Breakfast For Your Soul

“Can You See It? .. No? … Well, You Got It !”

The first Monday in a brand new year! 

“Worship Medley”,  Darwin Hobbs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CGdwBrIvww

“Work On Me”, Tonex

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJ22a–zHLs

“God Didn’t Give Up On Me”, Deitrick Hadden

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WpEIrIJFTHs

“He’s All Over Me (and He’s Keeping Me Alive)”, Georgia Mass Choir

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MsAK8xQS0CU

“I Love The Lord”, Georgia Mass Choir w/Whitney Houston (The Preacher’s Wife Soundtrack)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcjP4LgW0Rw

“Just To Be Close To You, Fred Hammond

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ya3TbkAentU

“You Were Much Closer”, Fred Hammond

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcTqTYSUHRQ

“Give Me A Clean Heart”, Fred Hammond

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uqI_K2RC7pU

“Show Me Your Face”, Fred Hammond

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D3TqOMLlk9M

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believes on Me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto My Father.  And whatsoever you shall ask in My Name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.  If you shall ask any thing in My name, I will do it.  If you love Me, keep My commandments.

[John 14:12-15]

What Do You Want? … The Price … Belief ..

I’ll give you peace, when the storm is raging.
I’ll be your light when the road ahead seems dim.
I have the power. Just put your trust in me.
Anything you need, have faith indeed.
Just ask, Just ask In my name
Just ask, Just ask in my name

I am the Lord, I can move all mountains
I’ll be your strength, when you’re weary, weak and torn
Believe in my promise. cast all your cares upon me
Anything you need, have faith indeed.
Just ask, Just ask In my name
Just ask, Just ask in my name

Chorus
In my name all things are possible
I’m able to do the impossible
In my name all can come boldly before me
Yes in my name
I am the father, Just put your trust in me
Anything you need, have faith indeed
just ask, just ask in my name
Just ask, just ask

Chorus

There is power
Power in the name (repeat 2X)
joy, in the name (repeat 2x)
love, in the name (repeat 2x)
I’ve got peace, in the midst of the storm.
I’ve got pe-eace in the name.
I’ve got joy in my name.
I’ve got love, its all in the name.
If your looking for love its all in the name.
Just ask in my name

[In My Name, Milton Bronson and the Thompson Community Singers]

Good Afternoon Beloved,

What would you do if God walked up to you and said, “What do you want?” … What would you say?  Is any of us really prepared for that question?  Well, we should be… because He said it already.   If we believe in Him, we will trust Him.  If we trust Him, we will obey His commandments knowing that He will not ‘steer’ us wrong.  His love for us is perfect and it is in that perfect love that fear is ‘cast out’.  When our existence is wrapped up in the love of God, we can ask for anything, because our heart will be so entwined with His heart that our requests are actually coming from Him… ummph… wow… (pause) …. that is our goal… with God all things are possible….

… and that Beloved is Good News!

U Blessed

Have A Fabulous Day

Regina

“In My Name”, by Milton Bronson & The Thompson Community Singers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fEQ5YL3rh4

“All In His Hands”, The Hallelujah Chorus

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ev3OPw2tvVo

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HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER-IN-CHRIST ALVINA… Her birthday was yesterday… my prayer is that the love of God continue to fill you to overflowing, that He bless all of your hope and dreams and that you are fulfilled in Him.  God bless you for the heart of compassion and love that you demonstrate for everybody who is blessed to know you every day. 

Love you my sister!

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I received a message written by Tyler Perry and … MY GOD! … I was so moved I had to re post… a powerful testament of what forgiveness looks like and the freedom that comes along with it.  It is a long, but worthy read .

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Subject: A Message from Tyler Perry – We’re all PRECIOUS in His sight

Hi there.

I know I’ve been a little quiet lately but I’ve been in silent reflection, quiet meditation, and prayer. Turning 40 is such a blessing. Especially because as I child I always thought I would die before I grew up.

If life begins at 40, then I owe the little boy that I was my life. Case in point, not long ago, I was brought a film to watch to see what I thought of it. It’s called PRECIOUS, based on the novel PUSH by Sapphire.

I sat at home watching this movie not knowing what to expect. After the movie was over, I sat there for a long time just thinking about what I had just witnessed. I watched all the things that Precious, a 16-year-old girl in the film, went through. I watched her mother be unusually cruel to her and I realized at that moment that a large part of my childhood had just played out before my eyes. It hit me so hard, I sat there in tears realizing that somehow, by the grace of God, I made it through. My tears were tears of joy, being thankful that I made it.

