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Identifying Someone You’re Not Equally Yoked With, The Introduction

In 2014, it’s becoming more and more difficult to find love. We live in a wave of a “carefree,” “go with the flow” attitude. I would think by the time you approach your late 20’s or early 30’s, that attitude would be abandoned. Unfortunately, that’s not the case. Who has time to waste? Anyhow, the carefree, go with the flow attitude means this: “I’m going to date whoever I want to date, although I know you have sincere intentions of being monogamous with me.” If you haven’t come across that person, you may meet the broken wing. This is a person who recently exited a relationship. They’re hurt and broken, but feel a sense of liberation and freedom now that they’re single. The excitement of being back on the market propels them to relive what it feels like to be single again. In other words, it’s time to have “fun” and “to see what’s out there.” This is okay for them, but you have to take charge of your well-being. The result of encountering this person also leads to uncertainty, like the carefree; go with the flow type of person. Their emotions are pulling them in all kinds of different weird directions. Well, maybe weird isn’t a good choice of word. Let’s just say, they’re dealing with the past of who they were with, while trying to remain faithful to their healing process, with great potentials darting their way. It’s about variety and choice here. However, properly healing isn’t in the forefront of their minds.  Practice caution with this person.  You don’t know if they’ll return to the relationship they just left, or if they’re going out with 2 of 3 different people days or worse, sleeping with someone else while entertaining you. Step way. It’s a cold world out there.  Is there any wrong with the broken wing person?  Not necessarily. Who hasn’t experienced brokenness? But, in order to find and experience true love, you have to do it God’s way. Your heart should be turned toward him instead of dating someone else.

Pressure mounts up to find someone you can experience love and life with as time passes. You start to think do you have to settle for the sake of not being alone, even if that means putting up with someone who’s unfaithful to you or will treat you like an option.  If this person is you, come back for the second installment of Identifying Someone You’re Unequally Yoked With. I have a message for you. You don’t have to settle. You don’t have to be anyone’s option. You can stay course of waiting on God to send you someone beautiful and something meaningful. While you’re positioning yourself to find love, I want to share few points that will help you avoid disappointment in the next blog.

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What Fear and the Past Can Do in Your Present

She arrived home and carefully removed the bouquet of roses from her car. “Hmm, what’s this here?” she pulled out a manilla envelope and took a seat on the steps. She found a note inside that read:

“Dear Jennifer,

This was a wonderful night. Forgive me if things feel like they are moving too fast, but know that I’m not rushing you into anything. What I did tonight was genuine, sincere and completely unconditional. You owe me nothing in return. However, what I’m starting to feel for you cannot be denied. I really like you. I enjoy your company and conversation.  I think you’re a great woman with a beautiful spirit.  I’m looking forward to how our friendship will evolve.

I hope you enjoyed your time with me as much as I did with you. Have a good night, Jennifer.

Sincerely,

David Bradshaw.”

Jennifer laid the card down beside her. Words couldn’t fathom how special David made her feel on this night.  She stared into the infinite black skies, and saw stars flashing its brilliance across the universe, the moon tucked amidst smoke gray clouds that seemed to configure two hands collapsed over each other. She cupped her hands over her nose, her vision becoming blurry, feeling the churning deep within again. The spirit of love cocooned her, as she rocked side to side. But fear wiggled into her heart again when she was ready to go forward.

Mom, I think Robert is the one,” Jennifer said to her mother after their third date.

Her face fell into her knees, and she saw the disappointment on her face when she looked into the mirror that night after walking away from Robert. The love she started to feel for David scared her. “This isn’t be real,” she said rereading the card—searching for some blemish or insecurity in the words, but she found none. His action held his words up to its standards. She put the card back into the enveloped and stuffed it back into the bouquet. She had never experience anything like this before. She couldn’t believe David. Her past wouldn’t allow her to believe the potential love birthing in her present.  

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Update on My Novel

Before I get into what I have to say, I first want thank all who have supported me since day one. I started off posting quotes—really just tampering around with thoughts and feeling but venting from a breakup in 2008. Some of you may remember the short stories I posted on FB. The responses were pretty good considering where I was at in writing. Some of you encouraged me to write a book, and years later, I did. Life puts us in a different direction at times. I never wanted to write a novel. I wanted to be the next Dr. Cornel West….”just sayin.”

Thank you again for waiting patiently for the release my novel. I have worked diligently on Unconditionally Yours (title subject to change) for about two years now or some where around there. It’s difficult writing when life deals you with so many obstacles and unexpected changes and transitions. It’s difficult writing when you’re trying to make ends meet or coming across relationship with people who don’t understand the journey God has placed you on. The road to success is quite lonely, but I am thankful for the family and friends, strangers, well, shall I say angels, who God had me crossed paths with when I felt like giving up. I literally would have a long time ago if he wasn’t for God picking me back up.

My novel has been edited and I’m currently making revisions. I have a friend, writer and editor, by the name of Ariel Driskell, who has helped me shape my story in the direction I want it to be. I thank her for her patience.

Unconditionally Yours has a total of seventeen chapters, and I’m revising twelve while my editor is editing chapter nine. I plan to have my novel proofread before I submit it literally agents. Yes, I’m going the traditional route, so it’s going to take my time to see my novel on the shelves of Barnes & Nobles and other bookstores.

