Our Needs Will Always Be Met

I do not take anything for granted. I am always thankful and grateful within the ways that I am blessed.

All throughout my life I have noticed how God has taken very good cared of me. He has been constant and extremely consistent.

I look at some people who are unfortunate in their situations, life is uncertain and we never know what predicament may come upon us. It is rational to wonder and to think ahead, especially with so many unpredictable things that often take place. However, we are not to worry, and we are not to compare ourselves to others using their circumstance as a maybe of what can happen to us- even though things do sometimes happen.

Yet, many things that seem tragic do not necessarily promote a negative outcome. When a door closes a window opens and sometimes it is just time to move on to a higher path upon our journey. The Lord does bring good out of the bad events that occur within our lives.

Things come along to refine us, enhance our growth, and to makes us even stronger to accomplish what we are put here to do on earth until we return to our final eternal home.

We are to always put our hope and faith in God.

My inner-voice of spirit speaks to me whenever in doubt, or within concern about something. It lets me know that everything is going to be okay. From experience I have no choice but to accept this truth and to keep moving forward. There is no other option.

The Lord fulfills on his promises to never leave, abandon, or fail to provide.

I have a strong relationship with God, one with a long history of incredible things received beyond expectation.

With the Lord there within me, beside me, and everywhere around me I am safe and secure knowing that my future and more is already being worked out for my preparation and advancement into a greater intention.

I have a happiness when there should be sadness. I have peace and relaxation when there should be worry or anxiety. I have entertainment and enjoyment when I should have boredom and disgust.

Why? Because I am supposed to as a human creature who is in this world but definitely not of it!

I learned years ago from my encounters that a strong faith sees the invisible, believes the impossible, and receives the incredible.

Life can be hard and discouraging at times and within moments, nevertheless we have the comforter who holds all things together then motivates us into action so that we can keep running this race with endurance.

 

 

Bible Study

 

I always loved and enjoyed bible study. I like it even more now than I did years ago. There is a purity and serenity that comes along from reading and engaging in the scriptures. When I read my bible and devotionals, I feel a genuine spiritual connection.

God’s word is food for the soul, true life sustaining nourishment that incites me to hunger for more.

When I get into the passages, delving into the lives of specific characters they strike me not as strangers but more like family members. Though I never knew any of them on a personal level the affection, endearment and relation are there.

The bible is so relevant today just as it was back then many years ago.

I get wrapped into my reading sometimes for three or five hours straight when I have the time. However, there is not a day that goes by that I miss reading a piece of scripture or my devotionals.

I am into the word every day whether I spends hours or just a half an hour.

I also have discipleship and one on one bible study with my pastor once a week in addition and it is just never too much of spending time with the lord.

Amazing Love

Everyone has their own genuine experience of true love or lack thereof.

The love I received began in the womb.

My mother loved me while she carried me within her belly, and adored me completely once I was born.

As a very young child I remember the deep, intense unconditional love I felt for my mother also.

Even though it was evident and always within her actions my mother expressed to me that she loved me “madly”.

My mother gave me nothing but pure honest love all throughout my life and everyone around us knew and could see how much affection she had for me.

Love made me secure and confident. I didn’t need to go out to look for love, assurance, or acceptance from others or the outside world. My validation and self-worth came from within. I was nurtured by love in the home (my mother and family presence) and love in the spirit (God’s grace, guidance and protection).

The love I have and feel for my mother is dear and endless.

I don’t use the word love lightly because it has to genuinely come from a place of truth for me.

I never loved anything in this world the way I love my mother and dog Brandie.

In fact, they are the only two beings I truly ever loved wholeheartedly. And they carried the same utter endearment toward me. So, I indeed know what real love is and what it feels like.

Love is wonderful and beautiful. It is the best thing in life.

Our father in heaven is described to love us even more than our own parents do. He is said to love the ones who we love far more than we could ever fathom, or love them.

Isn’t this reality astounding?

I could never imagine anyone loving me above the unlimited measurement of my mother. Yet God does!

What an amazing love the Lord, our father in heaven, has for his children and all creation.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Babies

He does not punish us for all our sins; he does not deal harshly with us, as we deserve. For his unfailing love toward those who fear him is as great as the height of the heavens above the earth. He has removed our sins as far from us as the east is from the west. The LORD is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him. For he knows how weak we are; he remembers we are only dust. -Psalms 103:10-14

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A baby is a blessing whether born inside or outside of wedlock and psalms 139:13-16 pertains to children conceived under both circumstances.

I played with dolls as a child with no desire to have a baby when I had gotten older.

Then, for a period of time in early adulthood, I considered having one.

