317 Area Code

I haven't been sleeping well and it's partly my fault. I mean, I just have a hard time at night, my mind races and I'd like for it to SHUT DOWN, but it doesn't so I watch TV. And in my case, since I don't have a TV (well, I have one in front of the treadmill, but that's for when I work out), I watch Hulu on my phone. Yes, I broke down and bought Hulu Plus because I wanted to be able to entertain myself somethings....

But, the other night, my phone churped. I had a text message. I moaned and turned over to check it, thinking that it was someone in need of some help and I was going to have to get up out of the warmth of the blanket....but it wasn't. It was a 317 area code.

HUH????

And the message simply said, "Sherry?" (not my real name).

And immediately I thought of Mister. I had been anticipating this text for a while now. I replied, "Yes," and the response was, "This is Mister (he used his real name) new number." I simply replied, "Ok," and went back to sleep.

I just left it at that. I really don't have the time to get involved right now, I don't have the spiritual acumen, so I'm just gonna pray. That's all....give it to God in prayer.

I pray for his mind and his heart. I pray that he come to know Jesus. I pray for his protection as he try to sort out his like....I just pray that the will of God be done in his life, right now in Jesus name. Amen!!

I Have a Gift

gift

/gɪft/ Show Spelled [gift]    

noun

1. something given voluntarily without payment in return, as to show favor toward someone, honor an occasion, or make a gesture of assistance; present.

2. the act of giving.

3. something bestowed or acquired without any particular effort by the recipient or without its being earned: Those extra points he got in the game were a total gift. 

4. a special ability or capacity; natural endowment; talent: the gift of saying the right thing at the right time.

I had a dream last night. In the dream, my oldest brother (my mother's son) was little--maybe 12 and he has this gift that he was trying to give to my grandmother. It was a card that had money in it. The money was coins that he had, but he had a hard time keeping the money inside the envelope with the card because somehow the envelop had split at the bottom and the coins kept falling out. So I was helping him tape the card together, but the card was made so that if it was taped, it would mess it up, so instead of putting the coins in the envelop, I took them all out, threw the envelop away and just put the coins inside the card. He was pleased and he got his card and his gift and he gave it to my grandmother. The gift he was giving her wasn't much; it was like dish detergent and cleaning supplies in a basket, but he was so proud of his gift and that he was giving it to his grandmother. It was actually more than just the card that my other brother was giving my grandmother. It seemed like the gift was coming from his heart even though he didn' t pay much for it. He exclaimed that he only paid .85 for the gift. I ssshhhhh'd him and told him he wasn't supposed to tell anyone how much he paid.  My grandmother was pleased.

I woke up from that dream wondering.....

The Bible teaches us that if we are sons of God, we are gifted--everyone who names the name of Christ is gifted, no matter what and the gifts are given to us freely. The gifts that God gives to his children are to be used for service to mankind. Unlike the gift my brother was giving, he had to pay for it, but when God gives us gifts, they are given to us without having to pay for anything and the only thing that we have to do in return is use the gift. It is our responsibility, when God gives us something, to use it. He doesn' t give us something to just sit on the shelf. My brother was giving my grandmother cleaning supplies--my grandmother was a housewife--she needed those cleaning supplies.

God doesn't give us something that we can't use!!

God doesn't give us something that we can't use!!

God doesn't give us something that we can't use!!!

And not only that, we have to give an account for what we've done with out gift here on earth. I believe the dream was telling me that God has gifted my brother and he needs to use that gift--he needs to give it away so that others can be helped. I believe the dream was also reminding me that my gift is to help others to come to find their gift; my brother needed help with using his gift. So, I have to help...I have to use the gift that God gave me to help my brother because he has a gift also.

Thank God for the gifts.

Father, in the name of Jesus,

I really want to use my gifts for your glory. I want to be obedient to your word, in Jesus name. Amen!

Whores and Nuns

Everytime my friend Sara calls me I get tickled because she calls me Sis Kay and to me it sounds like she's calling me a nun like Sis Mary. I get a kick out of it and I've even told myself that I should become a nun because I'm single, I don't date, I don't have sex and most importantly I love God and want to do and will. I want to help other people find their purpose, do the will of the Father....

