Miara’s Awakening

 

“The prophesized days of darkness have been upon us for centuries. An illusion created by the fallen angels had given birth to the cycle of life and death. Mankind documented interactions with these demigods and formed religious beliefs in favor of blessings. As humanity continued to evolve faith became the agenda used to conquer territories in the name of “the one true God”. Once America was born mankind and the gods they believed in were given a space to launch the great experiment that would circumvent and conquer every god so that only one would remain. E pluribus unum, how the many become one. This Roman clause supported by European dictatorships invaded lands, captured its people, and imprisoned their Gods through slavery. Every resource was stolen for profit and power by sacrificing indigenous souls to their almighty God. Where are the ones who will save us, or are we meant to save ourselves? Thank you for watching, please leave a….”

Hi“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” A listless 42 year old Miara Jackson mumbled to herself while returning to her desk after a 15 min work break. She just finished viewing a video posted by Rebel Clans, a YouTube channel she’s followed for a few years. Miara had been working in Center City Philadelphia as a customer service representative for TelArk Tech Innovations for the past five years. She has felt overwrought, underpaid and undervalued for quite some time. Lately she’s been wrestling with her poor performance evaluations at work. Her customer billing inquiry calls have exceeded the 4 minute 59 second allotted time for the past 4 months and her quality assurance scores made her feel emotionally inept, as if she were immune to empathy. To add to her resignations she was one negative evaluation away from being fired from a job she hated but depended on. However, Miara didn’t have time to think about her traumas; she couldn’t even think about celebrating. Her life was centered around TelArk with its thought-reducing mundane tasks and life strangling policies. Her lack of fulfillment made her move about life ever pressingly robotic detaching from her identity and her desires.

“Thank you for calling TelArk this Mi…” 

“I don’t care who this is.” A man with a raspy voice shouted into the phone. As he continued Miara had reached her breaking point. Since 2020 the world has faced a massive lockdown due to Covid; People of color were being propagandized by the left and right wing media; Americans were told the pandemic was over while humanity argued over vaccine hesitancy, to efficacy, and to wondering if  the technology contributed to the rise of Sudden Adult Death Syndrome. Primarily, Miara could no longer be a makeshift Jesus sacrificing her peace for a company’s clientele whom they cared very little for. She hung up on the customer, signed off, called human resources and with confidence said, 

“I quit.”

Miara left the office and stepped out into the icy air of January in Philadelphia, a place that’s not always so sunny. The aroma was so much sweeter now though she had chosen the path of uncertainty. She wasn’t quite ready to head home, so she decided to take a walk through Olde City. When she arrived at the Liberty Bell she marveled over its universal meaning and her nuanced perceptions.The last time she had visited Olde City was during a Lawton Elementary school trip in the late 1980’s.This historical landmark reminded her that there was a massive fracture in what freedom represented for her and many others. In her eyes America should have always stood for freedom for all. But instead it ranked people by breed and used spiritual concepts to overpower Native populations, their resources and their land. Slavery had been a mechanism used to obtain what never belonged to the victors and to enrich the legacy of their kingdoms. Once the torch was passed to America’s Jim Crow, hourly wages and systemic greed replaced slavery. 

“You either win it all or lose everything in this life. In the end people really do suffer from lack of knowledge,”she sighed, turned around and walked away knowing that she made the right choice to leave TelArk.

She made it to the parking lot and got into her 2016 Hyundai Tucson. After igniting the engine she clamped her phone onto the wireless charging mount and pressed to play the next song on her playlist, “555” by Jimmy Eat World. As the first chorus dropped the song began to lose transmission similar to switching between AM/FM Stations.

“I’m doing the things I’ve been told 

Everyday

Everyday

Everyday 

Then why does it feel like I’m lo…..”  

“Hello….hello…..Mia..ar…do yo…. Miara, do you hear me?” Said the voice of a man breaking through the track. Miara first thought that there was an issue with her radio until the man spoke again.

“Miara, if you can hear me?”I’ve been searching for you for many lifetimes.” his voice echoed from every direction.

 Frightened, she demanded.“Who are you?”. 

“You Must Remember Who You Are.” he repeated as the song cut in and out erratically until it abruptly ceased.  Storm clouds filled up the sky as lightning ushered them in.

“Pol……….ar……..is.” the voice hissed.

