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.

UNGRATEFULNESS & DISRESPECT

Many of us can judge what we haven't gone through.  However, I say let God judge and until you live with someone your vote don't count.  If you don't know a person, your vote don't count.  I know who I am as a woman, as a mother, as a woman of God.  Do you know yourself?  Are you living your life to your full potential?  No one will EVER take away my peace.  That included my children.

Okay with said, I have three sons. My oldest one has always been the one who gives no drama, no back talk, and loving towards me.  If he has something bad to say, HE DON'T.  As a man today, he has become selfish, self centered, but yet he is a go getter.  He make sure he has a job no matter what!  He is a caring man who still has room for improvements.  Like we ALL do.

My middle son is very out spoken and disrespectful.  He thinks he can say and do whatever he likes, to me.  His father taught him well.  However, the man his dad is today is not the same man as he was back then.  He is a Godly man who loves unselfishly.  My child has called me out of my name before and has NEVER apologize for it.  This same child has manipulated anyone to get what he want, when he want.  If he didn't want to mind me or do something......he'd play on that and BAM!  He didn't do it.  He wants his ego stroke at all times.  Never one to hear anything bad about himself he will say and do whatever he wants to make sure you are hurt.

Now my youngest........he is a pistol.  Attitude problem, back talker and yes disrespectful yet he is very loving and sensitive and kind hearted.  If you come at him wrong, watch out!  It seems like he does what the majority do.  Never one to take the lead - he follows.  It always seemed like him and the middle son would walk the same line.

All my kids have good things I love about them but I promise you I am getting to the point.  I am not writing this to dog my children but to use them as an example of the many times they have hurt me as their mother.  The bible says to "honor thy mother and father".  Rather one birth, adopt, be a step mom whatever.  Respect is respect.  It also says for parents not to provoke your children......enough said.

Now, when I begged, borrowed, and stole to raise my kids.....I earned my respect!  When I drove clear across town to take them to and from school, when they could have walked home, I earned my respect!  For every time I fought my family, their family, and friends for raising children that were not mine......I earned my respect.  Every time a fight broke out and I stayed to continue to raise them.....I earned my respect.  When I ran all over town just so their dad can get custody of them......I earned my respect!  Every time someone laid their hands on me......I earned my respect!  For every time I was sick, unable to care for me I was still able to care and provide for them......I earned my respect.  When they had no money, no job, used my car endlessly, my home like it was theirs after they got grown.....I earned my respect!  and earned it in many more ways!

So if I want to talk bad about you....I will!  If I want to knock you out.....I will!  If I want to call you trifling when you know you are.....I will!  After all my sweat, tears, work, undying love, sacrifice, commitment, and honor to each and everyone of you.....I will not let any of you talk crazy to me. 

This morning as I was driving to work, I felt compelled to write this blog.  I was praying when God showed me how he provided his Son to be a sacrifice for each and everyone of us on earth.  As the Easter Monday rain falls, I wondered if its God crying for the many people on Earth who refuse to show him respect, honor, love, & be committed to Him.  So as I prayed that my heart don't turn to stone towards my grown children, God let me know he has not turned his heart to stone for the unsaved.  So I changed my prayers to wanting God to bless my children  hearts, their minds, and most importantly their souls.  Leaving the rest to him. 

God gave me so much and if my grown children can't make something out of their life, guess what, it's not my fault.  I raised you and I done it well with all my might.  You are grown now- act like it.  Just as God love me every time I fell and stumbled, I love them the same.  But what I won't do is allow them to tear down my spirit. Respect is not giving - it is earned!  You may not like what I have to say but respect me. I love you just as Christ loves me.

~FOREALDOH

The players game is something that most of us has played or is playing.  No one wants to be played but doesn’t mind being the playa.  The saying, “if its good enough for you, then it’s good enough for me” is one too many female  playas attitude have formed.  Guys just say, “Don’t hate the playa, hate the game.”  Whateva!

I think a playa is a person who wants to be important but are not to those who matter.  That is just my opinion.  I believe if you are a true playa every person in the game will know about the other and will be upfront and direct.  Should the person being played decide to stick it out with the playa then they pay to play.  No fault on the playa.

I think there are some rules that should apply to all playas!!!!

1.  Leave a married person alone.  No matter what their situation is.  God honors marriages and no one outside that union should interfere.

2.  Protect yourself and others and strap it up.  Females carry protection or you will be sorry.

3.  Be honest. Be unselfish.

4.  Your best friend mate is off limits.  If you are a playa you should be able to pull anyone beside someone closes to your friend.

5.  No ex family members!  That only makes you a dogg!

6.  Never take one of the played to a spot where another played will be.  You not only a dummy but your playa card should be revoked.

7.  Schedule your time wisely. 

8.  Have fun!

With that said, know that you to can become the played at any time.  Play fair and play safe.

Forealoh

gOOD iS gOOD aLL tHE tIME!

It has been a hectic few weeks for me and my son.  Now that he is home, its the mental part of being gutted like a fish that has his mind messed up.  I see the depression sitting upon shoulders.  I prayed harder for his healing mentally and physically.  Then God revealed to me that all that my child has been going through in the last few months, have been a spiritual battle long before a mental or physical battle.  They just enhanced the feelings that were already inside.   My son and I talked and I let him be the little boy I
raised for a moment.  I allowed him to cry it out, shout it out, talk it out just as long as it was out of him.  Then I shared with him the scriptures on depressions and what God wanted him to do for himself.  I told him God has a calling on his life and he needs to complete it.  I can' t make him do nothing but as a Christian and a mother, it is my duty to follow God.  I left my son to think about the blessings that has been bestowed upon his life.  When I went back into his room, he was looking totally different.  I knew in my heart he reached out to God and just like that my son was finally home!

Never throw in the towel no matter how hard it is.  Single mothers hold on with all your might when raising a young man.  If the father is absent expect some issue to rise.  I  learned that the attitude, disrespect etc that comes from a child is not you.  It is the built up of not being able to release it to whom it belong.  God knows.  Hold on and don't let go.
Be Bless.

Forealdoh!

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Update On My Son

Things with William is not good at the moment.  Doctors have no clue what is wrong with him except that fluid keeps rising around the heart and that he now have a thickening between the sac and the heart.  So the surgery that was to take place yesterday is now taking place today with a whole new surgical procedure than previous planned.  He will have tubes in him for a few days to keep the fluid drained, a biopsy on the sac and Infectious disease control will come and examine things from there.  We are hoping they will be able to tell us why and how this happen.  All tests the doctors has ran has been negative so they are puzzled.  They also told me that William is a rare case and the youngest for this type situation.  He is in need for a lot of prayers.  I thank you for those prayers.  I gotta go but I will keep in touch with you.