The only problem was I wanted a baby/child without having a husband.

I didn’t want to get married. I wanted to be a single mother. I wanted to have a daughter of my own just like I cherished the close and loving relationship shared between my mother and I in a single parent home raised with the rest of our family.

I didn’t have the money needed for invitro fertilization at a sperm bank and I didn’t want any continuous sexual relationship or commitment.

I had been acknowledging during my teenage years to those who inquired why I didn’t have a boyfriend or didn’t want a husband that, “The only reason I would ever have sex is to conceive a child”.

I was a virgin and content. Even within a marriage I didn’t want to be sexually intimate. I knew I was asexual and there is no sin in asexuality.

I had no intention to have sex unless it was to make a baby and I sincerely wished as a woman I didn’t have to have intercourse in order to have a baby.

Now, we all know there is sin according to God when it comes to premarital sex. I thought it was unfair to have to be with a man to get pregnant.

A lot of people thought my feelings and thoughts were strange, many had never heard of young ladies speaking in that fashion. The majority of girls were interested in guys and sex. My statement was not common I was even told that I was rare.

As I look back, I am so grateful to God that it never happened and I didn’t bring a child into the world. I really didn’t need one, it was just a passing fancy.

The circumstance went against his plan anyhow as I wanted to do things my way with having a child out of wedlock. I absolutely refused the idea of marriage.

I wouldn’t had truly wanted any precious baby of mine being born into this evil and cruel, sick world.

But if we confess our sins to him, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all wickedness. -1 John 1:9

Insecure People

Daily Living, By Miss LaToya

It all starts within the home.

I had and was given so much love and attention at home that I never sort out to find love elsewhere.

Love made me confident, love made me strong, love made me secure, and no one can take away what was instilled in me from the beginning.

I have a very high self esteem and I am very sure of myself I have never desired, needed, or looked for social acceptance or validation from anyone.

I don’t understand people who do.

I don’t like people who reflect their own insecurities and negativities onto me, and onto others who exude a genuine and a positive self image, and attitude.

Those whose self esteem is so low that they interpret self assurance and strong sense of self as being full of oneself is all too self-telling.

It seems that some who are unable to reach a…

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Mental, Emotional, And Spiritual Breakdown

Everyone who has had a breakdown of some sort is not weak, crazy, or dangerously unstable.

A breakdown is spiritual within many instances. A Yoruba priestess even acknowledged this fact to me years ago. I know firsthand as my own mother was a victim of brujeria in the early 1980’s.

I was even targeted. My aunt tried to flip me out when I was eighteen years of age by putting the hallucinogenic drug mescaline into a hot pot of black eyed peas that I had cooking over the stove.

People often use recreational “trip” drugs to increase the chance or enhance the effect of mental and chemical alterations of the brain while also performing the negative spiritual influences within black magic/voodoo/witchcraft.

My aunt went a step further in her malicious attempt by also putting tainted hiv fluids inside my food. Anyone educated would know the disease would not survive within the air and within a pot of scalding hot water.

Nevertheless, I didn’t lose my head or have a breakdown, my mind was too strong with faculty and awareness, and I didn’t, of course, become infected with aids either.

I was young, innocent, and very spiritually inclined, so divine intervention took over and protected me.

My aunt Tina (Ernestine Lawrence) has been hiv positive since the 1980’s due to intravenous drug use and promiscuous behavior from the 1970’s on up and instead of using her limited time to spend changing her life around for the better, she continued to do tons of constant dirt. She and other envious and jealous ruthless dummies, whores, drug addicts, and degenerates attacked me and other family for decades.

They’ve in addition done it to others, however, when they came after my mother and I, they messed with the wrong individuals. We are people of the light and they are people of the darkness. My ancestors and orishas were ready for them all, and the universe was recording and keeping record of every notorious deed in which was repeatedly done toward us.

Tina had poisoned food of my mother’s years ago too while neighbors were working black magic/voodoo/witchcraft against her.

My grandfather was driven to mental affliction before he was killed and found dead in the Hudson river.

My aunt Charise was drugged and raped which caused her to be afflicted with mental illness.

My grandfather, mother, younger aunt, and I were targeted for manipulative breakdowns because we were all very smart, strong, and fighters who could literally kick ass if needed be. We weren’t the type to back down or be bullied by anyone, and we were all good upstanding people.

The intent for causing mental, emotional, and spiritual breakdowns are to weaken one, to render them as incredible, and to lower their self esteem and spirit.

Certain evildoers want those of us who have knowledge in which threaten their unscrupulous ways either dead or labeled as crazy.