Rain poured down from the heavens and tap danced on the roof of her car like tiny soldiers gearing up for battle. The sky darkened with each clash of thunder and bolt of lightning and Miara had no choice but to find refuge. She pulled into a parking lot on the westend of Kelly Drive overlooking The Art Museum of Philadelphia.

“MIARA!” He shouted with authority.

 His mighty voice commanded the earth to shake. An Apparition began forming where the Art Museum stood and Miara was compelled to step out of the car to gain a better perspective of what was taking shape.  Reality traversed between the present and a bygone era of Philadelphia before the Art Museum was erected and before there was a William Penn. A tall dark man dressed in 15th Century Moorish clothing began descending down from the heavens towards Miara. Gentle and golden rays of light lit the path behind him. The light was a part of him and emitted a powerful frequency revealing her true purpose. A wave of memories washed over Miara as she recalled why she was sent to this planet. Long ago she performed a powerful spell to protect the planet and its savior from an Alien race that needed the lifeforce of enlightened indigenous populations to survive.

“Do you remember now?” He beckoned as he lovingly gazed into her eyes.  

“Emmanuelle?”  her eyes dazzled like tiny shooting stars as tears began flowing down her face. 

“Yes, my queen.” 

“How long has it..” she trailed off but continued

“The fallen angels?” 

“We lost but,” Emanuelle had begun to explain.

“And Sela?” She interjected

“She knows everything.” replied Emanulle.

“Let us go to her then.” She said with urgency. 

The fate of the world was in jeopardy and the savior needed to be found before the Age of Crucifixion had begun. A moment before time rippled back to the present they joined hands and proceeded to walk into the light.

To be continued…..

This is the first time I’ve posted an original story. This short story is part of a larger series I’ve been developing for a while. I had to do a lot of research to form a cohesive story that was both entertaining and filled with some facts. I am excited to share topics that peak my interests and allow me to grow creatively before an audience.

Blessings

Miya P.

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The Bleeding Heart Finally Caught My Attention

Ephesians 6:12 New International Version (NIV)

¹² For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

I often wish  I could go back to the day when I sold myself the lie that caused me to hate the sound of my voice, despise my tested integrity and reject the opportunities to love whenever I  passed my reflections. I really do. I try so hard to get around my hindrances but, there is always this one question that seems to linger when no one else is around. How can I began to fix what could never be broken in the first place? If you are willing to unlock the secrets to your own heart know that the unlocking comes with a price. The price I had to pay began with the need to tend to my bleeding heart. Happiness is often something we are told we cannot search for. I’ve discovered a different path to that answer. Happiness is something we can search for but, it can only be found from within. In my truth, the heart bursts with forces that can serve or harm our individual universe. My heart was bleeding and the rhythm of its bleeding has caught my full attention.

In my world external judgment was designed by way of the art of show and tell. People are defined by their appearance, we then connect the way they appear to a particular nostalgia and then we place each appearance into a category just so we can accept or reject a person, place, and/or thing. If I am wearing clothing that appears to be dirty then much of the time I will be viewed as homeless or financially inept. I hadn’t realized that I had stepped into the pit of sharp glass of  this reality until I recalled the first “ism” in my life; the first time I began to build the bridge away from self-love and acceptance. Show and Tell taught me that I should, in this order: hate my color, hate my mind, hate my race, hate my image, and hate the audio vibrations that I’ve created in this world. The most heart breaking out of these, I  learned to hate my differences. This incorrect information caused my heart to bleed for ages in a valley where other people got lost with me.  Set free and able to move forward, I now see my world clearer. The ideas in which I’ve collected in my past were just floating words that got caught up in my imagination and as I patch up an already complete heart I am beginning to see the soul of my perfection.

My future looks brighter because it is I who designs the information for my acceptance. The heart is a substance we should never learn to  ignore. The issue with my heart has been resolved and now I am able and willing to see the completion of my hopes and dreams in this life. My heart no longer bleeds for I have allowed healing to take its place. Prepare yourself for the adventure of happiness as you dive deeper into the caves within the ego. If you resonate with me, like and comment below. Follow me on my happiness journey and share with the attached links.

A river flows by the forces behind it, the things we cannot see. Like a river, there are similar forces at work behind the human heart and what a careless tragedy it is when we don’t take the time to tend to our forces?

Miya

Face to Face with Courage

John 14:27 New International Version (NIV)

²⁷ Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.