This is such a contrast of where I've come from. I can truly say that I have totally changed. Christ has changed me. My MIND is CHANGED. My HEART is CHANGED. My AFFECTIONS have CHANGED.

I am brand new!!!

I used to be a whore.....

Yep, I became sexually active at a young age and it caused me to become promiscuous. Over the years I've kept a list and it's pretty pathethic, but God changed me. I was tired of myself. I was tired of futile relationships. I was tired of being used and misused. I was tired of the emptiness. I wanted loved, I wanted a sense of belonging. I wanted more than empty loneliness. Even when I did fall in love with a guy, he was so different from me. He was such the opposite and I was still lonely, empty. I wanted true love. I still want true passion and I'm working on a passionate relationship with God.

So, I was really bothered when I heard this song on the radio. I'm not even sure who sang it (it was actually a rapper) and he was talking about being born gay and how a person can't change. It saddened me because I am living proof that YOU CAN CHANGE.

Well, you may say that being promiscuous is not the same thing as being gay. Well, I beg to differ. I wasn't just promiscuous....I experienced molestation as a child which caused ************* (I'm too embarrassed to say the rest). And this was when I was a little girl, so I didn't know any better. I had no choice in the matter. Just like a homosexual says they have no control over their affections--they were born that way, I had no control over my body at that young an age. But, it led me to live a diabolical life....I've prostituted myself, I've slept with men, I didn't know what their names were, I met men on the internet and drove hundreds of miles to sleep with them...It was bad and VERY dangerous. God kept me covered!!!!!!

GOD KEPT ME COVERED!!!!!

There are women who have come up murdered meeting men they didn't know. There are women who have contracted HIV being promiscuous. BUT GOD!!!!!!!

HE COVERED ME!!!!!

So, don't let anyone tell you, you can't change. I don't care if they are a celebrity and they are going to be a spokesperson for gay rights. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO BE GAY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE!!!!

I didn't want to be a whore!!! I just didn't know how to govern my body. I didn't know how to handle temptation. Did I like sex?  YES, I didn't just like it, I LOVED IT!!!!! I HAD GOOD SEX TOO!!! BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THAT WAY. Actually, I did, but I got tired of the emptiness and I God gave me a sense of mind to want to change and I DID!!

I couldn't do it myself. GOD DID THIS!!!!

HE CHANGED ME, BUT I HAD A HEART TO CHANGE!!!!

I went from being a whore, to now I feel like a nun!!!! And I'm not made about it either!!!!

I've Lost $55

I CAN'T AFFORD TO LOSE ANY MONEY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?????

OMG, HELP ME LORD!!!!

*update* I found $35, now I need to find the $20.

**update** I found the $20. Thank God!!!!

Who Doesn't LOVE Good Food?

Working my job has given me the opportunity to eat at some fabulous places. I've never done a review on my blog, but the places that I have eaten at are worthy of mention.

Today, I had lunch/dinner at Billy Barooz. I had this:

Hot Ham: Give your taste buds something to love! Buttery grilled sourdough bread filled with thinly sliced cappicola ham, sweet caramelized onions and smoked Gouda cheese 9.49

It was SOOOOO GOOOODDD and the portion was huge. I only at half the sandwich. I had a side of sweet potatoe fries that were PERFECT!!

A couple of weeks ago my boss took us to the Sun Singer. I had this:

Black Bean Burger: A vegetarian burger served on an onion ciabatta roll with chipotle mayo, peppadew peppers, provolone cheese, tomato and lettuce.

 

I was in heaven eating this sandwich. I had a side of roasted beets to go along with the burger. I loved it so much I had to go back. The second time I ordered crab cakes as an appetizer and my toes were twinkling!!!

 

I had Sweet potatoe chilli at Cafe Moxo and another time we went, I had the chicken potpie.

 

I'm am so loving trying these new places!!! 

 

I want to learn how to make ALL OF IT!!!!!