Believe me when I tell you, PRECIOUS is a powerful film. After seeing it, I had to be involved. I didn’t write it or direct it, nor am I making any money from it. Oprah and I both are giving any proceeds we would make to charity. I just wanted to get as many people to see it as I can. It gave me so much hope after watching it. For everyone who has been a Precious, male or female, this movie will make you so glad you made it through.

It took me through some raw emotions and brought me to some things and
places in my life that I needed to deal with but had long forgotten. It brought back memories so strong that I can smell and taste them. Like, when I was very young, my mother decided to leave my father…she had had enough of his insanity. She loaded me and my two sisters up in an old Cadillac that he had bought for her, and drove to California. When he realized she was gone, he called the police and reported the car stolen, as it was in his name. My mother was arrested and my two sisters and I were put in the cell with her. He and my uncle drove from Louisiana to California to get us. We spent several days in jail waiting for him. He bailed her out and couldn’t wait to get her into the car. He got into the back seat with us and beat her black and blue from California to Louisiana, as me and my sisters watched.  Even though I was only two or three, I know that this had to have some effect on me.

I’m tired of holding this in. I don’t know what to do with it anymore, so, I’ve decided to give some of it away…

Memories at 40: Not long ago, I was asked to speak at an engagement. I
walked in and I was told that they had assigned a person to take care of me while I was there. She walked up to me, all of 5’2″ of her, and asked if I needed anything. I looked at her and started to sweat. It took me back thirty-something years to her apartment. I couldn’t have been more than 10 years old when I went over to play with her son and Matchbox cars.
She opened the door in skimpy lingerie. There was a man sitting on the couch, smoking. She told me that her son was in the bedroom. I was there
playing with him about 20 minutes when I heard the man arguing with her.
He said he was leaving and slammed the door. She came into the bedroom
and told me that I had to go home. She told her son to take a bath and she locked him in the bathroom. I was at the front door trying to get out, when she came in and laid on the sofa and asked me if I wanted the key. I told her I had to go home as it was getting dark. She put the key inside of herself and told me to come get it, pulling me on top of her.

Memories at 40: “What the f*#K are you reading books for?! That’s
bull*#*T!”

“You F*#*ing jackass! You got book sense but you ain’t got no mothaf*#*en common sense! You ain’t sh*t and ain’t never gonna be sh*t!” I heard this every day of my childhood. As my father would beat and belittle me, he played all kinds of mind games with me. He knew I loved cookies as a kid, most kids do. So he would buy them and put them on top of the fridge and when I would eat them he would beat me mercilessly.

My mother was out one night, as she loved to play bingo, and my father came home…mad at the world. He was drunk, as he was most of the time.
He got the vacuum cleaner extension cord and trapped me in a room and
beat me until the skin was coming off my back. To this day, I don’t know
what would make a person do something like that to a child. But thank
God that in my mind, I left. I didn’t feel it anymore, just like in PRECIOUS. How this girl would leave in her mind. I learned to use my gift, as it was my imagination that let me escape.  After he was done with his rant he passed out. Since my aunt lived two doors down, I ran to her. She saw me and was horrified. She loaded her 357 and went to kill him. Holding a gun to his head, her husband came and stopped her.

Memories at 40: I got a call not long ago from a friend. He told me that a man that I knew from church when I was a kid had died and he didn’t have any insurance. His family was trying to reach out to me to see if I would pay for his funeral. I quickly said no, but I wish I would have said yes.  There is something so powerful to me in burying the man that molested me.  I wish I would have dug the grave myself.

Memories at 40: I was about 8 or 9 years old. I had a crush on a little girl across the street. She would come over to my house and we’d play.  She was about 12 or 13. One day she stopped coming and when I asked her
why, she told me that my father was touching her. I didn’t believe her, so I walked her into staying one night. We were both asleep — she was in one bed and I was in another. I opened my eyes to see my father trying to touch her and her pushing him away. I moved in my bed trying to make him think I was waking up. He looked over at me and left out of the room. Not long after that, he beat me mercilessly for something again. Another mind game set up, so I told my mother what he had done.  The blood drained from her face. We left that day. We were at my Aunt’s house and he came there about 1am. Not long after that we were back at home. Nothing would compare to the random, drunken, violent beatings I would receive from then until I was 19.