This morning when I woke up I was full of joy and gratefulness. I sat down at my work computer, as I always do, said my prayers and prepared my heart and mind to be used by God for His Glory. Today was an exceptional day. I learned more of who I am by speaking with my customers. Every time there was some indifference in the conversation I knew that it was something in me that I needed to process with love. I knew that the indifference did not match what God gave me and I knew that how I felt wasn’t contingent upon God’s commands. I used to have small blockages when I wrote my blogs. I would have to research what these blockages could be but, I knew that I had received the same blockages while speaking with my customers. First I asked myself this question, “Miya, what does it feel like when you have these blocks?” And to help me move on instantly I provided a solution, “When you have mental blocks correct your flow point by applying a positive mantra to help correct your thinking.” Most of the mental blocks I’ve had come from fear. When my heart went ablaze in the past I would tell myself that I wasn’t good enough. My correction for fearlessness allows me to accept that courage was part of my birthright.

I work as a Technical Support Representative for a well-known company. One of the greatest benefits of working at my job is that I get to communicate with some really amazing people every day. However, I admit that I didn’t always see everyone I encountered as amazing. How I felt in the mist of confrontation used to limit me spiritually. I used to pray that I would not have to speak with anyone difficult so that I could manage my temper throughout the day. I broke free from that fear by assessing my identity while speaking with my customers. This assessment allowed me to draw in the courage to express love not only for my customers but, also for me. I courageously love, respect, honor, forgive, and offer compassion to me constantly. These offerings of gratitude allow me to fulfill God’s Law and Purpose. I no longer have a problem loving my neighbor for, the sacrifice of mercy is facilitated through my actions.

Day 2 is complete and I have been shown the light of the true definition of courage. Courage manifests when I can authentically speak with love to anyone on the outside of myself. Someone once considered an inconvenience now helps me to be a courageous defender of love. I fulfill the Law because I treat others as I would want myself to be treated.  One customer I spoke with today was extremely apologetic. Initially, I wanted to be short with her but, then I started to really listen so that I could tune into her frequency. I knew that encounters like these were something that I needed to confront. I heard myself in her voice. In my past my nickname could have been Apologetica because I would constantly apologize to people as if I were an inconvenience. Hearing her voice helped me to tap into my voice and by the end of the conversation I was only left with words of encouragement; the advice I would need to hear type of encouragement.  Not only for me but, also for my customer. My customer was not a bother; I am not a bother. I am loved more than I can comprehend and this is why I give insurmountable amounts of love to all I am blessed to encounter, more than I can illustrate in words.

Thank you for reading my blog today. I am happy to say that love requires exercise. The only way we can exercise love is by discovering where we are in the process. First, we must love God and then we must love others as much as we love ourselves. We are all equations of the completion God created. Love seals what has already been completed. If you would like to read more of my content sign up to receive alerts by following my journey of how I find joy through all of life’s conditions. Comment below, like this entry and share with the attached links.

We are all courageously gifted,

Miya

How the War was Won

2 Chronicles 20:17 New International Version (NIV)

¹⁷ You will not have to fight this battle. Take up your positions; stand firm and see the deliverance the Lord will give you, Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the Lord will be with you.’”

Dead things ripped their way throughout the Kingdom of Miyatropolis killing what little light that did remain after the war was nearing an end. The darkness that was once promised to perish throughout infinity never came. She was nearing her end of her child-bearing years and for this she had succumb to the dark ruler and key holder of false illumination. She shrugged tremendously and decided that those promises that were presented by the image of a tiny seed whose light was delightfully bright, seemed to have no magic in it at all. Darkness has a powerful mindset and that is to win. This is my battle, this is my song, and this is the story of how I conquered the evil that lingers inside of us all.

Though we can’t see it we are at war with ourselves. We attack our character and like watching a television program our lives play out right before us… right before me. Sight, touch, sound, and taste are what connects us to what we can see. What we can’t see is always challenged. I once believed we were designed to live with brokenness. I once felt that what I went through had to determine my level of financial success. The pain, the upsets, the low self-esteem that I’ve collected from my past played out before me and my daily intent became past life experiences. I have paid my dues in this spiritual war. Those scars burn deep inside of me and it wasn’t until I turned it around into a story that I was able to see the victory.