The Rules of the Laundromat

I hate doing laundry. That's no surprise to anyone. So my laundry tends to pile up and up and up until I have no more underwear or socks and I'm wearing the worst outfit that I have because everything else is dirty. I've even gone so far as to buy new underwear and socks because they were all dirty. I think I have about 40 pairs of underwear (not sure if "pair" is the right term because underwear is singular not like a pair of socks)....because of not doing laundry. But, I decided to tackle it this weekend. I have a big bag a laundry that I have not touched since about April. I know that's awful, but my goal was to get it done this weekend.

I went through my routine of pre-treating all of my shirts and dresses with baking soda and vinegar--you know that pesky underarm sweat that makes the underarms of your shirts and dresses stink so badly--yeah, I pre-treat those. I didn' realize I had pre-treated already which was a bad thing (that's another story).

After pre-treating, I let the clothes sit overnight and after church loaded the car up with 3 big bags, a big laundry basket and another small bag. It took me three trips to get it all downstairs. When I got to the laundromat, my plan was to use the mega loaders--they hold up to 8 loads of laundry. One large bag, one basket, and the small bag was going to be put into the mega loader and the two other bags were going to be put in the 3 load machine. But, all 3 of the mega loaders were taken, so I just lined the large bag, laundry basket and small bag in front of the machines across from the mega loader. I wondered to myself how do people know who's in line to use the machine next? I didn't linger on this thought because I was in the next aisle washing the two other bags. I kept an eye on the mega loaders. Every once in a while I'd walk by to see how much time. When it got to be about 5 minutes left I saw some other people bring in bags and bags of black trash bags filled with clothes. I didn' pay too much attention to them. I was keeping my eye on the mega loader. Then as my loads were coming to a finish, I noticed that one lady was taking her clothes out of the mega loader and I was getting ready to go to put mine in, but then the people with all of the black trash bags started loading. I wasn't quite sure so I went around and sure enough they were filling their clothes. 

I had to stop for a minute because the mega loaders take about 45 minutes to wash and I didn't want to wait any longer especially since I had been waiting about 30 minutes and these people had just walked in. In my mind, I said to myself, "I should have put a note on the washer."   I politely told the young lady that I was next in line. "Well, nobody was over here and I didn't know," is what she said with an attitude.

*Breathe*

I DID NOT want to wait another 45 minutes, so I simply went to the staff person and politely explained that I was waiting......

"Yeah, you have to put your clothes in front of the machine if you are in line, " is what she told me. I apologized and told her that I did not know that. I though putting my stuff in front of the machine would be rude. I didn't know what was the rule. The staff person was SO sweet and nice. She offered to wash my clothes in the back FOR FREE!!!  THANK YOU, LORD!!  Not only did she wash them, but she dried them too. WOW!!! That was about $20 in laundry that I got done for FREE.

Thank God!!!

Now I know the rules of the laundromat. Not only do I know the rules, I will NEVER go back on a Sunday. It was packed......

A Charge To Keep

More than anything in the world, I want to please God. Not just from my lips, but in my heart I want to fulfill my purpose which is doing His will. But, I'm lazy sometimes. Working on the Kingdom is work. There is a burden to carry and mantle to put on. I have to adjust my thinking to work in the Kingdom. I have to forget about myself to work in the Kingdom....

And I want to do just that.

So, I have a charge to keep and a God to glorify!!

Our Prophetess has asked us to list individuals who we want to see saved and delivered. I wrote my list. This list is generally the same as the list that was written at the beginning of the year, with an addition of a few people. Marjority of the list is my family. Then the others who I have been praying for. Mister is on the list....My co-worker is on the list. She said that she is agnostic. I happen to believe that God can do anything!! My old boss is on the list and a few young ladies whom I mentor.

I want to be an example to them and I want to help bring them into the Kingdom by the Spirit of the Lord. So, I pray for them, I pray for open opportunities to be a witness to them, I was supposed to meet for lunch with one of the youn laides I mentor, but I'm stuck about 45 miles away from home getting my car worked on so I had to cancel.

I pray for wisdom in how to minister to my family because they can be difficult and challenging.

Before I die, I want to please God and do His will!!!