age. I feared God so much that it lead me to live a life of sacrifice. I used to be open to the idea of putting myself aside and never second guessing any negative consequences. God taught me how to love others but, what about love for myself? The answer is simple, God did teach me how to love myself when he gave me the passion for writing and the love of music. Also, when God created me he made me different and I see now that it is a difference worth embracing. I am not supposed to look like anyone else but me. I also love nature and I really love when I can help others. However, lately God has been telling me that I need to be selfish. I think I can remember being told this before when I started to lose control of my own thoughts back in my early 20’s. I cared more of what someone else had to say over what I had to say. My voice I kept silent for I feared that the words that flowed through my mouth would only sound imprudent. I believed that since I was never pretty then I would never matter. So, I started to pay less attention to myself.
I struggled for years with stuttering and I lived my life second guessing every word that came out of my mouth. I whole-heartedly believed that someone else would think I was ill-advised. In my life, people told me that I what I had to say was wrong and I that should learn the facts by watching the news and trusting every credible source. My political views were mine own and I had my individual take on religion and education. I was always somewhat of a rebel. I’ve always thought that loving the whole world was possible. Yes, even those who have done wrong. The bible has taught me that true judgement can only come from God though we all individually have the power to discern the spirits. Now at 37, I see clearly that LOVE is what will solve every issue on this planet but, it is not up to us to decide which way the wind blows. It is up to us to decide which forces we want to align. Work under the forces of dark or be used by the power light; this is our daily choice. Sometimes life is unexpected. What happens is not important. Our future is measured by the actions we take today and I am happy that I’ve learned that it begins with what I think. I lived my life from 26-36 believing that I could manage my life without God. God showed himself in between through all of my hardships but, I wanted to think that I had the power to maintain who I was. I was sorely mistaken but, with Gods infinite wisdom he has forgiven me. I feel his love radiate throughout my thoughts every time I decide to write a poem, a song, or when I blog.
You can fall a million times and God will always be open to forgive you. This morning I said a prayer to ask God to move heavily on my mind so that I can learn to forgive myself. I am extremely apologetic when I don’t have the right words to say or if, when compared to others, I lack attraction. I truly don’t believe that God allowed me to make it to 37 to be comfortable with believing that I am to be a failure. With all the wrong I have done I know that somewhere I was able to implement diligence in my walk. More than ever I care what I have to say and my story will be told through my perspective. I began this blog thinking of my family because they are my foundation aside from God. When my childhood home was demolished my childhood stories went down with the house. I once believed that when a home was gone so were all of its stories but, I am happy that is not the case. When my family moved to a new section in the city I thought I had lost the feeling of being a dreamer. Where the sun can’t shine there is only a shadow blocking its trajectory. I realized that even though my home on 11th street was no longer standing any new home after is built upon the same structure. When I connect every home I’ve ever lived in my story has a flow that only myself and God can comprehend.
I am grateful to make it to 37. I understand that though my life has taken many turns away from grace I had to hit rock bottom to be pulled back into Gods warm embrace. In the end I can say with confidence that life is a mellifluous melody and when the tune sounds drastic it is important to not lose faith in God. For those who don’t believe in God, I believe for you that there is a higher power that will help you weather the storms in life. There is nothing we can do to stop a storm but, we can monitor our reactions through them. Thank you for listening to this 37 year olds ramblings today. I am truly grateful to have an opinion of my life up until this point and I pray that I have many more life lessons to add as I learn to selfishly love myself. Happy Birthday to me, by God’s grace I am wonderfully made.