Back inside the Kingdom of Miyatropolis the young heart was aging. The dark creatures that lurked through the caverns had begun to settle down. Myta, the Dark Ruler had won in his eyes so, he went off to plan for the final takeover. Just another victory for the agents of transgression. There were only shreds left of the Kingdom that remained and then something brilliant arose. The seed began to attach itself to the walls like a liquid and then it began digging its way deep into the foundations of Miyatropolis so deep that its vines began to rapidly restore a near hopeless dominion. The Dark Ruler devised a plan in secret and the key target was to destroy the seed so that the heart of the Kingdom would never know what it was capable of which is, limitations don’t exist because the battle is already won. The seed uprooted into a powerful figure. His eyes were filled with glorious light more brilliant than anyone could ever comprehend. This light brought life and banished the devices of the Dark Ruler. In the end when the Evil Ruler, Myta, had succumb to this loving power he was forgiven. The powerful Lord spoke unto the Kingdom and out of his mouth all was restored. Myta had asked why he was pardoned and what this Lord of Lords name was. The Lord looked up with a blazing glare and declared, “You were saved because you will continue to help build strength in the Kingdom my Father has prepared. Because of your hatred you will never know me and your citizenship will never be welcomed in Miyatropolis.”    Hope and life were restored to the Kingdom. Though there were many battles after this one, the permeated faith of Miyatropolis majestically transformed every challenge into an instant victory.

Now that I’ve had time to meditate on the war inside I affirm that my beliefs are a subconscious experience which manifests immediately. This short story allowed me to sum up the inner turmoil that I once gave permission to control my destiny in a negative way. Ultimately we do control our destiny. Some people run from financial success due to their fear of turning into a narcissistic monster. I was once in that category with some people. I can courageously fill my life with purpose and some things that I used to view as demeaning like being financially prosperous, is now attached to my abundance. My history has become my shiny tools that I proudly wear as a victory, not a defeat. We truly are more than conquerors and I think this so because I’ve gone through a mighty battle and I’ve graciously lived to tell my tale of triumph. I’m living and pushing everyday creating the best life experience with each breath that I take. Who I was yesterday does not define who I am today. Who I was yesterday defines what I’ve conquered. Who I am tomorrow is designed today. The joke to me in this logic is that I’ve been doing this since my conscious level of awareness.

Thank you for visiting my blog today. As you inhale and exhale be careful to count your blessings by realizing your every breath is faith in action. Follow the Happy Nappy Project, like this post, leave a comment and share with the links below.

Be Authentically you!

Miya

The Tribe I Belong To

Isaiah 43:1 New International Version (NIV)

Israel’s Only Savior

43 But now, this is what the Lord says—     he who created you, Jacob,     he who formed you, Israel: “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;     I have summoned you by name; you are mine.

Exemplifying trust in God has been a great and challenging journey. I’ve read biblical text like a midnight train. When I did this I expected God to work for me and for all of my cares to be cast into a furnace. I’ve tested God many times just so he could prove how much he loved me. I can remember days not so long ago when I used to wake up and immediately question God’s loyalty instead of giving him proper praise. “Why God?” was the constant outcry that I poured out of my heart many times. God has said, “No”, an insurmountable amount of times that, like a child, I stomped my feet and was not willing to accept that my will and God’s Will were similar to oil and water.

I remember when I was in my early 20’s God spoke to me and He said,

“I have a different plan for your life but, I will allow you to stray away. Remember I love you and I know you will return to me with a story to tell. I will be waiting with open arms and a forgiving heart.”

When I first heard this I thought that I was losing sense of the reality I built with God. I believed in my heart that I would never discount the friendship that I assembled with the Holy Spirit. Once released into the wilderness I lost my way and placed my trust in God’s hatred towards me. When relationships or places of employment were not right for me it was God who blocked any harm that may have risen from the situations and/or people. God’s constraints on his blessings worked out in his favor the day I surrendered my all to Him. In the spirit of truth I am lead to bless the Lord and today I want to discuss about the tribe I belong to.

Whenever I think of the word Tribe I see a group of indigenous people working together to love and protect an unspoken covenant. My family was built on the gospel of truth so, it is highly anticipated that the devil would try very hard to deceive those who belong to God. When I really became of the world I thought that God was supposed to swoop in and pull me out of my own mess by launching me into a paradise provided in this life. I thought that my enemies would see me and be put to shame. God saw it differently however for, I was left to contemplate every sin.  Without God I can do nothing. I can’t write, sing, speak freely with power, praise Him and all of my external relationships are null and void. My alignment with sin nearly cost my life. But, thanks be to God for He has enlightened me with the truth that I belong to Him alone. His ownership is not something that I can run from nor do I want to any longer. The tribe of a Gentile is the lineage I claim.

