Who Was That Girl

 

I would see her every day in front of my building, wandering looking lost – yet I was enjoying my freedom;

She looked homeless, without friends – yet I was enjoying my freedom.

Did she have family she could call on – while I was busy enjoying my freedom?

I would get home from work, exhausted from a hard day’s work and there she was looking lost and hungry – yet I was enjoying my freedom.

The night would fall and there she was looking just as distraught as she did yesterday – yet I was enjoying my freedom.

I would often mention her to my friends – as if I had come to know her, yet I never spoke a word to her; you see I was enjoying my freedom.

There were days I would see her and become so angry – but I was enjoying my freedom.

This young lady was ever growing on me, my thoughts began to get consumed by her every day as I arrived home;  who was she, what could I say to her that she would hea – I wanted her to experience my freedom.

I would see her walking, standing or just looking lost – but either I was too busy, it was too cold, it was too late in the day, it was too dark, she wasn’t ready for my conversation; I had something more important to do; I’ll check in with her the next time I see her –I was too busy enjoying my freedom.

Where had she gone, I realized she was  no longer roaming the streets where I lived – what happened to her;  was she in the hospital, was she laying in a dark place unable to call for help – I had now become Concerned

When I told this story to a few gentlemen who were selling items from their local church they strongly suggested I yield to the Spirit and talk to her because she may be getting ready to leave this world…

I was too late, I never saw her again, I searched for her day after day; week after week; I left clothes for her on the banister, I prayed for her – I was no longer too busy enjoying my freedom – yet I felt such a colossal sense of loss especially since I was perspicacious about this woman who I had never met or spoken to I had  never, could never or simply just refused to take just a few minutes of my freedom to say hello, how are you, can I help – I was like you too before I started enjoying my freedom

I never dismiss that small voice that directs to me a stranger – some folk get angry with me, some are afraid for me – some question if that is why I’m here… I just know that every time I yield I get a sweet sense that He is with me.

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The Best Chain Letter

 

Chain Letter

You find yourself in a place on your journey where it appears everything is falling down all around you.  Relationships are breaking apart, you lost your job, the dog died, your husband or wife is cheating, the children appear to have lost their mental capacities.  The hallway of decisions your options appear dim or non-existent and seems like you just can’t get a breakthrough.  Then you hear the notification sound of a new email, or the chime of Facebook Messenger with that “hopeful” message directed at you either by a friend or a group – they usually go a little like this:

 

  1. If you are not afraid to say you love Jesus, type Amen
  2. The picture of thousands of dollars labeled your finances will be over tomorrow, if you type Amen
  3. God will open a big door for whoever types Amen and Shares the post
  4. Please don’t scroll without typing Amen
  5. In the next 24 hours God will Bless you with Plenty of Money if you type Amen and forward to 10 people

 

Chain Letter Do This

 Or the chain letter that reads –

“Do this and that will happen and if you don’t something else negative will happen.

 

 

 

 

 

Chain Letters, or Chain Mail, is a movement where a person sends a message to one person, while at the end of the message declaring that the reader must send the letter to however many participants to avoid a negative outcome or achieve a positive one.  Upon receiving thousands of chain letters and having worked at increasing my relationship with God.  Which also means understand the words in the Bible, the authors, and asking for guidance on the application and understanding of the message, I began to understand these “other messages” did not line up with scripture.  I am 1000% sure that God’s blessings, mercy and grace are not based on how many times a chain letter, gif or meme is shared with instructions.  Secondly 2 Peter 1:20 – 21 states: Knowing this first of all, that no prophecy of Scripture comes from someone’s own interpretation. For no prophecy was ever produced by the will of man, but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit. One’s faith should be in God’s not in the “send, paste comment or share if like and believe” button(s).  Galatians 3:26 For in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith. Number 4 seek the Kingdom first, not a chain letter for all your blessings – Matthew 6:33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

 

Chain Letter Bank RollI saw a meme the other day it read, “Where in the bible does it say to type Amen?”  I replied, “It does not – but I can show where it speaks to witchcraft, idolatry etc. Chain letters, and bullying memes ARE a form of witchcraft and sorcery.  They can lead one to believe that if they type “Amen” a bank roll will appear in 3 days after they send it to 10 people.  More importantly it takes the power away from God; He is the ultimate supplier of things we need, He said He will supply our needs.  If need $325 to make my rent payment I need ONLY to trust Him, when or if I type “Amen” to the bank roll I am in essence saying a few things.  (1) I have no faith; (2) I have not faith in God; (3) I don’t trust that God will supply all my needs; (4) I actually want more than I need; the list goes on.

