This year I decided to participate in the Ukrop's 10k and the training that they offer.  Training sessions are usually every Saturday morning and then they give you a schedule to follow during the week to help build up your strength, speed, and endurance.  Well, as you know today is Saturday and it's rainy.  So you know my flesh wanted to stay in my bed and sleep but I woke up to my alarm at 6:30 A.M. and really contemplated not going.  I even went as far as texting my friend girl to see if our group was still training in the rain.  However, after no response from her I reached out to my training group on their Facebook training page but still no answer.  I then sat on my sofa and went back and forth about going.  After a short while, I got up and began getting dressed. Before I knew it I was at the 10k training session.  Well, once I arrived at the session we warmed up and we started on our four mile journey.  As I was running, I noticed ...

As I was traveling home from my work out a couple of weeks ago I felt God speaking to my heart in regards to my lack of submission to my husband when it came to certain things.  At first when he was speaking I thought maybe these were just my own thoughts as I could not understand why I would be thinking about such a topic after a hard core workout.  However, God kept the subject before  me even days later.  He began to show me my heart as it related to submission.  The Lord was showing me how I viewed submission in such a negative manner because of the examples I had before me in growing up.  The leading ladies in my life whether married or single always felt like they needed to have control over every aspect of their lives not depending or relying on a man. In addition to that, I grew up in a single parent home, where I learned to totally rely on SELF and no one else.  I watched my mother work several jobs and when something had to be fixed or repair...

So during my devotion time I studied out of the book of Luke chapter 8 verses 9-15.   This  passage gave insight on the seed of God and described the different soil your seed has potential to fall upon.  It defined seed as being the word of God and it broke down and spoke on the four types of hearts (soil) the seed would fall upon. The first described is the seed that falls on the road, which is when one hears the word, but no sooner then they hear the enemy comes and snatches it from them so they don't believe.  The next one is the seed that falls in the gravel, which happens when one is super enthusiastic about what they heard but the enthusiasm doesn't run very deep. It's only another fad and the moment there is trouble, it's gone.  Then there is the seed that falls on weeds which happens when one hears the word but then the seed is crowded out and nothing comes of it, so people go about their lives worrying about tomorrow, making money, and having fun. ...

Wow! It has definitely been a while since my last post, but I'm more focused and determined to do God's will like never before.  This New Year's my hubby and I, along with our two children, spent it in our church home with other family in friends.  It was such an amazing time as I felt led by God to re-dedicate my life to The Lord.  I felt like God was telling me that he wanted to elevate me to the next level of my spiritual walk, but in order for me to get to that point I had to submit and recommit myself to Him. Over the past year, I have been tried and tested.  I was pregnant for most of the year and during that time, though very different from the first time, I found myself at some points very overwhelmed and saddened, wondering how my husband and I would take care of not just one child but two.  During that time I also felt like I was at a stand still with my walk with God.  I think I felt this way because for the entire first trimester I was really ...

On the eve of my 31 st birthday, I’m sitting alone in my hotel room that I’ll be in for the majority of the week for work with a window that faces the roof of a neighboring building with the brightly lit signage of a Best Buy and a Wendy’s in the distance.  I’ve just finished a barbacoa bowl at a Chipotle that I walked to at a mall across the street after having a needed workout at the Bally’s next door.  My thoughts consume me as I remember a promise to my wife that I would guest write a blog on her website.  The only thing I can think of is a tall, metal sliding board.             The metal sliding board that I remember is no longer in the place that I remember it, I really don’t even know what is in its place now, probably something safer, something plastic and shorter in stature; something that won’t burn your butt when it’s hot or not even allow you to slide for that matter.  It doesn’t matter, it’s not...

So, I know I have not posted in a while, but over the last 6 months of 2011 God was taking me through a process of faith.  During that time my husband was laid off of his job and I had just started a new job as a Program Coordinator for a Therapeutic Day Treatment program.  Before I started that job, I had been laid off of a job I worked for a little over 3 years, so I looked at the opportunity as a blessing from God because it was presented to me at a time when I was on the verge of being unemployed.  However, once I started the position I began to realize after a short time that this was not the position for me, as I did not like how the company was run and the amount of responsibility that was placed on me.  Despite the dislike for the position, I refused to go to God with any complaints because after all He opened a door of employment for me when I learned from my previous employer that my position was being phased out.  For a while I just prayed and fed mys...

So, I decided to write a blog on my marriage of five years.    The reason I have chosen to blog about this topic is because during that time I experienced a significant amount of marital and personal growth.  As some of you may have noticed via facebook and/or twitter, my husband and I celebrated five years of marriage on July 15, 2011.  My husband and I got married at the age of 25 years old.  Since then a lot has transpired.  We have worked through a lot of challenging times and rejoiced in the good.  I can honestly say that despite the challenging moments in our marriage we have still experienced great love and growth with one another.  As a woman that was raised by a single mother, I was not afforded the opportunity to see a marriage relationship in the home setting.  Now, I am not saying that in order for a marriage to work you must have grown up in a home where there was a functioning marriage, but I do feel t...

For so long, I struggled with fear in so many different areas of my life, that it had become a natural part of me.  At first it started with being afraid of sleeping in complete darkness, then it escalated to fear of speaking in front of crowds of people, and then fear of losing certain loved ones in my life.  Fear had gripped me to the point where any time I would have job interviews, especially for positions that I really desired, I would panic and become so fearful that I would get tongue tied, as if I did not prepare for the interview.  Over time it became so bad that I stopped applying for positions that I felt would consist of intimidating interviews.  In addition, fear began to hinder the plan and purpose God intended for me to walk, as I would even allow the enemy to stop me from testifying to the goodness and mercy of God.  The enemy would always play on my thoughts making me believe that I would sound dumb or stupid if I got up to give thanks...

I know I have not written anything in awhile, but over the past month I have been allowing God to reveal, restore, and transition me into the woman He purposed me to be.  With that being said, I recently celebrated my one year naturalversary and wanted to share my natural story with you. On July 7, 2010 I decided to take the road less traveled and go completely natural.  Prior to that decision, I had been transitioning for about 6 months.  I believe the seed was planted in me back in 2009 when I became pregnant with my son and I made up in my mind that I wanted to offer him a chemical (Perm) free body to reside in for the 9 months he spent growing in my belly.  During that time I wore my hair in braids.  The braids were cool, as it allowed me the freedom to get up and go.  However, once my son was born, I was over the braids and wanted to wear my real hair out.  Once I took my braids out, my desire to continue on with the natural p...