I give up!

I try so hard,
but now I see;
That the true look I seek
Is really not for me.

I'm tried of crying over you
i don't believe you even know
I keep the tear so quietly
wishing you cared

So in the end
I give up!

Soul Food for the Christian Soul

My aunt Val sent me this poem via email. This is a poem for the every feeling of a Christian spirit. The author of this work unfortunately is unknown. Anyway......................Enjoy!!!!!



SOUL FOODI love the taste of T-bone Steak
Delicious every bite,
But there's nothing like the Word of God,
For my spiritual appetite.
The Word of God has milk and meat,
And even ice cream and cake.
Take a slice of the Bread of Life,
And coffee to keep us awake.
Open your Bible and turn to Psalms,
For David's famous buffet.
You can drink all the wine of the word you want,
And still feel fine the next day.
There's enough of the Word in everyone,
And no one has to cheat.
The Word of God is a smorgasbord,
So take all you are able to eat.
Let's have a little long suffering,
Job gives the recipe.
Patience is the main ingredient,
Self denial is the fee.
Wrap that up in temperance,
It may not make much sense,
Cover that with contentment,
Then add some joy for strength.


Let's have love for dessert,
Jesus made this dish,
Cream of joy and peace together,
Sift out all selfishness.
Add some deeds of righteousness,
Enough to make it sweet,
Humility is the frosting,
That makes the dish complete.
Or, are you on a diet,
Cause the race seems hard to run?
For a weight losing menu,
Try Hebrews 12 and 1.
Are you suffering from malnutrition,
And don't know what to do?
Your spiritual growth seems hindered,
Try 1st Peter 2 and 2.
If when every time you battle,
The enemy always wins,
Try some Holy Ghost Protein,
And spiritual vitamins.
God's Word can feed millions,
And still have plenty left.
Because the Word of God is Soul Food,
Sent from the World's Greatest CHEF.

****************Author unknown.

she's going to the chapel

One of my good friends from high school called me yesterday to tell me she’s getting married. At first, I was excited on of my girl’s is getting married and of course that means a wedding, so I started to calculated plane tickets and bridesmaid dress, etc. Then, it hit she’s getting married. MARRIED. That something I always wanted but the idea scared the hell out of me. Spending the rest of you life with one person. How do you know if you picked the right person ? I was still pondering all this when she told when she getting married. NEXT WEEKEND. WHAT? She claims there will be a bigger wedding later but I doubt . All I can say is I wish her the best of luck because she deserves it. I don’t understand why she’s moving so fast, but that not my business.

For The Ladies

Below is a wonderful poem Audrey Hepburn wrote when asked to share her "beauty tips." It was read at her funeral years later.

For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.

For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.

For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.

For beautiful hair, let a child run his/her fingers through it once a day.

For poise, walk with the knowledge that you never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; never throw out anyone.

Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you will find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands; one for helping yourself, and the other for helping others.

Beautiful Black Boy

This poem is dedicated to all the men that have been a part of my life. Whether the influence was postitive or negative, each experience has made the women I am today, so I thank you!
Hope you like it.


Beautiful black boy
I love you for who you are
Your intelligence encourages me
Your greatness inspires me
Your magnificence amazes me
In your eyes, I see future
Your lips speak of wisdom
Your shoulders show support
Each arm shows your strength
Your hands show hard work
Your belly shows desire
In your legs, I see poise
Your feet show quickness
In you I see me

Lesson learned

I was once told that you learn something new every day and if your lucky you learn something new about yourself each day. Well, this past week, I must've been the luckiest person in the world. I learned a lot about me.
First, I learned that after three year of being single, I'm finally ready to consider a relationship again. I met my ex when i was only 13 and we started dating when I was 15. We dated off and on until I was 19 (too long for someone that young.) I've realized that I need this time to figure out who I am as a women and learn more lessons about life and love.
Next, I;ve learned that I want real love, not the random relationships I've had over the past three years. I want to be able to experience life with someone who honestly cares about me and who i honestly care about. I want the real deal, hey I deserve it.
Last, I've that me and my best friend may be too close. (It took a guy to show me this one!) Me and my best friend send text messages to each other all day. (I think that's why its hard for me to accept that everyone doesn't like text messages). Once each of us are out of class we talk on the phone for about an hour, we both take a nap. At about nine we eat dinner together and I normally go to her dorm room and we talk and watch tv until 1 in the morning. If that's not enough we call each other about 2 to tell each other something we forgot. When I told her that maybe we spend too much time together, we agreed to seperate. So last night I left her room at 12. ( we need time to get used to the whole seperate thing)

That's just my baby daddy

Yesterday, my friends and I were having much needed girl talk. When I confessed that I had crush on someone. I told her how I thought the guy was nice and different from others. I also stared to talk about a conversation we had had before that I thought was funny(it also related to the conversation), she says, "Oh, so now you have a baby daddy!" What! I admittedly said now of course not. I want so much more than just a baby daddy. I want someone to be there for me, to stand with me. I mean any man can make a baby, but it takes a REAL MAN to be the love of my life. Have we become so accustomed to guys just making babies and leaving that that's all we as women want. If so, then I don't want that. I want to be loved and respected; I want a REAL MAN!

The Truth

In honor of African American History Month. I must post on of the greatest speeches dilvered. The speech is called "Ain't I a Women" Sojourner Truth (also know as Isabella Baumfee) This speech was given 1851 at the Women Convention in Akron, Ohio. This speech is important for African Americans as well as women. So here it is....

Well, children, where there is so much racket there must be something out of kilter. I think that 'twixt the negroes of the South and the women at the North, all talking about rights, the white men will be in a fix pretty soon. But what's all this here talking about?
That man over there says that women need to be helped into carriages, and lifted over ditches, and to have the best place everywhere. Nobody ever helps me into carriages, or over mud-puddles, or gives me any best place! And ain't I a woman? Look at me! Look at my arm! I have ploughed and planted, and gathered into barns, and no man could head me! And ain't I a woman? I could work as much and eat as much as a man—when I could get it—and bear the lash as well! And ain't I a woman? I have borne thirteen children, and seen most all sold off to slavery, and when I cried out with my mother's grief, none but Jesus heard me! And ain't I a woman?
Then they talk about this thing in the head; what's this they call it? [member of audience whispers, "intellect"] That's it, honey. What's that got to do with women's rights or negroes' rights? If my cup won't hold but a pint, and yours holds a quart, wouldn't you be mean not to let me have my little half measure full?
Then that little man in black there, he says women can't have as much rights as men, 'cause Christ wasn't a woman! Where did your Christ come from? Where did your Christ come from? From God and a woman! Man had nothing to do with Him.
If the first woman God ever made was strong enough to turn the world upside down all alone, these women together ought to be able to turn it back, and get it right side up again! And now they is asking to do it, the men better let them.
Obliged to you for hearing me, and now old Sojourner ain't got nothing more to say.