“I, the LORD, am your God,
who brought you out of the land of Egypt, that place of slavery.
You shall not have other gods besides me.
You shall not carve idols for yourselves in the shape of anything in the sky above
or on the earth below or in the waters beneath the earth;
you shall not bow down before them or worship them.

 

Let’s look at the definition of the word Amen. It is a word used in the Bible to express a solemn approval and agreement with a statement. It is often used at the end of prayers. It is used a total of 59 times: 28 in the Old Testament and 31 times in the New Testament. At first glance one might think, hmm well I agree with the statement in meme or the chain letter so why not type Amen?   Because! the Lord said I brought you out of the land of (slavery, bad marriages, physical abuse, drug addiction, emotional abuse, mental abuse, sleeplessness, unemployment, homelessness, denial, the fire, loneliness, pain and suffering, demanding job requirements, overbearing mother, lying, stealing, worrying, anger and depression, settling for less, insatiableness, adultery, self-pain, self-hate, cancer, alcoholism, fornication, poverty ( whatever is or was your Egypt ), which means that He is the only one with the power remove the evil, and provide salvation and deliverance in your life.  If you follow the instructions on the chain letter or the meme you are giving those words power over your life, if you are not giving it to God, then you’re giving to Satan!

 
In Matthew 6: 23 – 25 we read:

…23But if your vision is poor, your whole body will be full of darkness.
If then the light within you is darkness, how great is that darkness!
one can serve two masters: Either he will hate the one and love the other,
or he will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and money.
25Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink;
or about your body, what you will wear.
Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? …

 In Deuteronomy 18:9-14 we read:

“When you come into the land which the LORD your God gives you,
you shall not learn to follow the abominable practices of those nations.
There shall not be found among you any one who burns his son or his daughter as an offering,
anyone who practices divination, a soothsayer, or an augur, or a sorcerer, or a charmer,
or a medium, or a wizard, or a necromancer.
For whoever does these things is an abomination to the LORD;
and because of these abominable practices the LORD your God is driving them out before you.

 

Now the God of peace be with you all. Amen.

 

 

MsConcerned

 

 

 

 

Gifts and Character

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An unknown author of the Book of Isiah said “When the enemy shall come in like a flood, the Spirit of the Lord shall lift up a standard against him.”

Well personally the enemy came like a flood and is trying to wash away my provisions. When I rose this morning, I had a talk with the Lord, even though He had already told me of things to come, (being human) I asked again instead of just giving thanks; ok you might say it was a lack of faith to ask again for help instead of giving thanks – I get that. Anywho I received an invite to watch Kenny Matthews this morning on Periscope. I usually don’t watch all invites but this morning while I was reading Psalms I decided to check it out.

His message was your gift will get you that which is for you; your character will help you maintain it. God is so amazing even if and when our faith falters – He has so much grace and mercy to dish out to all those that don’t deserve it, He saw need to sprinkle a little more on my path this morning.

Thank you Lord and Kenny Matthews for being a vessel this morning.

Finding Your Purpose

Purpose Defined Over the years, I’ve always thought to myself, “why am I here?”. It wasn’t to be a life time soldier in the US Marine Corp, three years was forced sufficient (Mommy said I had to come home and not re-enlist – had to listen to mommy since I had no identity). I thought I would close mortgages for Merrill Lynch, three years was sufficient (considering they relocated to Florida). I suppose I was in that dark hallway searching for a light – you see I lost my identity as a student, and as a soldier.  After losing my job as a loan closer for Merrill Lynch I moved further away from the light.  During the years I worked for Merrill Lynch I was so full of pride and ego that I actually thought when asked by others, where was I employed, I thought bright blinking lights were shining behind my head – “She’s a Loan Closer at Merrill Lynch – Yes She’s Some BigWig”.  I continued to fall into a black hole, I had no guidance, I didn’t know that as  I traveled the Bus of Life that I was never alone, but it sure felt like it.   Every stop along the way I would find a job and claim that as my identity; the position I had defined who I was.  I never looked for a job at a place where I could “belong” or that had a vision that I cared about.  I looked for a job that would give me definition by the corporation’s name brand (if you will).  When we come across a word we are not familiar with we go to the dictionary, I was unfamiliar with Wendy and never had the gumption to find a “living dictionary” to help me connect the dots of my scattered outline of myself.