Memories at 40: We would spend the summers in the country, with my father’s adoptive mother. As a kid I was always sick. I had asthma and he hated it. He hated that I wasn’t strong and viral like him. He hated that I couldn’t be in the sawdust, pollen and the raw lumber like him.  He hated that I liked to read and write and draw. He hated that me and my middle sister were darker-skinned than him. He didn’t think he could make a dark baby. He just hated everything about me I guess. Anyway, I had to go to the doctor every Tuesday to get shots to control my allergies. When his mother found out she said, “Ain’t nothing wrong with that damn boy…he just got germs on him. Stop wasting all that money.”  When my mother left to visit some friends I heard what sounded like water running in a tub but it was sporadic. She came and got me out of the living room leaving my Matchbox cars on the floor. She said she was going to kill these germs on me once and for all. She gave me a bath in ammonia.

Grateful at 40: I was asked recently how I made it through all of this, (half has not even been told) and my answer to that is…I know for a fact that there is a GOD. When my father would say or do those things to me, I would hear this voice inside of me say, “That’s not true” or, “Don’t believe that” or, “You’re going to make it through this”.  I didn’t know at the time what “it” was, but today I surely have no doubt that “it” was GOD. That voice always gave me comfort. It allowed me to hold on. It kept me from being strung out on drugs, from dying when I wanted to commit suicide. It kept me from being a gang banger or drug dealer. Worse than all of those things put together, it kept me from being him. It brought angels to comfort me after every foul, harsh word
or every welt on my legs or back.  GOD, only GOD.

To know that the little boy that I was went through all that — he went through and made it. Then me, as a man…I have to take on the responsibility of forgiving all of those people. I owe it to that little boy that I was and, more than that, I owe it to the man that I am.  Think about it, as a child we have no recourse. We have nowhere to go.  We have to endure it. But as adults, we have choices. I choose to forgive with all my might. Forgiveness has been my weapon of choice. It has helped to free me.

If you’re having a hard time getting over something in your life, maybe you can try forgiveness too. It’s not easy, but it does bring forth healing. I know that there are a lot of people out there with stories far worse than mine but you, too, can make it. To those of you who have, welcome to life. I celebrate you. We’re all PRECIOUS in His sight.

TP

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Monday, March 9, 2009

So shall my word be that goes forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. 

[Isaiah 55:11] 

Good Morning Beloved,

What a lovely day!  My weekend was fabulous and I’m ready to tackle another week.  Yesterday at church, I was asked to teach Sunday School.  I taught on the Book of Ruth.  You know me, I love a good romance story.  Well, I glazed over a thought that has stuck with me since yesterday.  We as bible students, have an advantage over the folks in the bible.  You know what that is?  We know what is going to happen next in their lives.  Their story is written.  In Ruth’s case there were 4 chapters in her story.  Her story started out pretty normal, she marries a man from a foreign land, who served a God completely different from the one she was used to.  That man and his brother die and she, her sister-in-law Orpah and her mother-in-law Naomi are left to fend for themselves.  Her mother-in-law decides to move back to her homeland and Ruth steadfastly determines to go with her (Orpah goes back home to her people).  Ruth finds a job in Naomi’s strange town.  It is hard work and probably dangerous, but she does what she has to do to take care of her little family of two.  She does not have the benefit of Chapter 4.  She is living to survive day by day and suddenly… Boaz appears.  Unbeknownst to her, Boaz has been watching her from a distance since her arrival.  He has also been inquiring after her, protecting her and providing for her.  She doesn’t see what is happening, but when she tells Naomi, Naomi understands.  She knows that Boaz is interested in Ruth, and she makes it her business to play matchmaker.  Using the law of their land, we see a deal being struck between the sweet, virtuous, lovely Ruth, and the gracious, God-fearing, wealthy Boaz.  Not only that, but Ruth, born in a pagan, child-sacrificing land, was snatched out of obscurity, and placed right smack in the lineage of the Messiah.  Her son Obed was the father of Jesse, and Jesse was the father of King David… and one of the titles of Jesus is the Son of David.  Remember though, as she was living her life, she had no way of knowing that Chapter 4 was coming.  Your Chapter 4 is on its way.  I can say that with confidence because of what God said in Isaiah 55, what He said shall come to pass.  It may not come the way we expect it… but it will come.