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Learn to Play and be Happy,
Miya
Nothing and No One Can Replace God’s Love
Through my observations most people will live out most of their conscious moments trying to disprove the Laws of God. Spiritual teachings are bountiful but, I’ve seen many passerby’s take the easy way out. Throughout my own timeline I can recall the crystal ball images of the desires of my heart and all those desires had gone off to the wastelands. I now see clearly that reaching for acceptance beyond God will never work for someone like me. I came to have an abundant life but, at what cost? Just to have a few prayers go my way only to realize that my way was not beneficial for me. I once believed that a crystal stone would populate a golden fairy tale but, stones have no power compared to God. I carried an amethyst to ward off evil and believed an opal ring possessed unmatched magical powers to heighten my worthiness in the world. There is nothing and no one that holds the keys to the universe especially when under the deceptive guise of what is ecstatically pleasing to the eye. There are many times in my life where I failed God by yearning for external substitutes for my soul. I honestly believed with fingers crossed that having a boyfriend, being around people who I can call my friends, and possessing loads of money were the tickets to living an ideal life. Today, I testify that when you yearn for anything outside of God you will run into many roadblocks in this life.
My first and most impactful roadblock experience was when I longed for acceptance. From my childhood days to my current adult years I was never popular. I was often rejected by my peers and some of my family members because I wasn’t recognizably pretty, I didn’t wear name brand clothing, I’ve had a constant battle with my weight and my hair was never luxuriously long or soft. Before I hated the world I hated myself. In school I was picked on because I was recognizably different from the cultural acceptance where features were vaguely important. My parents never told me that there would be people in life who would never accept me and I give God all the praises for keeping me in the dark. If it wasn’t for God I would have never been able to see that I was uniquely designed and I was perfectly made in God’s image. I don’t need to be accepted by anyone outside of God. Today, I am free because of God’s divine wisdom. Surely, what God has for me is for me.
Another massive roadblock was my undying need to be in a relationship with someone. I used to push through hell and back just to say I had a boyfriend. I was never the object of positive attention. Hoping that I would one day grow out of the awkward phase I was disappointed by the public reaction when boys treated me as if I wore the cloak of invisibility. In present times men turn a blind eye to recognize my existence. I used to be extremely bitter when I discovered that people can be dismissive and not bat an eye in the process. What forced me to change my perspective was the day I realized that God takes me as I am for his love has substance. Also, self-acceptance should be my primary mission in my present and moving forward. I was made by God through my parents and I love that it is a challenge for others to accept me. Let me be the stepping stone for those who need to learn a little more about the power of God. My God is the Alpha and the Omega who can go against the creator of the heavens and Earth.
A happy life used to mean having love, friendships and lots of money. I thought money could buy me love and with the abundance of money I could live out my days never worrying about my future stability. I’ve learned that when you desire to have abundance over God you can get what you want but, there is always danger looming when you start to love money. I used to believe my bank account was the answer to all of my troubles. In the past every time I was upset I would go shopping to mend my frustration. Abundance should never be taken for granted. One day you can have your heart’s content and the next everything can be snatched away from you. When I woke up from the illusion of what abundance is I could really see my deceitful heart. I am highly thankful that God forgave my foolishness. The only treasure for me is the Kingdom of God. Money doesn’t buy anything of true value when your heart is not in the right place. For me, God had to become my center and I would rather change my walk then continue living another day placing my faith on my finances. My heart belongs to God alone.
Being the misfit is sobering. I know that every challenge that I’ve faced and will face in my future was predestined by God. I no longer look at situations that used to break me as my darkest moments for God knew I would overcome those hard times. I am content with what I have but, I am encouraged also because I know that God will always see to it that I am protected. I live my best life now for all of my riches are placed in God. Every day I retract from the world I grow closer to God. For those who struggle with their value know that you were perfectly designed to share your gift to the world. Never allow negativity to through you off course and believe that you are precious and wonderfully made.
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Love Without Ceasing,
Miya
Celebration of My Differences
Being an African American Female I am able to hold a special relationship with God. Through the years of slavery to racism to even sexism God has moved powerfully in my life. I stand here today knowing there is method in my master’s holy plans. I don’t always understand why I was faced to be the outcast of the life around me but, Gods ways are surely not my ways. The answer will always be: Yes I trust you Lord.
