Wow, it has been a long time. Having themed days makes blogging so much easier. So, what do I have to say today…
Well, summer vacation is officially over for my kids even though school doesn’t start for 2 more weeks. They have been up since the crack of Jesus washing walls, mopping floors, and whatever else hasn’t been done all summer. I need to get my house in order before school and fall schedules start.
My oldest and youngest have started conditioning for fall sports. I am so ready for football and basketball seasons to start. Lil Bill (my youngest) has been playing street ball with the big boys all summer. He has a few new moves on the court. He is funny because he is so cocky, he thinks he is the baddest thing out there. He will be a 2nd grader playing on a 3rd grade team, this is his second year playing 3rd grade. So, he is a lil seasoned. Nique (my oldest) is playing football again. He sat out for a year during his “I wanna live with my dad” phase. He was so out of shape he limped and dragged around the house for a week because the workouts were kicking his butt. His coaches are impressed and he will get some play time. Not sure how much the other player in his position is a Sr and he is really good. So, we shall see.
Tada, the girl she is getting her mind right for this butt whooping she may have to take on Saturday. It is her first big karate tournament. She keeps asking does she have to do it. But, I won’t let her chicken out. She has to do this so she can see what she has in her. She is really good, but I would be nervous too. I can’t sit an watch her class anymore I may end up on the news. Her teacher is no holds barred now and if he slams, slaps, or pushes my baby I instantly get and attitude. He is trying to get them ready for Saturday, I understand but it doesn’t make it easy to watch. I wish her luck and I know she can do it, she just needs to know it.
Well, I guess you are caught up on the Supermom happenings… Its a bit slow right now but it is about to pick up. So stay tuned…
A few months ago I stated that Wednesdays would be Journey of a New Entrepreneur postings. Well, a lot has happened and I have put the business on the back burner for a while. I am still doing baskets when requested, but the other stuff is on hold.
This weekend a friend of mine (my biggest cheerleader) offered me a spot at her table at a Christmas in July bazaar. I needed the business so I jumped on it. Well, I did 6 baskets and boy was I excited. We get to the church that was having it and I watched as my hope balloon popped and whizzed right on away. First off the church was on the most non busy street in the HOOD, yes the hood. There were about 6-7 tables set up (2 were ours) and each one had a plethora of stuff these old ladies should have thrown away in the 50’s. They were selling some clothes that not only were old but smelled like old people, mothballs, and musk incense. The most expensive thing on their tables was about $7.
Let me back track a little…The lady that invited me has a shop in our area. She does team shirts, jerseys, uniforms etc. Plus, she has a clothing line she is working on. So, our wares were new items priced between $5 -$75. And we were the last table in the back so most people walked through the other stuff first, so by the time they got to us it was like “Dang that’s expensive!” Then it didn’t help that the clientele were old school Baptist so the stuff we were selling wasn’t received well. I kinda knew that so I did baskets that fit their thinking. Well, to make a long story short… I sat out there for 4 hours didn’t sell a thing but spent $25. I found some curtains, bought some lotion, and fed the kids…a hot dog was $1.25 (yea I was a little mad about that).
I was a little discouraged when I left but got home and check my machine and was super encouraged. A friend of mine and her hubby celebrated their anniversary this weekend. So, I blessed them with a romance basket from my freaky collection (now they want a freak nasty one, lol). Well, they called to say how nice it was yadda, yadda, yadda. It felt good. I talked to her after they got back from their romantic getaway and she is still talking about it. So, I am excited and now getting ready for Sweetest Day. So, all you locals who read this blog…I am going to need you to call me for one.
Yeah, I know I haven’t blogged in a bit, I even let my girl Rach beat me blogging and she hasn’t blogged in months. Lol, I really used blog a lot in that sentence. I am trying not to be random, but ADD is the monkey on my back so I tend to ramble a lot.
