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You Dead or Nah????

Faith y’all. Faith.

Faith without works is dead. James 2:17. The whole chapter is worth reading.

My brain is finna feel dead. I have four posts to edit in addition to the four? I’ve finished and Proverbs 21. Sheesh. It’s my fault though. Poor planning and time management. Digression.

We pray and we ask God for help. We expect Him to do all the work. Now, some of this may be my good, Instagram girlfriend in my head @shanickavailhouse/@mytransparentMOMents.

But, works require us to do something. God gives us insight and wisdom on how to obtain some things that we pray for. Either we miss it or are stubborn, obstinate, don’t want to do it His way.

If we do nothing the faith we had to ask for it or believe it would happen dies. Why? Because we do not obtain what we believed through our failure to act.

There are some things and miracles God just does and gives. I’m not talking about that.

I want to lose weight. I want to drink more water. I asked God for help. This isn’t the first time. I have tried.

I didn’t love exercising. I didn’t love water. Usually didn’t drink much of anything unless it came with the meal and could eat without any beverage. Didn’t love the outdoors. Ion like weather extremes after living in the cold midwest and hot south and not being out in it much as a child.

Something happened in the middle of the pandemic. Y’all, for my Apostolic/Pentecostal/Holiness/well informed folk, I just quickened.

In the middle of death. In the middle of devastation. In the middle of uncertainty. In the middle of chaos. In the middle of confusion. In the middle of confinement. In the middle of quarantine. In the middle of loss. While I was essential personnel. While I worked every scheduled shift unless I requested off. I lost weight while others gained it.

I would love to say I worked hard. But I didn’t really work at all. I just stopped eating more than one maybe two meals. It was really laziness. I was staying up after I got off at midnight and sleeping or not wanting to go get food. I wasn’t cooking. I feel like I may have said some of this elsewhere. Forgive me. It’s worth repeating.

Once I saw what I had done while accidentally, inadvertently intermittently fasting, I was sold. I bought a half-gallon igloo and decided to drink my water. I started craving it.

I started walking in the park and loved it. I get irritable, definitely today, when I can’t go outside and walk due to the weather. I have been out in walking in the teens or low twenties at the coldest. I just bundle up. I have come to love, love, love God’s nature.

I don’t just eat vegetables and healthily. As a matter of fact, I lost weight eating junk and fast food. I stopped most of the bad stuff at first. I don’t eat nearly as much junk as before. My water intake has slowed. As has the exercise. Moving and having a different lifestyle is an interesting adjustment. But somehow, I am still losing.

I have worked my faith and God has been gracious to me.

Whatever you are believing God for, figure out what your part is. And walk it out. Work it. He just may be waiting on you.

Do It The Right Way

Soooooo the top picture is my mint plant from Walmart the day I got it. I like mint in my water. The package specifically said to get a pot with a tray. I couldn’t find one in Walmart or Dollar Tree. I did find the walrus named Winston. He came with his own dirt and mint seeds.

You can see what the caption for Snapchat said. SMH.

Between using the mint and likely death, the mint had to leave Winston. I attempted to be creative with the cups. I cut holes in the one on top and put water in the bottom one.

I remembered I had a self-watering pot from another plant that lost its life after five long years and several moves.

Ion know where I was originally going when I started writing this on 1-2.

The pot, well planter, still was not what the instructions said get. But, I went with it.

The thing was struggling. It was super wet when I took it out of its packaging and put it in Winston. It was decently wet when I moved it to the cups. I watered it when I moved it to the planter-not immediately I don’t think. Maybe I did since there was way more soil.

I attempted to prune it. I made sure it was in the sunlight. Gave it water occasionally. Well kinda often but not daily.

I ended up going out of town ans left them with my nature loving-she has actual degrees related to the outdoors and animals-coworker friend.

The plant got pruned and I was told I was giving it too much water so it was drowning. I asked if I needed to change the pot and soil. Chile I put leftover succulent soil from my dead other dead plant in it.

I was told no. I still felt like I should. So there we have the last picture. I rinsed the roots to put it in that soil. When I searched for ways to take care of my first plant, rocks in the bottom was suggested. I rinsed those too.

The thing is still struggling. It’s with my mom who had a mini forest in her room.

I said them above. I planted Winston’s mint in him. He was doing fine until I attempted to shift the soil so it would grow better since I didn’t plant the seeds right. He is struggling too.

Here’s the thing. I spent all this time, exerting all this effort, likely for naught unless my mom works a miracle. Impatient. Or some other thing. The stores I went to didn’t have what I needed.

I could have gone up the street and gotten exactly what I needed. I ended up doing that anyway. Who knows where my plant would be had I just done it the right way to begin with.

Who knows where we would be if we had just gone to God and done some things the right way to begin with.

How many wrong relationships, romantic and friend, have we exerted too much effort over?

How many tests and trials have dragged on or been repeated because we didn’t just take our time and do it the right way to begin with?

How much have we endured needlessly because we were impatient?

I suggest and submit for our consideration that we just do it the right way to begin with.

40 years in the wilderness for a trip that took days should be a lesson and something only the Israelites in Exodus endure. Not us.

Proverbs 5 The Message (MSG) version)

I’s tired boss. I’m just copying and pasting the whole thing with some thoughts after. Kinda like yesterday. Kinda not.

1-2 Dear friend, pay close attention to this, my wisdom;
    listen very closely to the way I see it.
Then you’ll acquire a taste for good sense;
    what I tell you will keep you out of trouble.