I fought with God when I wanted relationships to work out in my favor. I consistently cried when people had to be shown an exit because either I was no good for them or they were no good for me, the constituents have no honor because it was all according to God’s Will. God would rather I be alone than live one day without me praising His name and I bless my Father for this. I am overjoyed that my negative patterns did not have the power to destroy me. When you are called for a specific purpose God will stand between us and the object of our affection. God truly is a jealous God and we don’t always understand His methods but, all of our mess, all of our worries, all of our destructive efforts work out for a greater good. I surrender all to the tribe I belong to.

Thank you for visiting and reading today. I’ve always had the inner belief that believers and non-believers all have a purpose. As a member of the Christian faith I recognize and accept with joy that God causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous (Mark 5:45 NIV). Access to His abundance does not mean that the troubles of the world will be left behind. If life seems to be on a continuous downward spiral consider trusting in a God who offers assurance of a paradise and the gift of the Holy Spirit to help us through the hard times. Always remember that the difficulties we face are there to build something new in us. It is our choice to follow ways that lead to artificial abundance, our way, or concrete infinite abundance, God’s way. For me, the choice wasn’t easy but, I would rather live having nothing loving God than live being disconnected from God.

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Live United in Faith,

Miya

Why I am Thankful for Judgment

Why must we take baby steps when walking towards our destiny? Obtaining my heart’s content has always felt like placing my feet in crystal clear water, I can feel the healing and nearly see the correct path but, then I give up because there is an enormous rock that separates me from what I want. As if in a dream I take a chisel and try to sculpt whats below me instead of creating a way to remove the barrier indefinitely. In my life I have always looked outwardly so, like most of us I’ve been very quick to judge. I worked tirelessly to make a masterpiece of the rock below me just to discover my own judgement. I’ve crafted Pompeii and like the infamous event in history my spiritual work crumbled. I settled with ancient civilizations within myself due to fear of making life anew for the sake of saving my soul and actually achieving the deepest parts of who I am.
Like most American’s I was born of Christian faith. Being part of the African-American experience has really deepened my relationship with God. Adding personal trails into the mix solidified my union with Christ. One day I looked down below me and could see that it was only God that could remove my struggle. I accepted Christ at an early age. The first thing I felt when I truly heard His name was fear. I knew that God had the power to take me away when He was ready. My fear of God called me into wanting to know who God was. When I began the book of Genesis I saw the things God created. His word formed the heavens and the earth and it was good. God then created life and with it a special kind of man in his likeness. After I read this I was fascinated by God. I thought, “How amazing that I have a Father that gives and takes but, with forgiveness provides a solution for human sin and that solution is Jesus Christ.”
Loving God has taught me to examine myself. When I began to examine who I was I got lost in the value of having a concrete relationship with God. My self-examination nearly drove me to settle with who I was vs who God wanted me to be. I used to believe that if I wasn’t mentally adept, I was worthless. When I redefined what worthless was I became less for God and now I am able to push through habitual forces of my ego. I love that I am now in a place of only trusting God above my own understanding. To stay consistent I keep the word of God with me at all times and I know that Jesus is in my heart operating for me when I am weak. I pray often and I trust in God’s plan above my own. The creator of heaven and earth can’t go wrong because I know my fate was predestined.
Being judged by man and judging ourselves should draw us closer to God. When my mind ignites judgement towards someone else I look inside and ask for God’s correction. When I judge myself I seek God’s provisions by understanding His love for me and thanks to His love I am forgiven. God’s forgiveness helps me to exonerate my temporary perceptions of lack. We are all created by a perfect God which makes us perfectly and wonderfully made. When you want to remove obstruction consider following after the love of your creator. The heart of man wars against God so, try to remember this when testing the validity of the covenant. In the Book of Romans Chapter 7 we discover the true war that we face. Our flesh is in bondage with sin and that makes us war against the laws of God.
Thank you for visiting the happiness project and for reading my post today. This journey has allowed me to yearn for God. To be honest, I introduced this blog with alternative expectations and praise be to God through Jesus Christ I was led back into God’s warm embrace. Like this post, leave a comment and share with this links below. As I continually call for God’s judgement it is my prayer that you find peace and hold onto the true definition of love.