Anyway… I was talking to a fellow blogger and we were talking about something interesting, she decided to blog about it…but the truth is no one reads her blog (LOL!!!!) so it is the topic of my post today. We were talking about The Chase. The Chase is the thing that happens when a girl meets a guy or a guy meets a girl, however you want to say it. The Chase is an interesting phenomenon. First there’s the introduction or reintroduction and then the sprint begins. There is an exchanging of contact info (in this day and age, the options are great…email, phone, IM, etc). After that communication, this is key, here you find out if you really want to continue the chase. One conversation can tell you a lot about a person. Then there is date and so on, you get the picture.
Our argument began on how to proceed from the introduction. My fellow blogger (Beans) is a “I am going for mine” individual, but me personally I like to leave the ball in the other court. After I give you (cuz I am not asking for yours) my number , email, whatever it’s up to you. Beans on the other hand thinks a woman needs to go after what she wants. Maybe I am seasoned (yes, seasoned cuz I ain’t old) or my “game” is off. But, I have never chased anyone and won’t be ever. It throws the balance off for me, cuz guys you know ya’ll are quick to call a woman a stalker, especially if she calls you more than once after the initial meeting. Now, after the first phone call I will call you, that’s different. I just don’t like being the initiator.
So, here the question Ladies and Gentlemen… How do you run your sprint?
…on time God. Yes He. May not come when you want Him, but He’ll be there right on time. He’s an on time God, YES HE IS!!! Sang Dottie!!!
I sat down to blog and wondered what I would say and that song immediately popped into my head. Today was a good day. I had sat down to plan my day yesterday and had planned to call a few bill collectors (lights, gas, phone…) and make some payment arrangements. I was a little sad to say the least. It’s not a new activity in my house its something I have had to do quite often the last couple months. Trying to stretch an income that does not meet the need at all is pretty tough, but God still gets the glory. We haven’t starved, the lights, gas, and phone have never been cut off. He has been working it out, I have been walking in tremendous favor. In spite of me He still blesses, what an AWESOME God I serve.
Let me tell you what happened today… I left the house to take my son to camp, grabbed the mail on the way to the car. Before I started the car I looked through the mail. In this stack of magazines and junk mail was a CHECK. It was some money I was told I wouldn’t get. Money I hadn’t expected to receive and there it was as plain as day. I immediately went into worship. My son was cracking up, I started the car and I told God how good He is all the way to my destination and all the way back home. Right now I am “Na Na Boo Booing” the circumstances that had me a little sad this morning. Because now with that check everything that was behind, is now caught up. No past due payments left. I could run right about now. Even though gas is high I could smile at the gas station because I had enough to fill my tank for once, I sat in the car and watched the hand as the gas pumped make its way from E to F. I could have done a lap around the car then. I pulled out my wallet and looked at the lay-a-way receipt for my kids school clothes and cried because now I can do that without having to stress. Didn’t know if they would have new shoes or anything for school and now I can do that too. To top that all off I got a call asking me if I could bring some baskets (I sell gift-baskets) to a Christmas in July Bazaar on Saturday….can you say MORE MONEY!!!
Sunday I purposed it in my heart to take my mind off the situations and circumstances and put my focus totally on Him. Out of the blue last night my son’s godmother (to whom I haven’t spoken to in almost 2 yrs) stopped by. We sat and talked for 2 hours. She said somethings last night that cleared a fog in my mind, my heart, and my spirit. A fog that clouded the things that God had been trying to say and show me for quite some time. Clarity will get it right, for real. I am so full right now I could bust. I am so looking forward to the things He now has in store for me. The puzzle pieces are coming together and the picture is getting clearer.
