forgive

        I have learned to forgive, not only to just forgive but what comes from being able to do so. There’s a gift, a magical accomplishment, and a level of maturity grown in the midst of being able to forgive. Those who have wronged you, hurt you, or savagely took a good part of which you were, or on your way to become, has to be forgiven. You do not want that person or people holding your life in the palm of their hands. This is possible if you do this, if you hold on to the anger and resentment. It will only hinder you from a life of goodness, happiness, and deserving favor. For as it is said in the prayer, “forgive us for our debts”. Let go of the debt in which you feel people owe you, rather if it’s an apology or an act of forgiveness, for they don’t owe you anything, it is all dependent on God to heal u, and release you from that place of antipathy. To try and hold on to that memory of hurt, or remember to have anger toward those who deliberately act in a manner or say things in which they get gratification in making you suffer, hurt your feelings, or to be rude, have outside unpleasantries in their own life. They are blind in the actions of what they do, and say to others. You have to first be grateful you are not them, let alone be going through what they are passing in. You are on sacred ground, where mercy endures over you, as they are passed on by wicked forces and actions that persuade them. You being angered toward them, do not affect them, but ignites them…

BUT!

To be able to pray for people, who wrong you, helps that person to look pass the wrath in which they may have toward you, and on to a level of looking in the mirror that reflects the immorality within them, and then they journey of redemption and forgiveness begins.

     What a wonderful weekend! God is truly amazing. Time spent with family celebrating my big sisters birthday with the children running through mom’s yard, and the men watch football, while the women laughed, danced, and danced some more on the front porch. The breeze blowing, and whistling through the trees, whiles the last of the leaves of autumn flow to the ground without a sound or interruption in the changing of seasons. As I watch my family laugh, tell funny jokes, tease each other, and reminisce about the times when we were children, is like meditation of calmness to my soul.

the only time that MATTERS is the time spent with 'Family'

Spending time with family is the most precious and unforgettable moments a person will ever encounter. yes at times those moments may be confrontational, argumentative, or even judgmental. But in all the facts in my case my family dearly loves me as I love them. At a time when I was young and wanted to be considered grown, I ventured out on my own clinging to those things I found to be more open to my choices, my way, and anything different than what family said or wanted done in my life. But as I've gotten older, wiser, and smarter and reflect back on those times in my life that has been more important, and had a greater impact on the person I have establish in myself today, has been from the lessons, the talks, the punishments, the "no's", the you're not ready", and the basic " it's not your time" was for a purpose, an eventful timeline of growing and becoming a woman of God, a woman of my mother's blood line, an adult of my father's past, and a link of womanhood from my sister was all in the emotions of my life with my family.

As I'm now older, my family means more to me than I can express verbally or show emotionally. I love my family, my mother's strong will and need for going the distance for herself and her children has been an inspiration of my life. I still need my mom, I cannot imagine my life without her voice, her smile, her ANGER, or her support, her love, and most of all her touch of where I'm going, where I came from, and where I am. My sister's persistent presence in my life as my best friend, my support, and most of all I admire her courage in standing in my life as my father would have after he went to be with God and help the angels watch over us. My daughter's unending love, need, and encouraging spirit that enable me to make a living for her, and her love for life within me. My nieces and brother in law’s support, laughter, love, and encouragement that has brought me along way.

This weekend was by far a special one, why because it was spent with family. Saturday me and Mekenzie tried some new recipes and also finally carved us a pumpkin, and named it Charlie. So much fun, and yet so messy and sticky. Mekenzie enjoyed it!

Mekenzie cleaning out the pumpkin

We finally finished after sooo much gooey stuff!..lol!

clean, clean, clean

VOILA!

My princess and Charlie!

and to follow such a blessed Day, Me and Mekenzie went to Church felt good knowing that we are able to uphold a book "the bible" that gives us the truth of living in the image of God. Following that day, me and my family enjoyed some Good Zydeco at our family church Our Mother of Mercy Bazaar, and got to see old friends, and family while enjoying some good ole 'gumbo' and "budain" and many, and I mean many, many laughs, and jokes, and again laughs!!!! Here are some pics from our wonderful sunday outting. Have A Great Week Bloggers!

the baby of the family, my nieceQ sooo beautiful!

Me and my family watched some great zydeco dancers, and some hillarious ones, we had an amazing time!

my sister being silly!!!!

me and my baby!!!! enjoying some GUMBO! her favorite

Great Food with Family! This gumbo was especially the highlight of me and mekenzie's day, I'm not sure who made, one of my childhood friends aunt usually makes it, but it wasn't, it was someone else and it was crazy!!

My other niece enjoying the hell out of that gumbo, and she usually acts funny with soul food!

family having a great time!

my beautiful Nanny aka Auntie, and my lovely hot mommy

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We had an amazing time! Anytime spent with my family is all that I need in the rest of my days of my life. I endure and anticipate time with my family as much as I do with friends and dating these days....lol.. Family is where love lies, and is concreted.

The Love I have for "Good People" Authentically Made

      It’s not often in life that you come across good genuine people. A person or many, who has come into your life and unexpectedly awaken you to what is consider to be an authentic friendship. Someone who wants to see you succeed no matter how long you’ve been in their lives, rather if it’s been a year or an hour in meeting, a person who is constantly in battle with you and not against you. Helping you to see your mistakes before they are made, and challenging you to keep going for the battle is not yours it’s the Lords. I have those people in my life. One of my friends just told me not too long ago “Stacey I’m not against you, I’m on your side”. I instantly started to cry, and realize the battle I not only had secretly with people in my life but has also been with myself. Enduring so many personalities, I found a remedy of expressing myself and thoughts for another person to someone else, and with their faults and our character’s crashing, I continued them in my life, which was unhealthy, not a resolution, but poison, for more damage to come. Not realizing that everyone is not good for every person. Someone that is seemingly good to another person, does not mean that they are good for you. So when I met the wonderful friends I have come in contact with, in this year alone, I was confused, and I didn’t understand, but their presence was all in comfort, motivation, and constant compliments. I have damaged relationships in my past due to previous situations and mishandled words of the tongue. I have underestimated the good people that have come into my life, and that I have dismissed out of my life. A good person, will never intentionally hurt you or want to see you fail, as my friends tell me now, and even men tha I date, somehow always finds the need to uplift me, help me to realize that they do genuinely love and have care for me. Just with friends I was able to spend time with this weekend, it was constant compliments, smiles, laughter, hugs, and most of all much love. It was  just the company of Good People who doesn’t even live in the same city with me, showing concern for my life even my meenie me, who experienced a severe strep throat this weekend.  And the Time with my family who loves me, more than at times I love myself.

God has chosen and has specifically place every person in my life for a certain reason, place, time, or event. I have learned to understand the good from the poison. The love from the hurt, and the motivation from wanting me to fail. I’ve learned to be patient, to not expect everyone to handle a situation as I would, to understand that I am only me, and there is no need to think another person will think or do things as I would. A good person who maybe different from me will know and understand that we will come together as a unit, become a partnership, a team, a ally, in better words a good friend. Rather if it’s my family, a friend, or my husband, I now know to recognize a good person when they come into my life. I have also learned to be a good person, for I have always strived to be, but have fail short many times.

May God Bless if you are one those in whom I dedicate this writing too.