The author is letting us know that he knows what he’s talking about and it is beneficial to listen to his words.

3-6 The lips of a seductive woman are oh so sweet,
    her soft words are oh so smooth.
But it won’t be long before she’s gravel in your mouth,
    a pain in your gut, a wound in your heart.
She’s dancing down the primrose path to Death;
    she’s headed straight for Hell and taking you with her.
She hasn’t a clue about Real Life,
    about who she is or where she’s going.

This makes me think of Delilah and what happened to Samson… I don’t think this is just about or can be applied to just a woman. I feel like this is a metaphor for sin or distractions, including the wrong people.

7-14 So, my friend, listen closely;
    don’t treat my words casually.
Keep your distance from such a woman;
    absolutely stay out of her neighborhood.
You don’t want to squander your wonderful life,
    to waste your precious life among the hardhearted.
Why should you allow strangers to take advantage of you?
    Why be exploited by those who care nothing for you?
You don’t want to end your life full of regrets,
    nothing but sin and bones,
Saying, “Oh, why didn’t I do what they told me?
    Why did I reject a disciplined life?
Why didn’t I listen to my mentors,
    or take my teachers seriously?
My life is ruined!
    I haven’t one blessed thing to show for my life!”

Samesies with a side of regret.

15-16 Do you know the saying, “Drink from your own rain barrel,
    draw water from your own spring-fed well”?
It’s true. Otherwise, you may one day come home
    and find your barrel empty and your well polluted.

The original minding my business drinking my water. Lol.

17-20 Your spring water is for you and you only,
    not to be passed around among strangers.
Bless your fresh-flowing fountain!
    Enjoy the wife you married as a young man!
Lovely as an angel, beautiful as a rose—
    don’t ever quit taking delight in her body.
    Never take her love for granted!
Why would you trade enduring intimacies for cheap thrills with a whore?
    for dalliance with a promiscuous stranger?

It as though he is saying you are the only you, live your life, worry about what your are tasked to do and who who are tasked to do it with.

21-23 Mark well that God doesn’t miss a move you make;
    he’s aware of every step you take.
The shadow of your sin will overtake you;
    you’ll find yourself stumbling all over yourself in the dark.
Death is the reward of an undisciplined life;
    your foolish decisions trap you in a dead end.

God is watching and if you don’t live right death will be your portion.

Uuuuuuuh. I read it. Truly. I may come back and edit it with thoughts. But, I don’t have it in me right now. Lol. If you only knew… I’m just proud that I read it today! 🙂 *and did on 1-7*

No Jonah Part Two

I just had to gather myself.

Someone said I hope everything goes great.

I almost said it’s gonna go.

I course corrected and said it will.

I have to fix my mouth and my attitude.

If God sent me He is going to go before me and make the crooked places straight (Isaiah 45:2).

Life and death are in my tongue (Proverbs 18:21).

Woman’s promised son was dead. She went to the man of God. She didn’t complain. She started off telling people it shall be well. As she got closer to the prophet, she said it is well. Even though her son lay dead, she didn’t speak what she saw. She spoke what she knew to be possible after having a son she never expected to have. (2 Kings 4:8-37)

Just because I know how it has been doesn’t mean I know how it will be.

I have to make God big. Bigger than me. Bigger than my feelings. Bigger than my assumptions. Bigger than my circumstances.

Because nothing is too hard for him (Jeremiah 32:27).

I’m Alive

I’m sitting in God’s beautiful creating in a temp that has dropped to 35. It’s 10 at home. So there’s that…

I’m listening to Rich Tolbert Jr.’s song Alive. Lyrics below.

God knows the plans he has for us, great plans
He controls it all
The reason why we’re alive is because God is in control
Hmm the reason why there’s more, the reason why there’s a next
Is because God is in control, hallelujah, thank you JesusGod knows the plans
He has for me
He knows the thoughts
He thinks toward me
And nothing is an accident
I’m alive, because there’s more
C’mon
God knows the plans
He has for me
He knows the thoughts
He thinks toward me
And nothing is an accident
I’m alive, because there’s more moreI’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive
And this is not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreGod knows the plans (God knows the plans)
He has for me (he has for me)
He knows the thoughts
He thinks toward me
And nothing is an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreGod knows the plans (God knows the plans)
He has for me (he has for me)
He knows the thoughts
He thinks toward me
And nothing is an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreI’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive
And this is not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s more
(Sing I’m alive)
I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive, I’m alive
And this is not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreHe didn’t let me die, let me die
(He didn’t) let me die, let me die
And this is not an accident
I’m alive because there’s moreHe didn’t let me die, let me die
Let me die, let me die
And this is not an accident
I’m alive because there’s moreThis is not the end, not the end
(This is not) the end, not the end
And this is not an accident
I’m alive because there’s moreThere is more, there is more
There is more, there is more
And this is not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreAnd I am not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s more
And I am not an accident
I’m alive, because there’s moreI’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s moreI’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more
I’m alive, because there’s more

I know that’s a lot. This song resonates with me.

I’m fairly confident some post on here references this, but there was a time I prayed to die. Life wasn’t worth living to me.

How crazy that I would ask God to destroy His own creation. It was rough. I was depressed and the people around me made me feel worthless, as though nothing about me was good enough.

I’ve also been in multiple car accidents and some near misses.

If left up to me and the enemy, I would be dead.

God said no. There was more.

If the holidays and this 2020 life have you considering ending it all, don’t. I promise it gets better. Try Jesus. Best decision I’ve ever made!