Monday, April 27, 2015

That time I wrote about Big Al on my blog...

Those closest to me would definitely say I am a black girl trapped in a white girl's body.  I say this with the utmost respect.  There is nothing remotely racist about anything I am about to say.  Truth be told, our African American sisters can do a whole lotta things better than us white girls.  When it comes to keeping a rhythm, the average white girl can I say this...struggles.  Ever since I was a little girl, I have loved shaking my tail feather.  Any time music came on, I started rockin' this booty from side to side.  I'm telling y'all, something just takes over my body.  I really can't stop it sometimes.  And why should I?

Most days, I am doing the stay-at-home mom thing.  Most days, I am wiping snotty noses, cleaning babies' bottoms, or organizing and reorganizing the, what seems to be, multiplying collection of toys we own in our home.  Most days, I am a loyal wife, a Sunday School teacher, friend, sister, and daughter.  But today?  Today, I am letting my hair down.  Today, I am letting the dirty clothes pile just a little bit higher.  Today, I am letting the dust collect over my furniture just a little bit thicker.  Today, I am putting on my dancing shoes and getting my groove on in the best way I know how.  Below are the lyrics to the chorus from a newly released Christian rap song by an artist who lives in my area.  I've also provided the link below to the entire song.  Before you listen to the song, I  want you to take a minute and just read the following lyrics to the chorus... 

"If tha Lord is in tha building and ya really know ya feel Him, get 'em high!  Get 'em high!
If ya feel him in ya soul, won't you step up on ya toes?  Get 'em high!  Get 'em high!
If ya love tha way ya feelin', won't ya try to touch tha ceilin'?  Get 'em high!  Get 'em high!
Can't nobody gonna do ya like the Lord.   Go on praise God!!"

Sometimes, don't ya just need to get your praise on?!  Sometimes, don't you just need to hush the sounds of life, turn up the volume on your favorite praise jam, and shake ya tail feather...ALL for the glory of the Lord?!  That is me, today.  Life is just hard, you know?  And it ain't gettin' easier.  So, why not stop?  Stop what you're doing, click on the link below, turn the volume way up, and dance like nobody's watching.  Life just isn't life if not spent in the presence of the Lord.  What better way to do just that than dancing and worshiping Him?!

"Then Peter said, 'Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have I give you.  In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk.'  Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man's feet and ankles became strong.  He jumped to his feet and began to walk.  Then he went with them into the temple courts, walking and jumping, and praising God." -Acts 3:6-8

Get up.  Walk.  Run.  Jump up and praise God.  Shout with joy.  Dance before the Lord.  Raise your hands and worship your King.  Go on, friends!  Get 'em high!!  Get 'em high!!

Get 'Em High

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

I Hate Myself

What kind of "feeler" are you?  Ok, I just lost all of my male readers with that question right there. 

(That's ok.  I think I just had one male reader anyway...Hi, husband!) 


Do you feel deeply?  Or do you kind of keep everything on the surface?

The reason I ask is because I am a deep deep...way down low deep.  Anyone?

And this can create a problem for me sometimes.  Anyone?

If I get tickled...I laugh loudly.  If I get sad...I cry intensely.  If I get mad...well, you get the picture.

And I can really hate myself for feeling so much.  Anyone?

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.  I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.  Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.
Psalm 139:13-14

Ever wonder why we wrestle so much with unhappiness?  Especially when it comes to ourselves?  I've realized we will never truly be content while here on this planet because this place, this place we call Earth, is not our home.  Our enemy, the Impostor I like to call him, spends a lot of time trying to convince us of our unhappiness, of our discontentment in ourselves so that we will waste our time being miserable here on this planet and that we will MISS (did you catch that?) our purpose, our reason for being created for such a time as this.  He knows our time on Earth is temporary and he also knows this is not our home.  He happens to know how the story ends.  So if we will become distracted with unhappiness, discontentment, sadness, anger, fill in your blank here, he knows we will waste our time on this planet and ultimately walk away from our God-ordained purpose out of fear of rejection, insecurity, and/or unworthiness.

Because I feel everything...remember, I'm a deep "feeler," you can only imagine how much fun my Impostor tends to have with me.  All day long I fight thoughts like...

You'll never be effective.  You're too loud, you're too bossy, you're too dumb, you're too southern, you're too ugly, you're NOT sweet-natured.

Life can be lonely, my enemy goes wild when it comes to friendship...

No one wants to be your friend.  You'll never have friends.  Who would want to be your friend?  The friends you do have eventually will hurt you anyway.  Trust no one.


The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy.  I came that they may have life and have it abundantly. 
John 10:10

You were made for greatness.  You were not meant to be silent.  You were not meant to cower in the corner or to resent your personality.  God created you on purpose and with purpose.  Stand up, head tall, and chin up.  You are a child of God.  Why would you let the enemy of God dictate your feelings and tell you who you are?  Let the ONE who made you be the judge of that!

Rise up!  You've got work to do!

...being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
Philippians 1:6 

One day, we get to go home and into the arms of Jesus we'll be safe and perfect.  Complete.