November 9, 2016

A.M.E.R.I.C.A


Arise
Measurably
Excel
Respectably
Insist
Carefully
Always

Our Hearts determine the example we set. The eyes of the world watch, discern, contemplate and form an opinion; based off the thoughts we as a collective whole give them.

The faces of America are You, Me, and the Leaders that goes before us. A Leader who shakes the hands of foreign Leaders, has the power to make friends or enemies.

A Leader has the power to free or oppress; but most of all what shapes a Leader is their Character.

Who do you trust, to go before you as a whole and accurately give the representation you're most proud to present?

America, is a representation of FREEDOM. But what's Freedom with no Honour? What's Honour with no Respect?

Who you are most comfortable standing behind; is who you are.

Ignorance does not always have the mind to understand; not everyone stand behind the faces that makes the most noises and shakes the strongest of hands.

However, these individuals are the ones with the loudest platform.

Until those with Character Arise, America will NOT be a representation of the bold, brave, and free; but of bondage, hate, pride and ignorance.

Stand Strong. Those with Understanding recognize the times we are in.

Let Us Pray.

Heavenly Father, give the Authentic the Wisdom, Hearts, Understanding, and Sound Minds to Stand; so we may have a VARIETY of true voices that's rooted and grounded with Humility in You. In Jesus name, Amen.

Do not be dismayed, do not be weary but Stand in Faith. Shalom

Sincerely,
a servant

July 13, 2016

Hold On.




Am I the color of my skin? 
Should I be, 
blue, 
green, 
yellow, 
or maybe cream? 

Will bleach, 
give me a break from heighten stares? 

Do my life, 

matter,

to,

you? 

It's hard to understand me, 
I know.
It's hard not to fear me, 
I know. 
It's been years of us destroying ourselves, 
I know. 

It's the cards we've been dealt with, 
so we play, 
they play, 
while you watch us score the game.

So much hate, 
eventually someone will cave.

Then it's back to square one, 
H. A. T. E.. 

I'll raise my hands high, 
with my head hanging, 
or held high. 

I'll be brave, 
whether I'm crying, 
scared, 
or battered 

With a bullet in my chest, 
I'll keep holding on. 

Looking to my Heavenly Father, 
to take me home. 

In Him He'll give me peace. 
No matter these times of war. 

They'll rage,
and I'll sway my hips, 
to the beat of Jesus song.

I'll sing loud and clear, 
so all nations can comprehend, 
the cries of my heart. 

I'm humbled to be Black. 
Blessed, to live amongst stereotypes. 
For God will have more reasons, 
to raise us up. 

I fear not, 
these raging storms. 

Because in every story, 
there is a beginning and an end,
a obstacle,
but when it's all said and done, 
someone always Overcomes.

So don't worry,
dry your eyes, 
don't give in to bitter songs, 
but recognize a change will Come. 

Sincerely,
a servant

April 18, 2016

No More

You continue to run and hide. Like a lighting bolt in the sky, you come and go as you please; sometimes leaving fear in the heart of me. But no more, no more running will I allow you to do. Pick up your feet, and shake the dust off before you walk through this door and place your shoes in the corner, out of view. Pick a place on the couch to sit, and take this glass of water. Replenish yourself, and then tell me all that's locked within. No more honey, will I sit back and watch you wallow in self pity and pain. No more, will I be on standby, waiting until you make a decision to standstill. I don't think so, sweetheart. Today, is your last day of running.. Now it's your turn to soak in this place, I call home and watch me take the reigns and show you a different way.
Sincerely,
a servant

April 11, 2016

Dear You..

I feel young, wild and free around you. I bask in your youthfulness. You are cherished, loved and welcomed with wide open arms. You came as a surprise to my family and I. For months, we spoke of you quietly. Too afraid to express too much of our hearts about your coming; in case you didn't survive. 

We knew who you would be and how you would be to us before you came. As you were born, you became the life we needed to keep surviving in this sometimes unforgiving world. Such a lovely, sometimes breathless soul. Constantly keeping me on my toes, and to keep growing all the more. 

Dear Nephew, you are my joy; the first of my family. A son, I wish to someday have as beautiful as you. At times I don't believe I can love you more, but then another day goes by and I laugh at your many different surprises. I wonder can I love another child as much as I love you. I guess I'll have to have my own someday or live long enough to watch my siblings become parents. 

I hope to always be there for you, no matter what, in each stage of your life. I hope to always love you, no matter how many more children are introduced into my families world. I hope to always remember, and appreciate you. I love you..

Sincerely,
Your Aunt