Then “he” comes along, looking rather handsome and I fall in love.  He proposes, we get married and finally, Wendy is defined.  The marriage has now taken away all the guilt of having a child out of wedlock, it has validated that of all the men I was involved with I could become someone’s wife.  I could now have a “home”, a father for my child, my mother will now love me and my father will not see me as his little lost girl.  Thirteen years later when the marriage fell apart, my “identity” fell apart too, and I literally lost my mind.

It has taken a few years to recover from that pain.   Still searching, I asked questions to my friends, family members, and professors, how do I find my purpose, what is my purpose.  Clergy folk suggested I pray and ask God what my gift is… gift I’m looking for something a little more than a gift.  After achieving 2 Masters degrees I thought this is it, I’m going to New York and get myself a $200K a year job and raise my head higher than my neck and then I will have arrived!  Well the story didn’t quite go like that. I went to New York at only $75K and had to leave because I felt the house of cards falling down at home in Connecticut (that was the beginning of the divorce drama).  I thought about self-employment, I am the owner of a newly formed consulting company which is still taking shape, in other words, no income!

… One day many years ago I had a conversation with my dad, he said to me, “Wendy when you get up in the morning and have to think twice about going to work, it’s time to go.”  Several jobs later I was still searching for that job that I did not have to think twice about or that filled my egotistical needs.  At the end of my rope, years had gone by women are CEOs, COOs, VP, etc., etc., I’m still an African American Woman with no purpose, no identity.  In 1998 a woman told me I needed to write a book about my life.  I thought ok, I started the book, and subsequently I have been given the same message “you should write a book” a hundred times. I was on a phone interview and the employer said to me, “I want to read your book when you finish writing it”, I was floored surely our conversation included nothing about me emotionally only my work ethics and what I thought I could do for the company.  Each time I start to write on the book, my life has a sense of purpose (I can still revert to I need to have substantial income), when I’m centered and writing, I feel a sense of calmness and peace within; this overrides the necessity of feeding my ego.  Of course, being human I tend to deviate from writing (my primary purpose) and think perhaps I need to verbalize my book – there’s something to be said about obedience…

Have I found my purpose, absolutely!  Years ago I started working as a Substitute Teacher in my home state.  I told my network of friends what I was about to embark on and their eyebrows raised and they informed me the school, I was going to work in was one of the worst schools in town.  The next morning, I rise and go to work, the first hour, I hear every profane word known to man.  I was called several names, none of which I will write here, I had doors slammed in my face, I saw fighting, gambling, sexual perversion – you name it and I had 6 hours to go.   I was in, hook-line-and sinker, I LOVED it.  I reached down inside and pulled my painful experiences up and out and began to talk to the children, I didn’t scream or shout.  I made them look me in the eye when they talked to me, I gave them the freedom to ask real life questions and I gave myself some freedom to share some personal information about my Bus Ride through this thing called life.  When I met them where they were, they slammed the door open to the possibility that I could be trusted, I would listen and I could hear them.  I don’t make 100K or 75K doing this, but I have the most awesome stories to share when I get home.  I don’t mind getting up in the morning and I never question is this right for me.  Lastly, if I were independently wealthy I would volunteer – that is my definition of Purpose, what do you love doing and would do it for free?

My Purpose is to help guide one through the hallway…

 

MsConcerned

 

 

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BRown SKin

06-15-15-dolezal-1 Took me a long time to love and appreciate my “Brown skin”.  Growing up in the projects and finding myself in a predominately “white” high school was not shocking to me or my system.  You see I didn’t know I didn’t like my “Brown skin”.  As a child I had a “Barbie Doll”, she was thin had long blond hair and pretty little pink lips.  Hell I thought that “beautiful”.   Needing my hair to be bone straight I wouldn’t use grease because I wanted it to “move” like my “white” cohort members.  I vividly and painfully remember coming out of the shower one day singing, “I can’t get off my horse…” with the towel wrapped around my wet hair.  I was swinging my head around as if the towel was my hair when all of a sudden to my horror, my brother had snatched that towel off my head and replied to my melody with, “you shouldn’t have never got up there.”  He was so “Black” and down with “Pubic Enemy”.  He understood what it meant to not have any of his mentors on “postage stamp”.

