Church Folk

For the past week, I have been teaching preschoolers in the Vacation Bible School. I wasn't asked by the director (lets call her Kate) of VBS but by the pastor because Kate didn't have teachers. On Monday, I was told that I had to get a song together for the program on Sunday. I found a song for the students to sing and created a dance to go with the student. However, I had to miss a day for personal reasons. Becasue I knew that I was leaving, I left the song with instructions so Kate could review the song with the children. When I returned I found that Kate changed my studnets song and wouldn't let them dance. Then Kate tells me to "practice" with my class, and then she left.
How was I going to practice when I didn't know what they were doing. I am so upset right now. I didn't not have to bail her out of a sticky situation of having no teachers, but I did! I feel used and abused. To make matters worse, a five year old tells me that she wants to do my song because its fun. What am I supposed to say to her. This kind of behavior makes me want to no go to church anymore.

The Best Poem In the World

I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of all,
nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp--
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal?
I would love to hear Your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

"And why's everyone so quiet, so somber?
Give me a clue."
"Hush, child," said He, "they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you.

DRAMA

Why is that drama follows you wherever you go? This is a question that I never seem to get answered. Does anyone know the answer.

My inspiration

This poem is dedicated to my great friend (you know who are). You are truely my inspiration and I thank you for everything.

You inspire me

When I sit to write a poem
your name comes out of me
I form each letter flawlessly
As if its meant to be
No other words can escape my mind
For only you can inspire me
When I try to paint a picture,
Your face is all I know.
I paint your image carefully
I don’t want to ruin excellence
Your image inspires me
When I try to sing a song
I sing of your good deads.
The times you’ve made me smile
Becomes my melody
The lyrics sing your excellence
Because you inspire me
When I wake to say my morning prayer
I tell God to Bless you
For you’ve helped me
To become the special person everyone see
I thank the Lord I’ve found you
Because you inspire me

P.S. Little man inspire me too! LOL! :)

why am i awake

its now12:45 am and I'm wide awake. Why? I have no idea. Two hours ago I was tired and ready for bed. I took a shower had a snack and now I can't sleep so I'm writing, but I have nothing to write so there went nothing.

Psalm 23

I challenged myself to remember psalm 23 and here's what i remember. Its not perfect but i did remember it

The Lord is my shepard I shall not want He maketh me lie down in green pastures. He leadth me beside still waters. He restoreth my soul He leadth me in the path of righteousness for his name sake. Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for thou art with me thy rod and thy staff comfort me Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil my cup runth over. Sure goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever

God Bless

THe Poem

My aunt send another wonderful poem for all to enjoy:

The Poem

I knelt to pray but not for long,

I had too much to do.

I had to hurry and get to work

For bills would soon be due.

So I knelt and said a hurried prayer,

And jumped up off my knees.

My Christian duty was now done

My soul could rest at ease.....

All day long I had no time

To spread a word of cheer

No time to speak of Christ to friends,

They'd laugh at me I'd fear.

No time, no time, too much to do,

That was my constant cry,

No time to give to souls in need

But at last the time, the time to die.

I went before the Lord,I came,

I stood with downcast eyes.

For in his hands God! held a book;

It was the book of life.

God looked into his book and said

"Your name I cannot find

I once was going to write it down...

But never found the time"

Author unknown

i shouldn't have left my bed

Saturday was an interesting day...

Saturday around 12 my friend Shel and i learn that we have to make a quick stop to wal-mart so we call and get a ride to go (neither of us drive). While at walmart my phone starts to ring. A new guy i met whol i'll call "mike" calls and wants to know where i am and why i'm not in my room. I tell i'm at wal mart then i'm to the gym and i call him when i get back to my dorm room.
An hour later i find myself in the gym on the bicycle getting a good workout when mike calls again wondering wher i am, so i tell. Just then Shel says "he does seem too right" i defend him and keep on working out. On our way back to the dorm he calls again. Now red flags are going off in my head, but i ignore it. As we are still walking another friend Bridget calls as ask her to go to her house for a little get together so we agree. By this time its 4 and we decide to go by Bridget at 7. Unfortunely i made the mistake to not call mike so he called me ...... three times. Around six i finally answer and he tells me "You must be fucking some nigga cause you didn't answer" i tell him i was busy and couldn't then i assure him i'll call him back but i have to go to a friends house. At Bridget's house another friend name Teresa calls and as me and Shel to go to a bar with her and we again. Then of course mike calls 6 times before we made it back to our dorm to get dressed. By this time its 11 and we're rushed to be ready for Teresa to pick us up. We decide to wait outside for Teresa because she was taking a long time when you guessed it Mike calls. He asks me why i didn't answer my room phone and i tell him i'm standing outside wait for a friend when he tells me he'll bring me so i won't have to wait. (now i'm scared) i decline and pray Teresa hurrys. By the time i drop my phone into my purse Mike arrives and ask me where i'm going and why i didn't tell him. i explain that we aren't dating so i can go when and where ever i please without telling him. He then reaches through the window to make me get into the car. I backed away he cursed then left (at this point i'm terrified) but i didn't say anything. Shel was calling the police but i talked her out of it (why i don't know) anyway Teresa comes and i decide to go out anyway. We get to the bar/club and Shel and I decide to wait in line while Teresa and her firend Ona freshen up. While waiting in the back of the line a car almost hits me. The police officer whose watchign the line resused us. Just then Teresa and Ona walk up they see friends and try to skip then . The police officers sees and try to stop then: that's when the shit hit the fan. Shel and i didn't know that Teresa had a fake stamp on and had given another one of her friends her id to get in so the cop almost arrested Teresa but he didn't we just couldn't get in. The night doesn't end there we deciede to go back to bridgets house but we want to get some drinks first. (bridgets doesn't drink) we go to a drive through liquour store but we can't purshace alchol because teresa whose dirvinig is only 19 it doesn't matter that she wasn't buying anything so we go to another store and purshase alchol. Next we go to bridget to find another guy im trying to avoid j. c. the first time i met him he wants me to strip. we leave there and decide to go home but teresa see a group of white men (she's black but only like white guys or black guys who are extremely dark like wesley snipes nothing in between) she follows them to a frat house and trys to go in We did talk her out of that and finally i get home at 3 in the morning.

The lesson for me is 1. i don't think i should take because i only attract crazy people 2. i shouldn't go out with people under 21 3. I need a car. 4. I haven't done any homework

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.