This mantra, in summary, is the essence of my heart. Food, prayer, and love share an intertwining bond in my soul. Life seems to throw a lot of overwhelming growth opportunities my way. During those times, my passions are pruned. Those opportunities have inspired me to write this blog.
This morning I cooked Cornish hens, stuffing, broccoli, and homemade sweet potato fries. I believe it boosted my self-esteem to cook that. I have never attempted such a recipe! The entire meal was a random aspiration. Most of the meal came out the way I expected, but I was disappointed in the fries. I did not spray my pan with oil. Consequently, I learned to spray my baking pan. The fries stuck to the pan. They did not have the texture I wanted. When I cleaned the raw hens, I became disgusted. I began to quote the bible as a reaction to my yucky feelings. The meal turned out well despite the mushy fries. I guess it is a recipe that I will have to perfect. When the meal was finished, I sat down to eat in the living room with a cold glass of water in my right hand. Before I ate, I stopped to look at the food and water on the table. I felt serenity.
P.S. I poured olive oil over the hens as they baked. It smelled so good!!
I laid down. I started to ponder my life and went into an unexpected depression. I called someone I knew. She helped me to notice that I was really grieving! Later on, I went to the library to return a DVD. While I was there, I listened to music on the computers. I read in Jesus Calling about being still in God’s presence as a response to hard times. I listened to all of my favorite songs or songs I felt lead to hear. I realized some important things. God spoke to me and fed me. Somehow, that crazy meditation was right! I got strong from being in God’s presence! I found myself singing and practicing songs as I left the library. I was even lead to some scripture that gave me hope! I was reminded of the very important principle of walking. I do not need to rush through life. I won’t get very far running all of the time. If I make a mistake or fall, I can get back up. I was also reminded to NEVER SAY DIE! I was told that growing up. I always believed that. I never let it go.
P.S. Sometimes life may get you down but you better hold your ground! Can’t nobody live your life, but you! Stay true to who you are, and always follow your heart!- Cheetah Girls (A quote from “Girl Power”)
P.S.S. That song Be Grateful from the Black Nativity soundtrack still gets me! It’s something about the background singers! Oh my gosh! =)
P.S.S.S. I love Kierra Sheard’s song flaws and I watched the Mary’s song “God in me” … maybe that’s why I love them. I can see the God in them! 🙂 Ahhhh the Mary’s, Mali Music, and Lecrae? Gotta love em! Don’t get me started on EC (thinks about the I Luh God video! lol) =)
Here is a strange one. I am a huge fan of purity and celibacy in young people, but that is not what I want to write about. I want to write about loving your neighbor and loving others in the community. I got inspired by a Proverbs 31 spoken word video. The woman who delivered the message talked about unity, something about our communities, and something about all glory to God opportunities! I liked it. Someone recently told me about being an ambassador for Christ. I did not know what the heck that meant, but what came to mind was spreading love. I am big on loving my neighbor as myself. I do not have to like you, but I do have to love you. Sometimes if I am spiritually fit enough to look past my own resentments, I can look at someone with what I like to call “love googles”. Someone said that it was a state of forgiveness. No matter how a person behaves or how I feel, all I see is God’s creation. I fall in love with God all over again lol. I am also a big fan of self-care. I also think of a song called “Mistreating Me” by Leela James. If my tank is low or running on E, I cannot be in someone’s face. I will only do what is required of me to not be rude. Other than that, I need to take care of myself. I love self-care!
Sincerely Written By: Rachel Udeh- Jackson