Resignation

As of yesterday and all that it represents, it is now stated officially. I SUCK AT LOVE AND THEREBY RESIGN MY CANDIDACY. This  means I will not run for, after or from love. I will not seek solace in its acceptance. I have opened up my heart to its acceptance only to be kicked to the curb like a homeless veteran. So I say to the last few especially CLF....thanks for nothing. Thanks for sharing but not really caring. If sharing is caring you clearly don't give a f&*(.  If love is blind I need glasses. If love conquers all, I surrender. If love is patient and kind, I'm exhausted and angry. To senor....whatever! To MDB????. Its days like today when the need to be explicit and honest lead me. Its moments like the one right now when I must stand up and walk away from this losing game. Its moments like today when I wish the one love I had stayed intact and I never have to go through this nonsense ever again. To all those that came  after love left I bid you adieu. I say no to love as it has brutally said HELL NO to me. I think I am a beautiful beauty well worth loves invitation, but the most high has spoken and said, not right now. Its like why bother with the idea of what is not?

It would be quite easy to surrender my body for its cruel imitation, but that would be more useless and foolish and quite frankly, idiotic. Yes there are nights, days, months where I crave a touch of  love and go through my contacts and quickly decide otherwise, but even that is futile. I only wanted one love and I've not seen it as pure as the first. I've not shared the love of Christ and the passion of life together since the first love. None have quite surpassed the standard. Am I complaining...yea but only to come to and accept the resolution. I quit! I say to love, you won and always win with matters of the heart, so no thank you to this sickness. I will continue to tame this flesh and renew my love for the most high and you are no longer welcome here.

Update

So a lot has happened since the last post but the most recent of these events have shifted me into complete oblivion. I have tasted and smelled pain so consistently that at times I questioned my place in life. Love played a terrible joke on me....again.  I said yes to what resembled love and took a serious risk only to have the last laugh played across my heart and body. I stepped in the passing lane and watched the apples fall by the road while my heart went along for the ride. I lost but this time the damage was minimal. So being the intense creature of habit  I am I have returned to the comfort zone where love remains an unsolved mystery and very uninviting.

Since the BK, the change at home has come full circle and the manifest was difficult at times but  I'm okay with all of it now. I have come to accept the single lady lifestyle with ease...well most days. My children have blossomed into fuller beanstalks (no pun intended). We are preparing to surrender the eldest to the grounds of higher education with a single thought, desire and prayer...SUCCESS. I am confident things will work out though at times I'm concerned. Life has been hard but we are getting through it at my amazement each day.

So....this little note here is also to express my joy of a wonderful new friendship forming. Gracias senor EM.

This is also to highlight more change....I am ready to move I am ready for ownership. I am ready to defend and conquer all that matters to me...and that is a whole lot. I stand for one thing and its the love of the Father which means I follow none but become all things for all to win some..ADieu

truth

Have you loved for so long that it is embedded in your identity? Before I knew the cliche what love is (though lately I've questioned the notion), before life spread me across the carpet of heartbreak hotel. Before I could express what I felt, before I could say its name. Before puberty, periods, post partum, attitudes, anger, abuse, hope, desperation, jealousy, struggle, depression and disappointment. Before pregnancy and PTA meetings, before denial and divorce, before vows and virginity, before love songs and lactate, before judge and jury, before the power of pain, there was him. The love that withstands time. The love that stretches and runs deep, the love that is tribal and sacred, the love that was real before I could say it. Before I would ever know that love is conditional, it was him. Before the last train to Brooklyn left it was him. More than two decades ago I met what would become my NFL, the one whose presence has always seemed fleeting. The one who trumps all others the one who because of his absence gave room for others to hurt me and leave scars skin deep. Before all of those experiences taught me a thing or two about myself and men, it was him. Before during and after it will always be him. A word a song a book a definition a poem cannot define what this means to me. Nothing compares nothing in this side of the world, in this here temple can ever come in the same space as this. Until I am able to fully embrace the divinity of it all, I am forever waiting. I am always hoping but never finding the right time when lives collide and burst forth beauty. Foolishly I believe in the highest greatest love of all..him. Foolishly I dance the night crawl in search of what I can only find in him. Foolishly I wait for once to happen forever... I adore you

Confessions

"Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effective fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much." James 5:16 kjv

