I'm just sayin...

#SingleGirlAdvice He can't give you all of him if other women still have pieces of him... *shrugs* #ForLoveAlways

Somewhere in the wilderness...

I was sitting on my couch thinking,

"I wonder how Joshua and Caleb felt walking for 40 years on a journey they knew was only 11 days long AFTER already seeing the promised land..."

*sigh*

"At least they had each other..."

...and just that quickly God brought to mind Psalm 27:13-14 - "I had fainted, unless I believed to see the goodness of the Lord IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING. Wait on the Lord: Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen thine heart: wait I say, on the Lord."  

Talk about an attitude adjustment! 

Today, I just want to encourage you to keep going! Keep running, keep fighting and do it with joy. I know it gets tough, trust me I'm walking a narrow road too! I speak from the road, not the promised land. If you believe in God and believe in His word then you must know things will get better. Believe that! There's no reason to be miserable in the wilderness, it might add another year/lap/trial to your journey. For specific prayer requests click the CONNECT tab on the website www.ForLoveAlways.com and fill out the contact form.  I love you and I'm praying for you! #ForLoveAlways

Make it like poetry...

Today I woke up singing "Poetry" by Tamia. I just couldn't get it out of my head. From the first time I heard the song I was in love with it. The melody was beautiful, the vocals were simply amazing, but the lyrics... the lyrics were what touched my heart and won me over!
One of my favorite lines in the song is "Make it like poetry, poetry, poetry... everything wrong you see, make it all right." I distinctly remember thinking, That's the kind of love I want my husband and I to have. I want a love that is not perfect but everything always works out. A love that is so strong that it covers and fixes anything that may not be beneficial to our relationship. A love that outlasts and overcomes any hardship we may face. I want a love like poetry.
You see, in poetry there are many times when you are writing when you just can not find the right words to express how you feel, or even worse, you have the words... they just won't come out right. However, anyone whose been writing for a significant amount of time will tell you if the work is something you're serious about, if you meditate, speak, or even think about those words long enough... more often than not, everything will soon fall into place... and just like the song says: everything wrong, will be made right.
Today, while praying and meditating, it became clear to me that we don't have to wait until God sends us a husband/wife in order to have a life and a love like poetry. Psalms 119:105 reads, "thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and light unto my path." The God we serve has the ability to order out footsteps in His word and even refers to Himself as the way, the truth, and the life. If we do our part by meditating, speaking, and thinking on His word just as a poet would, we can be confident that God will give us lives and love like poetry... where everything that may be wrong will be made right!

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She and I are one in the same...

As I click the blue text that forms the words Post New Blog I take a deep breath knowing that I'm opening the door that I once closed and bolted shut, threw the keys into the fire and walked away like a thug... As the cursor winks at me I begin to fall in love all over again with this place that I grew to fear, each letter being a step further into this utopia. The love is quickly blanketed by the fear of all of the thoughts, memories, and ever afters that I cast away into the sea of forgetfulness. I keep reminding myself to just keep placing one foot in front of the other while simultaneously trying to focus on one single thought out of the millions that are encircling me. As I searched hopelessly for one to dwell upon I seen her. Everything stopped. The room was no longer spinning and my heart was no longer beating but I was still there and she stood before me. The adrenaline, however, remained and screamed to me through the dead silence to run... To be completely honest I wanted to, but I couldn't. There was something about her that kept me there, some weird desire to remain. So I did. I knew she wanted me to speak, I knew her just as well as she knew me, but I refused to speak until spoken to. I am still amazed at how I got to this point. I once controlled this place and everything within it, but somehow along the way I let it grow out of my control... "What brought you here?" The question caught me off guard but was one I knew I would have to face soon enough. For some reason I felt no need to sugar coat or hold back anymore.... So I told her, "HE did." She smiled, that was all she needed to hear. She asked no more questions and I knew I had her. Maybe she didn't really care why I came there, or maybe she just wanted me to admit the truth. At any rate those details mean nothing. What mattered the most was that She and I were now... ME- I got my swag back... Welcome back kid! She whispered. I smiled. Suddenly the room began to spin again and the thoughts returned… She faded away but I knew I still had her with me; she belonged to me again instead of the other way around. I didn't have to remind myself of the one step, two step because before I knew it I was going full force ahead... I wanted to move faster but my fingers and the keyboard were not nearly as advanced as the letters that seemed to meet and mate to form words that stemmed from the millions of thoughts all around me so I just pushed on as fast as my physical would allow. Fear slowly fades to ecstasy and I know I can stop now. There's no more trying, I just am.... I don't have to focus on one thing because I'll do it all... I don't have to run away anymore, I'm running towards. You don't have to come find me, I'll come to you. I can embrace all of it, imperfections and all... So with that said, I have to say Thank you Lord, for showing me...me! It's great to be here!!!

Can you hear me now?

You always tell me you hear me
But do you really
I may not say anything
At least not verbally
But internally
My heart is screaming
Yearning, wanting, pleading...
Please stay, don't go
I need your presence, just a moment more
Nothing else matters
No one else is a factor
All I see is you
I just wish you really knew
Even if I could verbalize
I wonder if you'd realize
That what I say is real
And maybe, the same way, you'd feel
I always say for you I'd travel
Don't need maps, I follow the direction of your heart
but I can not begin my journey
I'm lost and don't know where to start
I wish I could say I hear you
But you seem so far
Your silence is so loud
It makes it difficult to hear your heart
I'm trying to be patient
but my heart can't take the pain
of trying to occupy the vacancy
that clearly bears your name... Nothing else matters, but You!

Okay, that's the end for now I could go on and on but I should really be listening to the lecture in class.

I'm in love with a stripper...

I'm not gonna lie (cuz I believe in keepin it 100) I was completely in love with this song when I heard the remix. I don't listen to secular music as much as I did back in high school so I don't be up to date on music but when I finally heard this song it went hard in my ipod for a while... Lord forgive me, but that inner curiosity started to come out. (read into that what you will...)Lol! But that was quickly settled because I ended up going on a music fast but any way to the point of this post...
My first lady (Pastor's wife) brought up a great point, many of us would never admit to being in love with a stripper and even though we sing the song the reality would never be comfortable publicly claiming a relationship of this sort (although I'm aware some of us would). Despite this fact many of us are, indeed, in love with strippers (or have been at some point in time). How many people have been in love with someone who has made you feel like you weren't worth anything or made you feel as if no matter how much you gave and gave you still weren't enough. We enter into relationships with people that strip us of our pride, self-esteem, morals, etc... every single day.

So my question to you is, are you in love with a stripper?

Thee Best...

Over the last few years I've done a lot of growing and a lot of changing. As I look back I used to be a hot mess, and have blossomed into a young woman that was a very long process but as reflecting on all of those lovely memories there seems to be something in the middle of all of them, My Best... She has had my back through so much, she has seen me at my best and at my worse and she tells it like it is (even when it is the last thing I want to hear) if it's what I need to hear. My best just came to visit and left today, I always hate it when she leaves because it's like we're missing out on so much of each other's lives but we're both about our business so it's a necessary thing to do. I just wanted to take the time to acknowledge how much I love her and appreciate all she is to me, ride or die (even after the wheels fall off)...

This one's for you:
"don't know what I'd ever do without you, from the beginning to the end. You've always been here right beside me, so I'll call you my best friend. Through the good times and the bad ones, whether I lose or if I win... I know one thing that never changes, and that's you as my best friend..."

Thanks to A.K-M.