So, I just got back from a trip to San Jose and Redding where I reconnected with some friends, met people from several countries, and Cooked up a Storm Saturday night.
~ it was something.
I kept meeting and connecting with folks from Switzerland who kept inviting me to Switzerland. It was like God was saying – hey, I got a bag packing adventure for you in the Swiss Alps if you are interested.
In due time Jesus…in…due…time!
But most of all….I MISSED YOU GUYS….! It was just for a week, but it felt like a thousand…years…
I just got back. I drove for 10 hours with some two cool and weird ladies who jammed to my Old Skool collection, yo. Wooo…freaked me out.
I’m okay…don’t panic.
On the trip last week with friends, one of my friends, Maria, took a risk. A BIG ONE. She shared the pains, difficulties, struggles, and hardships she was facing in trying to navigate her late twenties without close friends and an understanding community.
I could understand that. Its not easy finding friends in your late 20’s. Its difficult to date if you have standards. Its even more difficult when most of your friends are in different states. And painful when you are in a community but find it hard to become a part of that community.
You know, things some of you can relate to.
Well, Maria’s story was met with a current of brutal honesty, facts, and counsel which were ALL lacking in one thing – EMPATHY (Love and Understanding). And boy did it erupt into a minor argument of – spirituality.
In life, you won’t always have ideal circumstances, but you will always have opportunities in un-ideal circumstances for advancement.
Nothing is ideal.
The world is not ideal. Our circumstances are not ideal. People are not ideal. The stars won’t always line up for you to be able to make your move, date, marry, or start a business. Even when we hope for the ideal times to take a risk, they never come.
And if you are waiting for that ideal thing or person, gifts and blessings will always pass you by. But, indulge me for a sec.
I noticed that in the midst of the un-ideal circumstances are silent opportunities, echoed only by the wind.
You won’t see these opportunities. You won’t hear them. But for a brief moment, you will feel the breeze of one or two opportunities caress your countenance. ONLY for a brief moment.
*If you are adamant about perfection, perfect circumstances, and ideal circumstances, you will likely dismiss silent opportunities too quickly. You will brush it off as a temptation and miss the God moments, signs, numbers, symbols, and signals. You may miss God’s voice in the mundane and the unconventional.
*If you have an open mind, you will pick up the scent. And perhaps you will debate in your mind the outcome of either choosing to pursue set ideals or risk taking the opportunity in front of you. (NB: I’m not talking about values and ethics. Just life).
*You may consider that going with the opportunity you find. But of you, this choice will require great honesty on your part. Honesty about what is currently possible about your situation.
Honesty about what the current limits, boundaries, and restrictions of your situation are. And honesty as well as a painful admission about whether you are willing to pay the price to overcome set obstacles and limitations.
The choice will always be yours.
We don’t live in a world of fairy tales and happy endings.
THIS IS THE REAL WORLD. WE ARE LIVING IT
We can’t always make situations ideal but we can at least grow toward becoming our ideal selves
What makes our failures, hopes, ruined expectations…painful is hope deferred.
That’s because we have to contend with life living its own life. Life has a life of its own. It has its own good days and bad days.
But, even as we contend with what we wish were an ideal set of circumstances for our lives at the moment of pondering a decision, there will always be hope.
There will always be an opportunity or a possibility in the midst of un-ideal circumstances to chose something, chose someone, or make a simple choice that can be a long term blessing. But that will require some mental, emotional, and physical work.
That’s for sure. So –
We may not have ideal circumstances. But we can manage and have the ability to shift our journeys and circumstances toward the ideal side of the life spectrum after the fact
On the other hand –
Failure to take an opportunity just because circumstances are not ideal may become the one pivotal thing in life that you look back on as failure. Regardless of that, you can become a pirate of your crisis. So –
Work with the ideal in mind but plan elaborately for the worst and for alternatives. Better yet, “Lean not on your own understanding but in all your ways acknowledge the Lord and He will order your step (Proverbs 3:5).”
This is the real world.
Even so, its in the midst of us living “in the real world” and being a part of it that makes the work of the Almighty in us and through us a light, a delight, and a testimony.
With that in mind, I want to thank The Two Most Important women in my life – Grandma Dinah and Mom. These women sacrificed almost everything to raise me. They would die for me. Thank you so much.