I confess I have given people the benefit of the doubt perhaps more than they deserve. I have believed in the words of man and have thought that having Christ in one's life has meaning. I have believed that there is nothing in life that God cannot change. I have also believed that healing is for all. I believe that the God I serve, (the almighty) is absolutely NOT a man that He should lie or the son of man that He should repent. In that, we are not God, we are and will always come short of His glory. I recognize my own errors and know that I truly am NOTHING without God. I know that because I care, I am susceptible to hurt. I have been hurt by another follower of Christ. My actions have caused me to be rejected and condemned. THANK God that He is not like man. Because I have allowed this seed to grow into an ugly weed, I must tear it down.
To you who were allowed to hurt me, I forgive you. To you who lied to me and told me I mattered when you knew I meant nothing to you, I forgive you. To you who led me to believe in love, I forgive you.
Father in the name of your son Jesus, I thank you for the gift of life you have given me. I thank you there is no pain on earth that heaven cannot heal. I thank you that there is none on earth that will ever, ever, ever be enough. I am thankful that your love sent Jesus. I am thankful for your new daily mercies. I am thankful for your sufficient grace. I ask that you forgive me for putting my trust in man. I confess I have walked in error and acknowledge that my sin is always before me. Against you and you only have I sinned and done this evil in your sight. Purge me with hyssop and I shall be clean. I thank you that I know without any doubt that I have forgiveness because of Jesus. I know and thank you that you are faithful and just to forgive. I ask you Lord to heal my heart, to keep me because I desire to be kept. I ask that I never fall again for the spirit of deception and only follow your voice.

Trust in the Lord with all thine heart and lean not to thine own understanding. I receive forgiveness in the name above every other name, Jesus, I pray.

"WHOA Neg, what are you talking about? What is going on in that head of yours?" Her best friend asked as she read her blog on the train. "I have to call her and see what's going on." Don't bother, the Lord is the love of my life. He had made me glad, His love for me is unconditional. He is the same yesterday, today and forever. It is in Him that I live, move and have my being.

Am I Saved

Yes, you read it right. I am asking the question, Am I saved? Why? Because my salvation has been assumed, presumed and directed. It has become very clear over the last months that I have simply become accustomed to doing as I was told....without any clear moment of conversion. I grew up in the church, in fact it is the only institution I am completely and utterly committed to. Naturally every step taken has been carefully guided by my family, preachers and teacher alike, all with my expected consent. This past weekend I was faced with the question..."AM I SAVED?" My answer will be found here.
It is my desire to discover the truth in my life without being told what and how to live the Christian Life. Yes I am thankful for the upbringing that has kept me in the safety net of the church, but there is something I am seeking beyond the border of the physical temple. I now know that a change has not taken place independently in my life that I can recall to announce my conversion, I have simply did as I was told.

This I want no more of. I want to know God for myself. So today I took the first steps, I confessed every sin that came to mind (a very long tear-filled list) and asked for forgiveness. In the midst of my tears, I was told to reconcile relationships with three VIPs in my life, so far all is well. One more hurdle to cross. I plan to share this journey here and discover what I have talked about my entire life but never truly experienced.....right relationship with Christ.

marriage

what is it about two people being exclusively dedicated, long-term to one another, right in the sight of God in Holy matrimony that drives people to the edge? I know long, first sentence,question (read on). Recently my folks have hit a bump in this road to happily ever after that makes me question the state of marriage. Let me dig into my own history so this can make sense. I have been married before, it didn't work for a lot of obvious reasons, but without a doubt I love the man I married. Sure we were clueless, immature and selfish, however we decided to cut costs by making two into one. It was a convenience for both parties, but turned out to be incredibly aggressive. Now let's go back further, when my mom and father were together their marriage was a train wreck in slow motion, my father clearly had no idea how to be a father and a husband (not sure why because his parents have been married over 50 years), so he resorted to a careless lifestyle of drugs, adultery, abuse and abandonment. Flash forward twenty years. My mom has since remarried and is not happy. This troubles me because, it diffuses my hope of a better chance the 'second time around.' Watching her walk under the selfish hand of another person, muting her dreams and desires truly makes me want to scream and carry her away to the islands and drink fruity spirits ....lol! This sounds a bit whimsical, but its my truth. I am torn between my own hopes and comforted by my past failure at marriage. Deep down I know that marriage can be a beautiful experience but somehow it doesn't seen to turn out that way. I have a friend who was recently engaged to what was believed to be 'the one,' I have another friend who is a habitual cheater and their spouse is reluctant to believe the truth. I have a girlfriend that gave birth and presumed marriage was inevitable, so I do have my queries. Can this mean that no matter what, marriages don't last or are built on empty promises and fairy tales? I am unsure but I plan to dig deep and figuure some things out. Whose to say its sacred, whose to say man has the right to enslave the woman with his own insecurities and ungodly control, whose to say that it can't work? I really want to know