Once again, thanks for your patience and support. I promise you wont’ be disappointed with the finished product. I know it will be a success—it’s just a matter of time.

Until then, I hope you continue to enjoy my quotes and blogs. Stay tuned for my podcasts.

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Timing brings healing

She sees the ice around a bruised heart hoping to penetrate it

She utters words but they are rejected, the door shuts

He closes his eyes praying to be released

She takes a seat on the bench at the park from afar

Her eyes opened when she heard the door crack open. She waits.

Walking down worn steps, his emotions are cocooned in bandages

She sees the hurt within his eyes, but when she stood up, he pauses

“Its okay,” she said but he puts his head down

She begins to cross the street holding hope in one hand and faith in the other

He walks back to the door–not ready

“How long will you stay there she asks?”

His eyes conveyed uncertainty

She returns to the park and sits silently praying

Something begins to turn his heart as he watched her return day after day.

He turns the doorknob and she looks up

Taking each step slowly, his heart began to hurt

Tears roll down her closed eyes

The ice melts as he made his way to the park

He places his hand on her face and she opens her eyes slowly

Planting a kiss on her, she smiles with a heart filled with joy

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She’s afraid of me Pt.III

She paces back and forth with tears falling from her eyes

I narrowed my eyes looking closer. I see she’s carrying one luggage too heavy for her

I stand to help, but God says “leave this to me” so I sit

In her left hand, I see fear, hurt, pain, and distrust. I also saw a man’s name

In her right hand, she carries “I want to love again but how?”

I continue to pray in silence watching trains pass by. I become frustrated

She sees the look of despair on my face and comes to comfort me

She sits besides me acting out her nature of nurture and care. I denied her not

My mind welter but her touch eases me. Her spirit is peace

She looks deeply into my eyes and I see words fighting to come forth from the fibers of her fears

I listen.

“I’m afraid because I’ve been hurt before.”

“I’m afraid because I saw many come with the same intentions”

“I am afraid to take a chance”

“I’m just afraid”

I looked deeply into her eyes praying for God to speak on my behalf

She continued to stare and she listened: “I sent him to you because you prayed for him.”

“The past served the purpose for wisdom and to sharpen your spiritual eye for the right “one

“Take this man as your husband”

A train stops and an unknown passenger comes by taking the luggage from her left hand. Her countenance brightens

“But I’m afraid..” She started to say. The train that was leaving stopped but God said, “Go!”

Her spirits lifted and I saw the conductor give the cue to leave

She smiles with laughter watching the train leaving

 I held her into my arms stroking her soft skin

“Why didn’t you leave? Many trains passed by”

I kissed her and said, “all the trains that passed by were beautiful indeed, but they were all empty inside

“My spirit agrees with yours”

“You are the one God told me to patient for”

I kneeled to her feet in faith

She waits with great anticipation

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She’s afraid of me Pt. II

She sits in silence wondering what to do, so she prays

I listen to her spirit say, “I know that I prayed for the one, but I don’t believe its him–God, give me a sign”

Her fear is a sign that I’m what she’s been praying for

My hope is suspended in time and space

My feelings sit on the edge of a cliff wondering if it will be pushed over by her fear

I sit in silence praying that she will see what I see

But I can’t say a word because revelations come in two’s

I am taken to a new place

I stand at the station of her love waiting for her signal to get on board, but she keeps passing me by

I glance at my one-way ticket thinking if I should take the next trip out

Watching trains pass me by. I said “no. I’m not leaving.”

I took a seat looking at her with praying eyes

She wants me to leave or say something that will give her the easy way out, but I pray in silence

She glances over and sees that I am not ready to leave because she could feel the depth of my love for her from my spirit

She sees what I’m about to do

 She flirts and tells me to be patient to keep me around. “Does she realize that she’s confusing me?”

“I asked why are you doing this? You prayed me up, but you have me on hold”

I am paralyzed by her indecisiveness and my feelings for her

I stand up with luggages in each hand. She walks by observing them

I tighten the grip to faithfulness, unconditional love, and understanding

I clench my right hand to communication, commitment, and honesty

She walks by me again with tears in her eyes

I pray in silence, “God give her the strength to overcome her fears”

To be continued

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She’s afraid of Me Pt I

She prays to experience true love but my concept of love scares her

What she thought about previous men has been dismantled by my thoughts, but she runs with tears in her eyes

She desires to return, but fear keeps her away

“Why run?” I asked

She doesn’t respond audibly, but I hear spirit say, “Because I am afraid.”

Yearning to hear the voice of God yet she ignores when I call. I’m not God, but He speaks through me

She yearns to see the face God but she hides from me. I’m not God, but I was made in His image

My mind and spirit contradicts her thoughts about the stereotypical man yet she’s still afraid

She’s afraid because my concept of love brakes, shakes, deepens, heightens and adds years to her concept of love

“I’m not ready,” she claims. “I understand,” I said. “But you prayed for me and I showed up.”

“Why push me away?” “Because I’m afraid,” I heard her spirit say again

Sent to you by divine purpose yet she’s still stricken with fear. She doesn’t believe

“Are you wiling to wait another decade to find another man like me?” I asked

She sits in silence

To be continued…

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