Here’s is an intimate look at my origin through Grandma’s eyes.
She is over 100 and still going.
First, I mention them to show you where I came from. Secondly, it is to add life to a blessing/prophecy they gave me when I was young, a word which is unfolding. And lastly, their blessing connects me to the person this post is about.
For a while now, my life has been like a game of pool and my actions like the pool stick. Everything I did felt like I was trying to hit stripped balls into the table’s pockets. Finally, I am at the “8” ball, the last piece for me to play to win the game of pool.
In real life lingo, I can’t figure out what that “8” ball is for me to do so I can complete this season of my life. I am thinking if I can figure it out, I would know what to do to complete this season of my life.
But, it seems God is hinting that it has to do with STOPPING and REFLECTING on my roots. Its as if He is urging me to do this before this circle of my life, which has felt like an evenly matched game between my faith and the forces of evil, ends.
After the shooting in Texas this week, I stopped to think. As I interceded for Sutherland, the Texas Files in my soul were opened. I recalled and smiled at good and bad memories. But, I had to STOP what I had been doing altogether when I received unpleasant news yesterday.
I called to greet my godmother and found she died on September 20th. That’s almost a month and a half ago. I was in shock. And this is happening around the time of my “twin” brother’s one year death anniversary. So, this week, has been interesting.
So, instead of the usual posts about faith, family, process, or developing destiny, I want to remember my godmother, share what she did for me, and some defining lessons from her life as a woman, mother, wife, and missionary.
First, I have to confess.
The first thing that I thought of after hearing the news of her passing was whether I had honestly spent enough time with her
Whether I could have called her more often to just talk and connect. I do my part but I almost felt guilty of not talking to her as often as I wished
Nevertheless. She wouldn’t want me having those feelings.
I really do! Especially when it comes to worshiping God in song.
Often, I get lost in it that I forget about time and commitments. That often causes problems.
And that is the dilemma Ale faced recently.
She is a beauty, a dancer, a worshiper, a lover of Jesus, a friend of God, a risk taker, a woman of faith…from Columbia. She is (in typical Ale lingo) – just amazing!
When Ale experienced getting lost in God’s love, goodness, and presence while praising God “in the closet,” she too forgot about her time and commitments with her parents. She got chewed out for it. Trying to find an answer, she asked –
“Ish’, how do I balance worship of God with honoring time and other commitments even though I get so lost in worship and conversation with God during adoration (quite) time?”
Why does it seem like we are always waiting? Why is that it always comes down to “It’s going to happen”? Why isn’t it (the vision/destiny) already happening? Why doesn’t it happen? Its always future tense.
Let me answer that.
I shared the following on Facebook:
“For still the vision awaits its appointed time…if it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay” – Habakkuk 2:3
Then a friend asked:
“Amen. So if the vision or declaration takes 5 years, do you wait?“
Its a good question. One I had to answer for myself.
So, here are some thoughts that have helped me see things differently.
He is a world traveler, charismatic, caring, industrious, and good looking millennial. He is a beautiful soul. He is very accomplished in business and is currently in Real Estate with his dad serving the Silicon Valley area. He even appeared on the hit show – House Hunters International (Season 70, Episode 2 – Wherever I May Romania).
He is not just a friend. Eli is family! He is my people! He is good folk!
Not so obvious is his love for God. He really loves Jesus. He is a radical worshipper of the King of Kings. His LinkedIn profile even says that! (weird)
In the Circle of Vision which I wrote before this, I established that where there is no platform for a type of dream or vision, one has to be built.
A personal dream or vision will be difficult to actualize or fully realize without any national visionary platform to support those dreams and visions. And where there isn’t one – if there is no national visionary platform for freedom, a specific dream, or genre of skill, then the dreams and visions of the people perish.
If there is no platform,then one would need to be built.
Someone or some people will have to put their own dreams and visions aside to pursue the vision of building a platform for a people’s collective and individual visions to stand on.
Someone! Anyone – has to pay the price to build it.
Once that happens, then that volunteer can return to dreaming and journeying to establish personal visions in whatever field they chose or began.
In this post, I share one of my favorite examples. It involves soccer. More than that – women’s soccer. I was raised by women, cared for by women and supported by women. Plus, my brother played professional soccer in Europe.
So yes! I am passionate about soccer and Women’s Soccer for that matter.