It was imperative that when engaged in speech I sounded “proper” and used the correct word, tense devoid of anything that would identify me as “Brown”.  I prided myself on the feedback I received from “Brown” skinned people who found it so amazing that I sounded, “white”.   I even took great joy in watching the reaction of “white” folk that I had the intense pleasure of meeting after talking with the person over the phone.  You see I wasn’t as “Black” as my brother and what I though was cute — had some grave undertones that I was not aware of as young “Brown” teenager.

  1. I suspect it’s okay to teach your child to lie to get ahead;
    1. Sure NAACP may have some volunteer roles – I’m willing to bet my “Blackness” that they don’t come void of “perks”- like a direct path to a great job.
  2. I heard a man who wanted to be a woman say the following words. “Don’t let me come out of this dress and whoop your ass.”
    1. In as much as he proved to me right then and there that he could never really be a woman; a white woman can NEVER be Black;
  3. Is it me or should the NAACP have performed due diligence in their background checks.
    1. The NAACP’s principal objective is to ensure the political, educational, social and economic equality of minority group citizens of United States and eliminate race prejudice. The NAACP seeks to remove all barriers of racial discrimination through the democratic processes.
  1. Suspect behavior – when any “white” person would want to “Black” to this extreme and disrespectful manner, it should be almost a criminal with criminal charges.
    1. Impersonating a “Black” person in the most egregious manner.

In as much as she claims with all that crap about “behaving” Black one cannot be “Black” because of their hair or the Black boyfriend or a big booty.  Blackness is a beautiful thing and you know why?  My mother and her mother and her mother had to fight all the way.  My father and his father and his father had to fight all the way.  Sure I had my own struggles, but I can now feel and appreciate their struggle.  I am concerned about folks with cancer, but I can’t shave my head and say I can identify with the pain of a cancer patient.  You see our Blackness was stripped, ripped, torn, tattered, spit on, chased by dogs, locked up, hung like wet clothes in the hot sun and in the heat of the night, it was raped, and cheated, our Blackness was laughed at, banned and cursed, our Blackness was baked at 100 degrees for over 400 years.

God has shown us great mercy and grace and yet we continue to neglect Him in our treatment towards each other….

Aside from all that – Baby girl you’ll never be Beautifully Black….

MsConcerned

 

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Lucifer/Satan one in the same…

666   Lucifer vs Satan
, are they one in the same?

God created Lucifer good in his original state, but Lucifer became evil by his own designs.

Devil – an evil spirit

Demons – take possession of wicked men and are subject to the devil;

Lucifer the light bearer – The misconceptions between Lucifer and Satan, as the exact same entity or name, started with the misinterpretations of the Gospel by various sectors. Lucifer is a name that was mentioned only once in the KJV or King James Version of the Bible, specifically in Isaiah 14:12. However, in Hebrew, the literal translation for his name would mean ‘to shine’ or ‘to bear light.’

Satan – an adversary – the devil, god of this world, must obtain permission from God before acting on any human being.

Contrary to mass belief, Satan and Lucifer are two different names and are not the same exact entities. This is the current misconception that many Bible believers have come to know for many generations already.

Lucifer is actually the angel of God that He named in heaven as one of the most, or perhaps the most perfect angel ever created. It was only when Lucifer was cast down from heaven that his alternate entity was known as Satan. Lucifer was banished because of his pure egoism, not to mention his pride that was regarded as his greatest sin.

Lucifer is the name of an angel whereas Satan is the name given to the devil. It is said that Satan has lived in the Spirit world for more than 6,000 years. In this regard, he has not yet been visible to human beings. It is however foretold that he will make himself visible soon by appearing physically in the world and will call himself the Beast, a very remarkable being that will proclaim himself as God.

Lucifer is not the opposite of God because he was also a creature made by God. He can thus be more likened to Michael the Archangel, in terms of position. On the other hand, Satan connotes more on the idea of an opposing resistance.

This monarch would be depicted as a man who will see the collapse of his dominion. He will die like a man, eaten by worms and his grave being walked upon. This could not be Satan because Satan has no physical form. He is a spirit that lives in the dark Spirit world.

Lucifer – the light, bearer or bringer

Isiah 14:12How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning! how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations!