Blessings,

Miya

The Walk of Faith

Imagine you’ve worked for a company for 10 year’s. You’ve been in the same position not because you lacked the experience to excel to the next level but, due to other criteria’s that you may or may not have met. In life I was always told that it is not what you know it is who you know. I tripped and fell on this logic the first few years of my working experience. Due to my own insecurities I wasn’t favored by management in nearly every position I’ve had. In high school I worked at Friendly’s and my co-workers treated me as if I were someone who deserved to be kicked down and forgotten about. I was ignored and it certainly did not make me feel worthy. I can now forgive them for I didn’t understand the role I played. As I grew older my walk with Christ solidified a different course for my purpose in the workforce. In the middle of my 20’s I was introduced to the idea of walking by faith and not by sight. While I am still young I am able to walk in the fullness of His grace by trusting in what is unseen.

One day in late December 2010 my cell phone rang. I was about to go into the movies to see the IMAX version of Disney’s Tron with my cousin. I answered the phone, its Wells Fargo. I was offered a position and would start after the New Year. I was so elated that night because I was unemployed and my unemployment benefits had just run out. I remember thinking how perfect God was at that moment. When January of 2011 hit I began working at Wells as a teller. After my training I was assigned to work at the Wells Fargo location in Jenkintown, Pa. I instantly connected with the Lead teller there and we are still great friends today. One day she and a few other employee’s told me that the service manager did not know how I was selected to work there because he did not hire me. I knew who did though, it was my Heavenly Father. My first year at Wells I became one of the top tellers in the Mont Co region. I was then promoted to work in back-office handling distributions internationally. In my second year I was promoted to work in International Check Collections. One piece of information that I recall hearing from fellow co-workers is that it was highly unlikely to obtain a position in back office. I was also told that you have to know someone in order to be considered for a position with corporate.  In the back office of my mind I said, “Oh, but you don’t know the God I serve.”

After obtaining my Associate of Arts in Information Technology, I felt the need to shift my career towards something I worked very hard to get. My father was diagnosed with end-stage heart failure and from there the shift of hard times motivated me to follow what I felt was deemed right by God. I left Wells and began working for Comcast after taking a short leave to care for my father and what I can only call my own descent into suffering. On my first day at Comcast I was so happy and stricken with a feeling that I hadn’t experienced in a long while which was a, “Right time, Right place,” kind of feeling. I knew that working for Comcast was part of my destiny. Not to say I won’t always work for this wonderful company but, I understand that my path is meticulously crafted by God. As God seeks my heart I can feel a different kind of calling towards greener pastures. I credit this calling to my faith.

In my walk of faith I have stumbled many times but thankfully, it is God who orchestrates my life. God knew that one day I would say, “Yes Lord, have your way.” I have tried to live life according to my understanding for over 20 years and after all the dust had settled God was all that was left and I am happy to see that light by knowing God is all that I need. As a woman of faith I know God was not dismayed by me being lost in the wilderness. What has kept me progressing towards spiritually higher places was my faith through the love of Jesus Christ. The reason I hold my head high today is because I am confident in the covenant made by God that he became man to sacrifice His life for our sins. The word sin is not a dirty word, it only means the fall of man. The fall of man is linked to the feelings that arise when love is not in the midst. God’s love offers a forgiveness that encourages me to trust the covenant over my own understanding and work far beyond my will so that HIS will is the only thing that is done. Ladies and Gentleman I encourage you to reap the benefits of walking by faith and not by sight.

Thank you for visiting my page today. I hope this message will be able to encourage anyone that may be struggling with the subject of faith. It is natural to question God but, when you submit yourself as a student under God the spiritual disciplines will help you seek first the kingdom of heaven and His righteousness (ref. Matthew 6:33 NIV).  When you do this your new walk will be the evidence of all you cannot see. Deep down you’ll have this feeling that God is just and because of this whom shall you fear? Like this post and check out other Happiness Project archived blogs, comment below, follow me on my journey and share with the links attached.

Walk By Faith,

Miya

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!

Thank you for visiting my blog today. I want to know your Once Upon A Time story to discuss our experiences so that we can all move toward finding joy through all situations.  Please share your thoughts, like this post and share using the links below. Also, follow me on this journey so together we can make a difference!

Live Freely,

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