Sometimes a disability can be something you stick behind and defend just to lock away any potential gift you may hold. The great and mighty I AM motivates me when I struggle with believing in myself. Fear, a disability, becoming ill, the cause does not have to justify the means in which we live our daily lives hoping no one will call us out to damage what we hold dear. For a long time fear motivated me to hide myself even if whatever gifts I possessed were meant to shake up the world. I told myself every day that I was not smart or pretty, why should I be accepted? I agreed with those who were able to recognize my differences. The safest place for me to hide for years was to play only in the dark. Darkness and being alone with God were all that mattered to me. I feel so comforted when the only one I try to please is God. God accepts me for who I am. Over the past few months God has surrounded and blocked every area of my life that included pleasing anyone outside myself. Like the time I lost my son, God separated real love and those who did not have my best interest at heart. No hard feelings because they were not meant to have a hand at my recovery. I lived my life having many addictions from alcohol to being around others who selfishly thought of their own comfort and did not care how they handled mine. God removed them all because I am in the best care when my heavenly Father is in the midst.
For years I had not because I asked not (John 16:24). I never asked God to help me with anything that I struggled with internally that would prove the power of God was behind my greatest achievements. In my final year of High School we had to do a senior project. The senior project was focused on any event in history with a creative spin tailored to our choosing. I chose to create a diary of a girl who expressed how she felt on the cruise liner, the Titanic, up until the moment the ship sank. The book looked waterlogged but, it was miraculously preserved. I got an A on that project and it was put up at the Art Museum of Philadelphia for being great literary work. I can confirm that it was God’s grace that gave me the enthusiasm to research actual events of the Titanic. It was also God who provided me with the idea to create something that would be considered a historical document if it were true and for that reason I was able to I tap into the creative wisdom of God. As I grew older I unfortunately have strayed away and I forgot how to ask God for the desires of my heart.
When I turned away from God it did not persuade God to disconnect from me. However, God allowed my ignorance to fester and boil until it couldn’t any longer. Last night I sat in a dark room all by myself crying. I cried tears of joy because God is so powerful. God loves me so much that he would use his powers to isolate me until all I had was him. When you lose people it can break your heart. My heart has been broken for 12 years and now is my time to claim what God has for me. I am finding comfort in my Father as I continue to establish a meaningful relationship with him and with myself. Since I’ve been separated from physical attachments I see that I have a future ahead of me and as long as I have God nothing could ever compare.
For most of my life I was ridiculed for being different. My external differences matched my inability to fully express myself. I can recall times when teachers would treat me differently because I was not one of the brightest or prettiest students in the class. In fact, I failed first grade and I am certain that it wasn’t because I lacked the mental capacity to understand basic math or reading comprehension. I remember being told that I needed to stand out of the classroom because I was disrupting the class and I was only quiet and shy. I’ve always been quiet up until this present time. One of the most loving translations of God’s power and love was through my parents. My mother and father fought to get me out of my minority neighborhood school so I could have a better education. After I transferred to Lawton Elementary I became an honor student and I was placed into an accelerated reading class. God used his power then to show me that I could comprehend any challenge. Looking back I can see now that God has been using people to treat me as if I was a pariah so that he could manifest within me the desires of my heart.
In society I’ve had many strikes placed against me. What this tells me today is that God has special plans for me. I surrender to my father’s needs and graciously I walk with a yearning flame to fulfill God’s will in my life. One thing I have always asked from my father is that I will be able to live out my best life while I am still young. When people go astray or if I lose anything it is God’s doing, even my own ignorance. However, I pray that I am able to be used to recognizably build the kingdom of God from within so that people will see that God is mighty. God is my foundation and more than anything I want to please Him by proclaiming every day that I want His will to be done. I struggled with my differences for most of my waking life. Now that I surrender all to my amazing heavenly Father I celebrate my differences. God uniquely made me and he has a plan that I trust with all of my heart
Thank you for reading my blog today. I am grateful for all likes and comments so if you like this post or want to share your insight please be at liberty to do so. Follow me on my journey for finding happiness in desert experiences and share with the links below. If you have lost everything and you see that God is all you have in the end be comforted by knowing that God has authority over any and all things. Hold your head up high, pick up your cross and follow Him.
