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    I remember my bro coming into my room one night. overly emotional he was.  He was crying.  he was drunk but a drunk mind speaks a sober heart ( or at least I think that’s how the proverb goes).  Needless to say my brother battles his own demons. and right at that moment I wasn’t sure how to help him fight his battle since I was losing my own.  But that was then and this is now and there is nothing like the Blood of Jesus to pull you through sporadic bouts  of depression.  I believe God has a plan for me and I believe he has one for my…

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    Christianity and the Working Girl

    After a long discussion with Terique last week and part of today, it occurred to me (God I’m so obtuse) that God has been trying to get my attention.  Have you ever felt totally frustrated about  your situation?  Perhaps you thought your circumstances were unfair.  Like your co-worker  showing up for work when he feels like it and your having to bear the onus of the workload.   Insignificant as it may seem.  It’s all a part of God’s plan for us.  I’ve been moaning and groaning about my circumstance for so long that  I failed to consult God for his wise instruction.    Immediate resolution; make snide remarks and comments until…

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    My Righteous Mind

    good morning, readers, if there are any.   maybe there aren’t. nevertheless, this was created for my own therapeutic needs.   Yesterday was my coming out day.   I came out of the spiritual closet.  I need to show God that I love him and I know that I haven’t been living as a spiritual being.   I’ve garnered such distrust for people that it is quite hard for me to show God’s love to others.   But as I was reading Hebrews 13:1, It really hit home that I should show my fellow man love just as God has shown love to me.   I should have no excuses…