This is it going after blood.

There are so much unusual to me thoughts swirling in my brain.
Cray cray thoughts that are grounded in my truths.
What the f*** is truth anyway.
What can we really see anyway?
Love is a mirage thirsty wanderers long for.

I have fought so hard for so long for something that I thought was grounded .... and true...... turns out that what folks say about fighting for your rights it is true.  Most of the time your gut don't lie.
No one fights like you fight for yourself.  Stand up and fight. Fight smarter. Get your ducks in a row. Cry on the inside like a winner. All of it necessary and true.

Also, want to know what else is true? My mom was right, so redemptively completely right about there being givers and takers in this world.
What am I? What are you? Why could we not get that straight?
I am so over crying over being sorry for asking for love. For asking to be treated humanely. For wanting to have my value acknowledged. To not be the taker when it feeds your unhealthy giving. To not be the giver when you are so content to take.
To be honest, if you don't want to give and/or take what is mine with and exchange with dignity then f*** you.

What am I sorry for?
What am I telling the world by apologizing for everything?
Questions are so free to swirl with the cyclone of thoughts. I wish that the solutions would come as fast and furious as the committee in control of my brain spits out the questions.

Yeah, this is a mess of mess of a mess with a side of mess.
Here is where the Christian platitude hope is supposed to be inserted and to be quite honest I don't have it.

I need the real, authentic kick ass hope that is found in the power of blood. Feeling like this week where the pain of skin getting ripped, flesh mangled for my sin, for my pain is really only the way redemption could be accomplished. Here is the power in the blood of Jesus. Straight to the source from the source. I have a mafia boss who was out for blood to reclaim the parts of my heart that are covered in the mess.

Jesus, I need you, forever in a chasm with depths unknown sort of way, more than I thought possible way, I need you.  You are absolute truth and absolute hope that does not fail. You are the one who deserves my sorry.

Never can I repay you.
Grace and Mercy I am sorry we haven't been close lately.

Yup "On A Tuesday"

It seems Tuesday is rage day for me. As much as I understand theoritically God is in control, when the unthinkable happens in my family I am shocked at my lack of control. Perhaps control isn't a measure of success I should base my worth around but I do. Functioning willy nilly, raged, animilistic in my emotions for me does not feel well. Others maybe that is what lights you up, me not so much.

Solace comes from this theoritical knowledge, converted to fuel for the heart to rest. To understand pure rest in it's fullest framework of peace it's richest when battle tested in these explostions of life. Contrast brings an unusual clarity.

Emanuel God with us. In firefights of life and the serenity of the quiet chatter of lush forests, Emanuel is how I live in the already not yet journey day by day.

Please Father Lord over all continue to show me where the abolistionist, the preacher, the writer, the athelete, the spouse, the mother, the friend needs to fight this minute.  On time to hear or speak with words of generosity, flourishing love, gratitude for the small and big.

Protect my heart from hardening Lord.

PSmith

Love SO Right

Love done right is sooooo good. Love gone wrong, well we been there.

Love that is right is many times buried deep in situations not so loveable.

Love that's right not going to lie fills me full like no other.

Love that's right is ethereal.

No one likes a complainer so let me leave you with if love gone wrong is your normal, drop a bomb in that crap and move on.

Life is short eternity is long.

Destined For Greatness

Why do people not live the life they deserve??

Yes life gets crazy but it is my belief that you have to start at the basics to build up your "bravery quotient" to a level that you have the strength to not just start a new way of living but for it to carry on to a place of completion.

Weight loss has been a life-long  excursion for me. From the insane to the moderate but always a presence. Like the Gilligan's Island gang going on a 3 hour tour, that lasted how many seasons??

2016 marks a new trip for me. The creation of a beautiful body colored with love for my curves and muscles. Shaded hues layering trust and grace to give depth to this I want to say journey but that is so overused. Depth to this living canvas posted confidently alive in the already not yet.

Too many years have been spent living with regret. Regret kept me from living the life God has for me. No longer bound. I'm free.

Freedom Thoughts

FREEDOM

Freedom between blacks and whites has changed my days. Today on the day we honor Dr. Martin Luther King I am filled with gratitude that is huge. I am privileged to be able to marry the man of my dreams who happens to have skin dense with melanin so attractive. My children are blessed to move freely, not bound by "Whites Only" signs.

With all of the progress that has been made there still a sincere lack of outrage at the white privilege that continually holds back the future of non-white. Black lives lost in the streets to brutality.  I pray my grand kids will have a life beyond snap judgments and violence based on skin color.

Your voice matters.
   
Sin separates and demands chaos. Love draws you in and creates unity.

Today make a choice, chaos or unity?

Tell Me About It

Tell me about it child I got you.
Tell me about your pain.
Tell me about your gain. 
Tell me about the tears, fears and jeers.
Tell me what version of success is driving you.

Lord I am tired.
Lord I am out of creativity.
Lord I feel all the feels as my bestie says.
Lord love on me. 
Lord help me rest in your complete to all my incompletes.

You have choices.
Stay or go.
Happy or sad.
Love or hate.
Live complete or die bound. 

Choose well my friend.

The Truth

2016 I OWN YOU 

The truth is so allusive, seriously what is real? What is true? We filter the truth through our perceptions and spit out a version of the truth tainted by our culmination of brain imprints.  

This year my word is TRUTH, TRUE, TRUTH SAYING,TRUTH HEARING and any other version of this the word TRUE.  

Truth is concrete and firm. Its something you can stand on. Wishy washy words not grounded in truth are time wasters that generally lead me astray in my thoughts and actions. They steal my peace and ain't nobody got time for that.

Here are my non-negotiables that I believe will keep me on task to meet my big audacious goals for this year.

1. Love and serve God with a passionate obedience that is immediate. God does not create chaos.

2. Listen to voices from the committee in my head with grace and patience, they are learning that the old way of the thinking is done now. Perfectionism and negativity are dead to me.

3. Hope and positivity are not just for the well medicated they are for me too. Pursue these always.

4. Give my best to God first, Husband second, Family third, All Others next.

5. Rest is not optional it is a requirement. Rest doesn't have to be traditional, it has to be unique and beneficial to me.

My oldest daughter is in a 20's hard core pursuit of her truth, I dismissed it as rubbish for me. Honestly though, I needed to write out what my truth is. I invite you to recklessly authentically write your list. Please be real with yourself, don't copy from your neighbor on this 2016 test.  You only get to take it once. Start with the end in mind, plan to finish well.

2016 I own you.

PSmith