Day 233: Being Right

August 19, 2016August 20, 2016 / EYHCS

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No human is ever 100% right all the time. None of the prophets were 100% right all of the time. The disciples were not 100% right all the time. It is okay to be wrong sometimes, for it is where our humility lives.

Jesus was even corrected at least once according to the written account of his time with the disciples.

Our mistake is thinking when we find or learn we are wrong that we should hide it. Instead, acknowledge it, embrace it, learn from it, and then let it go.

You are not God even though you were made in his image. An image is rarely an exact replication of the original.

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Day 232: Children of God

August 18, 2016August 14, 2016 / EYHCS

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The wise one knows when they find themselves offended they need to search their heart and not the offender’s words, motives, or actions.

As children of God, we are required to control our body, or thoughts, and our tongue. So, why do we always turn outward instead of inward when the offense comes?

The offense is a sign there is something we need to work on and that does not begin on the perimeter.

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Day 231: Butter & Fire

August 17, 2016August 14, 2016 / EYHCS

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My intent is never to do harm. Yet, if you sit butter next to a fire, it will melt.

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Day 230: Skilled Electrician

August 16, 2016August 13, 2016 / EYHCS

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Sometimes you have to rewire your life to figure out where the short is.

I am becoming a skilled electrician.

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Day 229: People of Faith

August 15, 2016August 13, 2016 / EYHCS

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As people of Faith, we occasionally endure situations or people unnecessarily. I surmise we confuse longsuffering with the power of faith.

Jesus experienced longsuffering as he prepared the disciples to carry on his God News Message.

Yet, he cursed the stubborn fig tree refusing to bear fruit and suffered no more.

In both cases, neither were ready to produce. Neither had reached the time for return on investment.

Yet, the disciples were allowed to continue on so the message would be carried forth. The fig tree writhed up and died never to birth another fig.

Sometimes we have to condition our mind to understand some situations and some people unwilling to move must be left, because even though it is not their time, it is our time.

That’s why many are called, but few are chosen.

My experience shows the chosen rely mostly on Faith and less on timing.

Faith in understanding being called has more to do with being willing than being ready.

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Day 228: Leaders

August 14, 2016August 13, 2016 / EYHCS

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The thing about being a leader is they always cross over the finish line. The crowd just watches them cross. Leaders are focused on attaining the goal. The crowd is focused on watching every move of the finisher.

Leaders don’t worry about the onlookers. They have mapped out the path to the finish line. The onlookers may see what a leader does, but not understand why the leader does it!

And, seeing without understanding makes it an emulation and not an experience.

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Confession Moment: Keeping it 100%

August 13, 2016August 13, 2016 / EYHCS

I have not done one in this series for some time. Not sure if it is a matter of I have not needed to or I have not wanted to. In any respect, it does not really matter. The point is I have a confession. Not a deep dark confession, just a confession about something a friend and I have been conversing about of late.

The year is 2016. It has been a great year. I continue to reaffirm who I am with each new challenge, I find an opportunity.

Overall, I do not have many complaints. But then again, even in my darkest of hours, I rarely did.

Life is too short to spend it doing anything you do not want to do, unless, you have to do it in order to get where you want or need to be.

This particular mindset I began to harness a few years back has really supported my steps throughout 2016. I am eternally grateful for anyone and everyone who created or presented a situation where I had to challenge, defend, and sustain my personal identity of self.

With that being said, I recently entered the dating scene. Which brings me to the reason for this confession moment. I had two serious relationships in my life. Combined they span across two decades of my said life. I am not proud or ashamed of this fact. It is just a factual part of my history.

Others I have met have not been able to wrangle a few years into a single relationship, let alone a decade or two. This is not a slight or a commendation. It is just a factual part of their history.

Neither of us has a right to place judgment on the other’s choices. We do not know the other players (most of the time). We do not know what glued or severed the ties even when one of us expresses our side of our perspective lives. We just do not know, because in some cases our perspective is only as good as our knowledge on the matter {food for thought}.

But, we carry on in search of “the one” or in some cases “the ones”. Real talk, I have seen far more than I ever expected and lived far more than a part of me every wanted. And, I have enjoyed it all.

Yet, there is a trend happening in the dating arena of 2016 that is truly blowing my mind. It is not the swapping of partners like we swap out dirty or wet socks. It is not the randomness of connectivity so many of choose to settle for in place of permanence. It is not the increase of sexually transmitted diseases for those in my age range at an alarming if not terrifying rate. If I am honest and reflectively look at history, none of these are new trends. In fact, they are a continuation of the old guard.

