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Your Choice…

There’s this wonderful thing called “free will,” that I think we grossly misunderstand.  No one person is without mistake, but the thing about making mistakes is whether or not you learn from them.  So, you’re free will… you make a choice, that choice results in a consequence, that consequence results in a process or pathway you travel and some choices leave us wondering, “Did I make the right choice?” or “Why did I make this choice?”  It’s funny, in my own learning, growing, changing, and being corrected, I have indeed found myself not always accepting the consequences of the choices I made.  Some things, I didn’t want to take responsibility for, I didn’t want to acknowledge that there were choices I made, some where that got me to this crazy point I stand at today.  I realize, not taking responsibility for the free will decisions I’ve made and instead wanting to blame God or even another person for the outcome as a result of my choices, prevented me from LEARNING from it.  I used to be that person… victim, the one people wanted to hurt, or my favorite, “Oh I’m a black sheep…”  However, today, I realize that was a coward out, a way for me to avoid have to pull myself up by my boot straps, swallow my pride and say, “Hey, you made a few mistakes, some choice that landed you here, but now, wash your face, look to God and find out the next step He wants you to take to begin the correction and restoration process.”

I am not saying, that everything someone goes through is their fault, because there are God allowed things that happen in our lives, that I just gotta be honest, we aren’t meant to understand them.  I believe that is the pill that is the hardest to swallow for a free will being… especially living in a country where many people actually believe they are entitled.  This message, is simply about taking responsibility for where you are in life.  I can’t put my mouth on any one else, but Stacy, oh boy have I taken the process I was meant to endure and blame someone else for it.  I was foolishly bold enough to even say, “God is selective in whom He loves, because if He really loved me, I wouldn’t be going through: [this].”  In essence, I didn’t believe God’s Word, that “all things work together for good to those who love God…(Romans 8:28)”  What God promised in that scripture couldn’t come true in my life until I believed the second part of it, “to those who are called according to His purpose.”  The second part of that scripture to me means, I had to first believe He called me and secondly, I had to trust what He called me for…including all that I had to face in this life.  I wanted God in my life when it benefited me, I didn’t want to serve Him, I wanted Him to serve me.  Don’t raise your eyebrows at that statement, every time we deviate from God’s plans, purpose for something, every time we make a choice that directly contradicts His will… we say in no uncertain terms, “God I want You to serve me; I’m not interested in serving, obeying and trusting You or Your plans.” I think if we truly heard ourselves saying those words when we ignore the still small voice, the gut feeling, the countless warnings He gives us right before we do something of our own free will, we’d be less likely to do it.

Even in the making of the mistake, the blatant decisions I’ve made which resulted in me enduring a tough process, there’s Hope; God still covers and protects, while He corrects. I love that the choices I’ve made can be used to make me a better me if I first take responsibility for the choice I made, repent and ask God to lead me, decrease me that He might increase within me.  I know that is something tough for people to grasp… God having such a measure of faithfulness, such a Love for a people who turn their backs on Him and blame Him at every turn, but He still blesses, protects, covers, re-directs, shares, cares, and wants them apart of Him.  But again, to see that… guess what it starts with… Your Choice.

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July 19, 2015 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Who I Desire To Be…

“Integrity is who you are, when nobody’s looking…” “Hypocrisy is the antithesis of integrity, it is pretending to be what you never intended to be in the first place.” Rev. Dr. Trunell & Rev. Dr.Alexis Felder

“He who walks with integrity walks securely,
But he who perverts his ways will become known” Proverbs 10:9 NKJV

It’s easy to point out the flaws in others…but when you’re focused on growing up yourself, you soon learn, don’t waste your time worrying about the imperfections of others… work on your own. I desire to be a woman of integrity; have I had hypocritical moments? Absolutely, but it’s something about that mirror that God turns on you… I love Jesus so much, I find myself at a place of “I just don’t care…” let me explain…

1) I don’t care if they believe I’m saved or not 2) I don’t care if they agree with what I believe — if we ain’t headed in the same direction they made the choice of who I should have around me EASY 3) I don’t care that they seek to use my imperfections of me to refute my faith 4) I don’t care to justify why I do what I do as long as what I do is pleasing to Him 5) I don’t care about signifiers, they’re only doing their jobs ‪#‎watching‬… give em something to watch.

I care to live better, love better, be better…not for applause or notoriety; not to please people who’ll change faces as fast as they change places in line… Just because it’s worth it… even if I have to walk the path alone. After all, it is straight but narrow, right?

March 31, 2014 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

She’s A Better Friend To Me Then I Am To Her…

Hagahurth

How many of us will be honest and say we’ve either been the friend undervalued or the friend doing the undervaluing of the people we call “friend”??

I found myself undervaluing people I called friends after being undervalued for so long by the people I thought were my friends. After being subjected to a pattern of behavior for so long you ultimately develop a characteristic that reflects what you’ve been through. Yea, that’s me…no excuses, accountability is accepted.

The principles you operate in the most are the ones that derive from the hardest experiences you endured to learn them, wouldn’t you agree?

One of my biggest mistakes in life has been affording the title of friend to people before allowing God to direct me as to their placement in my life. Huge mistake! There is nothing wrong with giving folks the benefit of the doubt, I mean that is the least one could do. However, you have instincts for a reason, you have the ability to deductively reason and most importantly, I probably should’ve listed it first, Spiritual guidance. I mean, God created you, He’d be the BEST One to tell you who should be in what position in your life.

Misjudgment of character pertaining to friendships, lead to hurt feelings, bitterness and discord. A person that God might’ve meant to enter your life for a season for a particular reason you make an eternal friend. You give them a charge that they aren’t equipped to handle because you don’t take the time to consult God and allow Him to guide your steps as far as how you should build the relationship. This often leads to painful breaks in relationship, anger, hurt feelings, etc. The list goes on and on.

I’m on the journey of doing better because I know better. A series of experiences has caused me to assess how I am as a friend, reflecting on past mishaps in relationships I’ve had with folks, looking at current relationships, making sure I understand who serves what purpose in my life.

We can’t live on one accord if we each don’t understand our individual purpose. That responsibility is on us as individuals, to spiritually connect with God, gain an understanding and acceptance of who we are in His eyes and work toward understanding our overall purpose in life and the lives of those He connects us too.

May 7, 2013 Posted by | The World Outside Your Window | , , , , | Leave a comment

   

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