Luke 10:18 And he said unto them, I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven.

Luke 4:33 And in the synagogue there was a man, which had a spirit of an unclean devil, and cried out with a loud voice,

Demons take possession of wicked men and are subject to the devil.

Matthew 4:24 And his fame went throughout all Syria: and they brought unto him all sick people that were taken with divers diseases and torments, and those which were possessed with devils, and those which were lunatic, and those that had the palsy; and he healed them.

It was the devil who tempted Christ – Matthew 4:1 – Then was Jesus led up of the Spirit into the wilderness to be tempted of the devil.

 

It’s Over Now…or is it?

In my early days of salvation, one of my favorite songs was a song by Kirk Franklin – The Storm is Over now – https://youtu.be/awtPSl6zFNU?list=PLCE00BF3507C2FEC2   Just when I thought the storm was over, it wasn’t long before I found myself back in not a new storm but back in an “old” storm!  Years later I found myself out of that storm and lived in the spirit of gratitude for a long time.   Every Friday night I would do my laundry and prepare dinner.  After my laundry I would put away all my clothes and iron everything that required ironing.  During this process I would listen to Gospel music.  Like clockwork I would do the exact same thing for about a year.  I found that later on when life was doing that which it is designed to  do began to wear me down, I would remember the peace I experienced while during my Friday night program.  One day after I veered away from my ritual – (you see the cares of this world had infiltrated my peaceful cocoon) I found myself in place where my spirit was disturbed and my feathers had been definitely ruffled.  I remembered the ritual of the laundry I thought to myself  okay I’ll go do some laundry and get back to that peaceful place.  However, I didn’t have any laundry to do,  so I did the next best thing, I put on the music, I put up the ironing board and just began to iron anything and sure enough God showed up!!!  Years later I was telling this story to a friend his name was Brother Rob, he said, sometimes you have to be in that place where He can find you!!!

 

Do whatever it takes to find Him and He’ll find you…..

Chain Letters

I received a couple of chain letters in a week which lead me to think that many people are not aware that what they are doing is scripturally incorrect. I am 1000% sure that God’s blessings are not based on how many times a “chain letter” is forwarded. Secondly 2 Peter 1:20 – 21 states: Knowing this first of all, that no prophecy of Scripture comes from someone’s own interpretation. For no prophecy was ever produced by the will of man, but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit. Number 3 your faith should be in God not in the “send” button – Galatians 3:26 For in Christ Jesus you are all sons of God, through faith. Number 4 seek the Kingdom first, not a chain letter for all your blessings – Matthew 6:33 But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.

Sincerely,

MsConcerned

The Imitation of Christ by Thomas A. Kempis

This book is amazing.  I must admit, I had an issue with an extreme desire for office supplies.  I’m always scooping up pens, post it notes, paper, you name it, to complete my arsenal of supplies at home.  Once I admitted that it was stealing I worked hard at not engaging in the behavior.  Ok so I’ve been stealing office supplies since for ever.  Two months ago, I was at work and I needed to locate two books for my classrooms.  On my journey to find the books, my first stop was the library, to no avail.  My next stop was a room that served as a lunch room and a depository of books.  I had been shopping in this room for quite some time, you see anything in this room can be taken (not stolen) simply taken at will.  As I look through the various bookcases I get to the last row and I still have not found my book.  Upon exiting the room I glean over the table just to take a look and I see nothing.  However, at the last table, there is a small red book, I think to my self, wow I just noticed this one book on this large table all by itself.  How come I didn’t notice it before.  I lean over to look at the title and was called “The Imitation of Christ”  I chuckle to myself and walk away.  You see my focus was on the word “Imitation” and the meaning behind it.  What could be interesting about a “fake” Christ was my immediate reactions and hence the reason for my laughter.  Before I turned the knob on the door, “something” caused me turn around and go back to the book and pick it up.  To my amazement, instantaneously I knew I needed to “take” that book.  I looked around (no one was in the room but me – that was odd) any-who, I looked up and I said to Him, You knew I was going to pick this book and You knew I was going to take it – this is the best  book I ever stolen (I prefer to say or think it was left for me) because everyday that I have read a chapter the subject matter has spoken directly to an issue that I had gone through literally the day before.  Great book I demand that everyone obtain a copy and it can used as a daily “helper”!