I was reading yesterday the story of the widow who’s son had died (Luke 7:12-15). They were carrying her son out on the a funeral cot and Jesus saw her. He had compassion for her. He saw her needs, her despair, and said to her “Weep not.” He then walked over and touched the cot that the boy lay on; those carrying him stood still and he spoke to the son. “Young man, I say to you, Arise.” Then her son sat up and began to speak! He did not touch the boy; he touched what he was laying on. He did not touch the boy, He just spoke a Word over him and the son got up! God has spoken some Words over our lives from the foundation of the world, and it is now time that we get up and walk into those Words! He is causing those things that are holding us to stand still. Our destiny is right before us. He let the widow see the power His Word possessed when He spoke to her son. The son responded instantly. Not only did he get up, but he got up talking. When the Lord does a thing in your life, we have to make sure that everyone knows what He has done; you have to speak about it! I hope that today you see that God has got it. No matter what it looks like, no matter what it feels like, He has it.
I happened to catch this online today, it’s from sometime in ‘07. The DeBarge Family at Bishop Noel Jones’. Yeah I know, Oh Wow. Isn’t God amazing!?!?!
Ok I watch a lot of cooking shows and lately I haven’t because we don’t have cable. But, I catch them when I can online. My sister called me today and asked me I had seen this artery clogging mess they were cooking up on Down Home With the Neely’s. They fixed deep fried deviled eggs. I kid you not, I found it on youtube so you could see it for yourself. Wow and we wonder why the US is one of the fattest nations.
I think that is all that really matters. I am taking a sabbatical, a rest from work, a rest from people, a hiatus. For so long I have been governed by every agenda but THE AGENDA. I am taking some time to hear Him for me, without any distractions or outside opinions. I need this time, I am back on the Potter’s wheel. He is making me over again. This pot has some imperfections that are hindering its usefulness. It’s time out for what I want, what you want, what they want, I only want and need to hear what He wants.
The next 45 days are my season of Redirection, Refocus, Refueling, and Refreshing. So, if I don’t answer your call, email, or whatever don’t take it personal. I’ll get back to you some other time. I am shutting out the world for a while, all of it, church, friends, and family. It may not make sense to you but it doesn’t have to. It makes sense to me, it makes sense to Him. I am at a fork in the road, I can choose the right road and follow Him or choose the easy one so not to offend you. I choose Him.
I have been given a second chance. I could have, should have died that day but God has other plans. The last few weeks I have been doubting those plans, wondering if those plans are really meant for me. I have been saying, “He had to have meant this for somebody else. I must be crazy, maybe my hearing is off, He couldn’t have said that.” But, He sent me a message today…”You’re not crazy. I said it, I meant it, and you can do it.” I heard a preacher say once, The greater the struggle, the bigger the victory. So the victory for Cicely must be humongous.
Yeah, I know I haven’t posted in quite awhile. I just haven’t been in the blogging mood. I have a lot on my mind and if I start talking right now I may hurt a few folks feelings. So, as they say…if you can’t say nothing nice don’t say nothing at all. Mums the word for Cice. I am trying to stay out of trouble, really I am but folks can work a nerve if you let them. Sometimes it feels like I am stuck in high school and can’t get out. A good friend recommended a change of atmosphere, I just may take her up on that and just roll for awhile. We shall see, we shall see. I have a post I have been working on. I am putting the final tweaks on it so hopefully it will be out today. So stay posted.
Hey I know it’s been awhile but I saw this and had to share it. There’s this church I follow, been to it and they ROCK!!! Well, they are beyond out the box and their program is effecting lives tremendously. I saw this I had to laugh because I knew this guy would be having a fit. Anyway… They opened their worship service with a rendition of Beyonce’s Crazy In Love, it was awesome and yes this was a church service. Watching this video was a shocker to me not because they did the song but because they put on an awesome performance. A lot of times (especially in my town) the body of Christ tends to do things so (for lack of a better word) bootleg. The artistry used by this church was top notch and they do this EVERY week. This wasn’t for a special program, this is what goes on every week. I can’t say if this is cultural, economics, or regional. You just don’t see stuff like that around here and I wonder if we are missing something? This church and severalothers like it are on to something, they see thousands each week. What are we missing?