…. and that Beloved is Good News!

U Blessed

Have A Fabulous Day

Regina

“Your Latter Will Be Greater”, Israel & New Breed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6j5gTIXmsOs

“Great Is Thy Faithfulness”, Israel & New Breed

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-jJDnummQ8w

“God Has Not Forgot”, 7DAYZAWEEK

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_dSuY9oCFo

Pass The Ball -Matthew 16:25 114 of 114   We can never make the goal of salvation on our own. We can trust Jesus to take the ball and score the goal for us. March 8, 2009

Made To Fly -Ephesians 2:10 79 of 114   God has a purpose and a plan for each of us, and in Christ, He has already given us all that we need to fulfill that plan. May 11, 2008

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. [Hebrews 11:1]

My pastor often tells a story, about his two daughters when they were little.  He could tell them before Sunday morning service, that he was going to take them to 7-Eleven for Slurpee’s after church.  Angel was about 4, Genesis was about 2 or 3.  They would begin to dance and sing, “We’re going to the Slurpee store!.. We’re going get Slurpee’s!! “.  Angel would come up to me and say,“Ms. Regina, my daddy gonna buy me a Slurpee!” They were excited…for something that had not even happened.  Why?… because their daddy promised it to them, and they had faith that what daddy said… daddy would do… hmmmm…. the same is even more true for our Heavenly Daddy.  See, what those precious babies did not know, was that their family was struggling financially.  There was much going on.  The trip to the “Slurpee” store was a sacrifice, that could be cancelled, if it came a choice between gas to get home, and their Slurpee’s.  Our Heavenly Father is quite different though.  As a matter of fact, “the earth is the LORD’s, and the fullness thereof [1 Corinthians 10:26]“…. no danger of God ever being in the position of being “all tapped out”.  He is Creator, and He has promised you a lot more than a Slurpee… but if that’s all you want, He can give you that…. according to your faith (as long as it not something illegal, immoral or un-Godly)…. so be it.  The possibilities are endless. .. every now and then, we need a reminder that Jesus is sweeter than honey in the honeycomb!

Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones. [Proverbs 16:24 ]

….. such good news!

Cartoonist’s Comment:

All of God’s promises throughout the Bible are fulfilled in Jesus. The grace of God has been made freely available to us through the blood of Jesus.

Good Morning Beloved,

Today is absolutely beautiful!  I’ve been musing over the word “access”.  A powerful word to the human spirit…. doesn’t that make you feel special?  You have ‘access’.  A sense that we are set apart… different.  Someone recognizes how fabulous we are.  A thought shot through my heart one Sunday…. and it is still reverberating in my spirit…. Jesus is our “all access” pass.  Not only in ‘spiritual’ matters, but in ‘earthly’ ones as well.  Remember that “…..The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it”.  (1 Corinthians’s 10:26)  “Access”…. I remember going to a Prince concert in 1984.  My mom and I waited in the ‘purple rain’ from 8:00pm until the box office opened the next day.  A large multitude was already ahead of us.  When we got to the window the only seats available were in the “nose-bleed” section.  I took them… and then, he had the nerve to add additional shows…. people who did not pay the price we did, sleeping outside all night, had way better seats than we did.  The concert was packed, we found our heaven-ward seats… to my further irritation the large screen was not on, and we had to see the stage with our naked eyes.  From our vantage point… Prince seemed about 2 feet tall.  The music was good, but I left the concert highly disappointed.  I mention this story, because it proves a point.  We are willing to be disappointed, lose sleep, suffer inconvenience, spend money, and wait for that which is important to us.  I wanted to see Prince.  That was important to me.  Come hell or high water, I was getting into the Cap Center.  No price was too high.  I did not have access to Prince.  He did not come to the mic and say, “hey Regina, girl come on down here”….why would he…. he doesn’t know me.  Oh, but now, the Prince of Peace, the Lord of Lords, The King of Kings, my Adonai – Jesus … He not only knows me… but He has called me by my name — (you too).  Not only that, but He has blessed me, anointed me and appointed me for this time —- (you too!)  I have a great divine destiny in Him that makes me soooo special… but please no pictures… LOL!

U Blessed,

Have A Fabulous Day!

Regina

Cartoonist’s Comment:

All of God’s promises throughout the Bible are fulfilled in Jesus. The grace of God has been made freely available to us through the blood of Jesus.