In fact, it is probably the number one reason so many couples actually settle or convince themselves the current one is the right one.

But a particular trend goes against my basic understanding of couplings of two individuals into one partnership. The station in-and-of-itself is not a station to be ashamed of. All of us at one time in our life have been there. But being there before instead of while during a relationship raises some serious questions about one’s priorities in life.

The station is unemployment or as the true wordsmith would say, “between jobs”. The result is the same. The station creates a situation where basic survival comes into question often, especially, in our moments of silence.. To be honest, for some of us on the other side of the line, it still comes into question every time we sit down to pay bills. But, my point is I am all for seeking joy, finding purpose, being open to whatever, or just looking for companionship. One should not be alone, unless, one chooses to be. However, being unemployed without any real source of income automatically raises the red flag.

Relationships require commitment. It is not always easy even when it is easy to let someone in or figuring someone out. For most of us, no matter how over it is with the last or how new it is to the next, we have been changed simply by the experience of someone else in our lives. I know I have.

Besides, all the emotions one experiences during a new relationship, imagine the compounding nature of such emotions with those one feels during the station of unemployment. Self-worth comes into question. Position in comparison to friends is present. The ability to provide for one’s children or family is also there. And, these are just a few of the soft internal battles hanging out in the station of unemployment.

Personally, if you do not have self together, why on Earth would you seek to bring someone else in on all that turmoil, anguish, and moments of desperation.

It is not just a matter of keeping it 100%. It is a matter of being 100%.

{Exhales}

EYHCS

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Day 184: Precious Moments

July 2, 2016June 29, 2016 / EYHCS

I did not pick the planters pot.
I did not pick the seeds.
I did not determine the soil.
I did not lay the seeds in the chosen soil.
Nor did I pack the soil upon the freshly laid seeds.
I was not there for the germination stage.
I did not witness the first leaves grow.
At the time, I did not even know.
I was a little more than a small shrub back then.

The seeds became buds.
The buds fought to become flower,
Under all the April showers.
The flowers became fruit from the original root.
I felt like pollen with each passing bloom.
Or maybe the bee seen darting through the room.

I will never be the original potter.
I will never be able to recall the plants first blooms.
Yet, I do know how the plant became a tree.
I did witness the fallen leaves.
I did witness the painful struggles as one limb became two.
I did enjoy the transformation.

And, one day the trees’ seeds will create more plants with hopes of becoming bigger trees.

It is my experience with the circle of life.
Oh, what a wonderful life.

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Day 182: The Living Shrine

June 30, 2016June 29, 2016 / EYHCS

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If you are constantly living off past accomplishments, you are not living, at all.

In fact, you have created a living shrine and shrines are for the dead.

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Day 165: As A Writer – the Real Tragedy

June 13, 2016June 17, 2016 / EYHCS

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Year one of my blog I attempted to write daily. I was more successful at times than others.

Year two I actually managed to write almost daily for a large part of the year.

Year three, I realized, I could not make the same commitment as other bloggers and set out to post at least once a month.

Last month was the first month I missed my mark. I didn’t stop writing, I just stopped posting. I go through these periods where I want to hold on to the drops of knowledge streaming from my mine. Eventually, I release them, once I feel they have germinated long enough to sprout and bloom.

I enjoy writing. I enjoy your comments and likes I think more than I realized I would. Sometimes, we have to hold onto ourselves a little longer so we remain whole, especially, as artists.

Artists create from experience.

Artists divulge secret thoughts in their artistry.

Artists are transparently exposed to the elements of the audiences’ minds, preconceptions, and suppositions.

Some of these elements are true and others not so much.

What prompts me to write today is a need to release in a form I have come to find solace.

My writing rejuvenates my soul.

I know people are hurting today by yet another demonstration of targeted misplaced hatred.

I recognize many are searching for answers and for some those answers will never come.

I appreciate the pause the nation, if not the world, has taken to grieve the senseless loss of life.

I mourn the slain.

I pray for their families, their friends, their love ones, and the love ones they will never have.

The tragedy is tragic.

The incident deserves space in our hearts, in our minds, in our thoughts, and yes, in our conversations.

My issue is not with the events.

My issue is with the reaction.

And, for some it may seem callous.

I confess, I questioned myself.

I wondered if living in this world has desensitized me in ways I do not understand.

I wondered if my anger at what I can only classify as debilitating thinking is right.

Am I wrong for cringing when I hear a person say “they no longer feel safe”?

It is extremely difficult to stomach, when it comes from a person of faith.