Live Life Celebrating Your Differences
Miya
Believe All Is Restored
The computer screen stared directly into my eyes while I searched my brain for a topic to discuss today. My mind was empty but, then I gave grace for the ability to connect with my creator. My creator directed thy path towards the heart. This morning I work up and gave my appreciation to the infinite wisdom who kept my body functioning throughout the night and for allowing me to see another day of grace. After I gave thanks reality began to scream further evidence of the chaos theory via CNN notifications on my phone. CNN reported at 5:01 AM EDT on October 2, 2017: “More than 20 dead after shooting on Las Vegas Strip” (Cullinane &McKirdy). The headline stood out of the loop of life-giving information so, at first I was not going to read the article.
With a clear mind that God is all-powerful I proceeded to read the article as if Jesus himself were reading it to me. I believe that Jesus would probably go back to his word in John 14:30 when he mentioned that the prince of this world was coming and he had no parts in him. Also, he would have me reference Luke 12:54-59 where he spoke of interpreting the times. In verse 57 he mentions, “Why don’t you judge for yourselves what is right? After I finished reading the article all I could think of was that this news report was only part of a dominant reality. This reality speaks into the sub-conscious of every man, woman and child.
When we turn on the news we inhale into our sub-conscious stories of murder, and informational and political conspiracy. This reality forces us to accept that life is leading towards the end quicker than we would like and there is nothing we can do to save the world. As a result, we began to create awareness by racing for the cure or raising money for disaster relief. As proof the ego does not have all the right answers our awareness reflects more of the reason for the race so that, every year further cancer research establishes a reality where cancer spreads like wildfire. The ego tells us we must save but, saving has to be conducted under divine order and when it is not dark principles will apply due to the egos need to save. The ego is self-righteous so, before you donate or give your time ask yourself if you are helping to make yourself feel like you are doing your “part” to save the world or is it a divine calling. These are questions I have been asking myself lately. If I do anything let it be under divine law.
I chose to accept that there is a Predominate force that controls all other realities. This force sends messages daily letting us know that all is well even through chaos. The chaos itself is connected to a perfect plan behind the human ability to fully comprehend. My heart goes out to those who were affected by the shooting in Vegas and I pray dearly that the Hurricane victims receive the help they need so families can fully recover from the devastation. There is a bigger picture in all of the Pandemonium and it illustrates to us everything is already restored.
Hours later, there I was arguing against my stupor and then it hit me. My mind has been in a dreamlike state. My conscious intelligence has been overloaded with so much information at times that my mental functions start to rapidly deteriorate. Like being trapped in a dream the overload causes me to lose control over my identity. Those who are heavily programmed sit back and live out lies told to their vision. The remedy to the wealth of perspective being presented to you is gratefulness. Today I learned that I must be grateful for the information I am receiving at rocket speeds. I must give any and all matters that affect my heart to God so that my creator can attend to the department of Unconditional Love. This allows me to directly place my treasures in God and thanks to grace I have a fervor to reestablish the message of truth in the hearts of all who may read this blog today, “All is restored.”
I have been through countless records of ups and downs and this one thing rings true, I am still here to speak of what God allowed me to overcome. The day I lost my son I knew that I had already survived. This means that the pain was all the more necessary to fulfill a purpose greater than myself. I am strong, I am collecting the wisdom from infinite intelligence, I am grateful, & I am free to align my life with love at all times. Keep this in mind, awareness creates more of the dominate focus. Be aware today that all is actually well with the world. Speak life into your reality and as you transform internally the atmosphere will begin to shift into something marvelous. We can’t correct the woes of the world before we heal the inner self.
Thank you for visiting my blog. My message for today is one of peace: I know that the information we receive daily can be overwhelming but, try to understand that there is a larger purpose behind it all. Seek first the Kingdom of heaven in these times and keep close to your heart that the spiritual war is already won. As proof God has not given up on us a life was just presented to the world by a friend of mine. Congratulations to you my friend on birthing a new life into the world. Your beautiful baby boy is packed with God’s purpose and his life will provide further evidence of the truth that All is restored by God alone.
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All is Restored,
Miya
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