No Matter What.........

"Our giving is no longer a debt that we owe, but a seed that we sow."

"The great tragedy of life is not unanswered prayer, but unoffered prayer."

"Give, and it will be given to you: good measure, pressed down, shaken together, and running over will be put into your bosom. For with the same measure that you use, it will be measured back to you." Luke 6:38

Devotional Reading
Old Testament - Deuteronomy Chapter 27(ALL) and Chapter 28:68, Psalm 39:12-13, Proverbs 13:7, 8
New Testament - Luke 6:27-49

As I thought about the good times and all the ups and down life has thrown my way, I realized I have so much to be thankful for. I survived my father not being there, my mother and the drugs she use to be on, the difference my family made between my sister and I, being sick all my life, rape, molestation and the many knives that was placed in my back and much more. I also survived all the mess I took innocent people through and the hurt I purposely gave to those who brought harm my way. Until I realize GOD for the truthfulness and loveliness he provides and provided all my life. Even in the midst of my wrong doing, I had someone, something to call my own whether I realized it or not. God giving his son for little ole me is enough to bring tears to my eyes. No person alive or dead can show me that much love, maybe a pinch but there is None Greater than the love of God.

I write all that to say.......No matter what you are faced with, death of a loved, job loss, financial burden, lack of wants/needs, uncertainty don't let the devil in hell steal the one good thing you have. Your PRAISE!!! God is waiting for you to clap your hands in his honor, sing with joy, shout in His name giving him the highest praise, HALLELUJAH!!!!!

If you want God to move, you must first move. You can not make a plug, plug itself into the outlet. God don't need you, it is the other way around. When His day is not right, he don't come looking for you. When your day isn't right or something happen you are calling on him! No matter what, STOP taking God for granted and learn to love and appreciate him NOW! No matter what, love yourself and then love your neighbors! No matter what, help those less fortunate and bless those who don't need it. Let me explain, when you help those less fortunate we do the work required by God; but when we bless those who is already blessed their blessings bestowed upon them is now also on you. The key to life is blessing! No matter what, be a blessing to someone!!!!

God Bless and I pray I have Blessed someone whose reading this.
Cheryl aka Forealdoh (4 Real Doh) :)

Go and hug "YOUR MICHAEL" by Maya Angelou...

I had to repost this to the one place I could share....my blog. 
Be Blessed


Go and hug "YOUR MICHAEL"
by Maya Angelou...

Yesterday I cried watching the Michael Jackson memorial. I cried for
a little black boy who felt the world didn't understand him. I cried
for a little black boy who spent his adulthood chasing his childhood.
And I thought about all the young black boys out there who may too feel
that the world doesn't understand them. The ones who feel that the world
does not understand their baggy jeans,their swagger, their music, their
anger, their struggles, their fears or the chip on their shoulder. I
worry that my son, may too, one day will feel lonely in a wide, wide world.

I cried for the young children of all colors who may live their life feeling 
like a misfit, feeling like no one understands their perspective, or their soul. 
What a burden to carry.

As a mother, I cried for Katherine Jackson because no mother should ever bury a 
child. Period. And I think about all the pain, tears and sleepless nights that 
she must have endured seeing her baby boy in inner pain, seeing him struggle 
with his self-esteem, and his insecurities and to know he often felt unloved 
even while the world loved him deeply. How does it feel to think that the 
unconditional love we give as mothers just isn't enough to make our children
feel whole? I wonder if she still suffers thinking, "what more could I have 
done?" Even moms of music legends aren't immune to mommy guilt, I suppose.

When Rev. Al Sharpton ("who always delivers one" awesome "funeral speech") said 
to Michael's children, "Your daddy was not strange....It was strange what your 
Daddy had to deal with," I thought of all the "strange" things of the world that 
my children will have to deal with. Better yet, the things I hope they won't 
ever have to deal with anymore.

And as a mother raising a young black boy, I feel recommitted and yet a little 
confused as to how to make sure my son is sure enough within himself to take on 
the world. Especially a "strange" one. To love himself enough to know that even 
when the world doesn't understand you, tries to force you into its mold or 
treats you unkindly, you are still beautiful, strong and Black. How do I do
that?

Today, I am taking back "childhood" as an inalienable right for every brown 
little one. In a world, that makes children into booty-shaking, mini-adults long 
before their time, I'm reclaiming the playful, innocent, run-around-outside, 
childhood as the key ingredient in raising confident adults. Second, I will not 
rest until my little black boy, MY Michael, knows that his broad nose is 
beautiful, his chocolately brown skin is beautiful, and his thick hair is
beautiful.

And nothing or no one can ever take that away from him.

"Now aint we bad? And ain't we black? And ain't we fine?
 ---Maya Angelou

My Love

From the moment I laid eyes upon you, I was caught without a breath. For just a simple moment I realized I have found my soul mate. The mate God made just for me. A love so new, so old and yes new again. A friend I have longed for and needed so bad. My love for you is stronger than ever and because of the love God has shown me and I able to love you with that same love. I loved you yesterday, I love you today and I will always love you tomorrow my love.