What is this weird concept of safety? We are only as safe as the intentions and dedication of someone else to harm us or themselves. Of course, there are things we can do to mitigate the threats to our safety, but living means we all live with a certain level of uncertainty. It’s called life. We seem to love creating boogeymen so we have a reason to raise our voices and be heard. Or close our doors and not be seen. Pick your prison!

“I’m screaming inside, because it would be impolite and disruptive to do so on the outside, “Hello, who do we put our trust in?” “What world do you live in?” “How can you proclaim power and cower every time darkness breaches the ‘Circle of Life”?”

As a writer, words build bridges.

As a writer, words tear down walls.

As a writer, words lift up dreams.

As a writer, words silence nightmares.

As a writer, words speak for the mute.

As a writer, words invoke change.

As a writer, words are eternally hopeful.

I guess what I’m saying is the situation in Orlando, in our nation, in our universe can breathe darkness in the shallowly places of our lands. In these times, we often lament about the incident long enough to allow time to pass before the next great tragedy. I am not here to take away someone else’s method of coping. If this is how one needs to cope, cope on.

I simply find myself frustrated with the lack of depth of our arguments, of our comments, or our display of power the size of a toothpick in an EF5 tornado.

Deeply Sadden and Frustrated,

EYHCS

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Day 47: Recognizing Closure

February 16, 2016February 15, 2016 / EYHCS

At some point the battle has to be over.

Even Jesus said, “It is finished!”

And, he came for whosoever.

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Day 46:We Are Creators

February 15, 2016February 15, 2016 / EYHCS

Don’t like mess. Don’t be messy.

Don’t like stress. Don’t create stress.

Don’t want drama. Don’t be dramatic.

Don’t like noise. Don’t be noisy.

We create what we are. And, we become who we see.

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Day 44: Emotional Hostage

February 13, 2016February 12, 2016 / EYHCS

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Have you ever been an emotional hostage?

Would you know?

I didn’t.

What does one look like, you ask?

How do we identify one, you ponder?

The answer is elusive.

How can you be an emotional hostage if you possess no real emotions?

Where can I find one, you inquiry?

Hopelessness colored by glossy eyes, chirper ideas, and silent tears.

Where’s the mirror?

Whose reflection is that?

Yours declares the heart.

I never knew I was an emotional hostage until one day I wasn’t.

I never knew I packed away my emotions until the movers unpacked them.

I never knew the other side of me until we were free.

I never knew I just needed to make it through.

Then one day, I stopped speaking to prevent the reactions of others.

Then one day, I stopped living to curtail the viciousness of others.

Then one day, I stopped dressing a certain way to conform to others.

Then one day, became another day instead of someday before today.

I didn’t know my ability to shield had shielded my emotional prison from myself…

until speaking didn’t curtail my living.

I just didn’t know.

But I do now.

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Day 43: I Am Beautiful

February 12, 2016February 12, 2016 / EYHCS

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I am beautiful.

No really, I am beautiful.

I am not just saying, “I am beautiful”.

I meant it, I am beautiful.

I am not beautiful alone due to the color of my skin.

I am not beautiful alone due to the contours of my face.

I am not beautiful alone due to the hues in my eyes.

I am not beautiful alone due to the curves of my hips.

My curvatures do make me sexy, but not beautiful.

I am beautiful, because my heart is pure.

I am beautiful, because my soul is lithe.

I am beautiful, because my words are serene.

I am beautiful, because my thoughts are motivational.

I am beautiful, because my tongue is inspirational.

I am beautiful.

No really, I am beautiful.

I am not just saying, “I am beautiful”.

I meant it, I am beautiful.

I am not beautiful alone due to the declarations of others.

I am not beautiful alone due to the color in my cheeks.

I am not beautiful alone due to my locks of hair.

I am not beautiful alone due to the bounciness of my breasts.

The bounciness in my breasts do make me exterior more attractive, but not beautiful.

I am beautiful, because I monitor what I spiritually eat.

I am beautiful, because I hold no malicious intentions against anyone.

I am beautiful, because I uplift even when I need to downshift.

I am beautiful, because even in acts of defense the goal is security and not annihilation.

I am beautiful.

No really, I am beautiful.

I am not just saying, “I am beautiful”.

I meant it, I am beautiful.

Are you?

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Day 4: The Mental Course of Success & Failure

January 4, 2016January 3, 2016 / EYHCS

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There are two types of people. The first type always seeks out the mistakes. The second type always seeks out the solutions. One of these will always succeed. The other will always have a reason why they did not.

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