Monday, July 11, 2011

We Interrupt This Broadcast…

to bring you this very important update. 🙂

Did that get your attention?  I hope so.

How are you, my friends?  I hope all is well.  I figured it was time to bring you a little update on how my new home is coming along.  I believe I have finally found a blog designer.  Say a prayer please!  She was going on vacation just as I contacted her, so I guess I caught up with her just in time.  If all goes well, I will be on her calendar for the end of July/first of August.  That time frame works just fine with me, especially since I do have a place to live in the meantime.

I’m pretty excited!  I have no idea what my new digs will look like when it’s all said and done.  I just hope they look a lot like me!  I’m sure I’ll re-decorate again sometime down the road.  That’s just how we girls do.  For now, I’m just excited about this process and can’t wait for it to officially get started.  As always, I will keep you posted.

In the meantime, sometimes I get a little sad when I consider retiring Wisdom Virtue and Rubies.  Those words still carry a lot of weight with me, not to mention the sentimental attachment.  Several years ago when I led my first women’s small group, Wisdom, Virtue and Rubies was the title of the first lesson we studied together – a lesson God wrote through me.  To this day, leading that group was one of the most fulfilling experiences of my life.  My prayer is to get back to that place one day soon.  It was super cool!

I’m still praying about a special place for Wisdom Virtue and Rubies, since here is where it all began.  I’d love for it to be immortalized somehow, maybe as a chapter in a published book or study curriculum one day.  If I bring the words down to a personal level there are still volumes I could write about them.  I can reflect on the time in my life when I lacked wisdom, didn’t recognize my value and subsequently gave away my virtue.  Have you ever experienced a time like that?

Now it’s time to move on.  It’s time to move into a place of wholeness and freedom.  That’s what Completely You is all about.  I thought about those words one day, and I decided that for a woman to be secure in her identity in Christ there are 2 things she should know and 1 thing she should be able to do:

1.  A woman should be completely convinced that God loves her and considers her of great value.

2.  A woman should be completely confident that God created her for a special plan, with special gifts and talents, to walk out His special purpose of leading others to Him.  She was no accident.  She was created on purpose, for a purpose, and uniquely designed.

3.  A woman should be able to live completely carefree in the unique design with which God created her, embracing all aspects of her uniqueness!  For me, that could mean something as simple as embracing my small breasts and not so small hips and knowing that God purposefully designed me this way!  I’ll be honest.  It’s taking some time, but I’m getting there.

And I want you to get there, too.

Convinced.  Confident.  Carefree.

Completely You!

Saturday, April 30, 2011

The Yellow Dress

When I was a young girl, my favorite color was yellow.  I remember a favorite Easter dress my mother made by her own hands.  It was yellow and white.  I always said that yellow could brighten up any day.  It was reinforcement on a sunny day and became my happy sunshine stand-in whenever the sky’s big light decided to take a break.  I enjoyed wearing yellow mostly on cloudy days.

When I was in college I had a yellow outfit that I absolutely adored!  It was a solid yellow coordinate set – a button down, short-sleeved blouse with full length, wide-legged pants – made of the comfortable, soft rayon fabric that was popular back then.  Girls, it was bright yellow, and I loved it.  For some reason I felt my best and had an extra dose of happy when I wore that outfit.  It complemented my slim college girl figure well and just seemed to add a touch of lemon zest, if you will!

Sometime during the latter days of this year’s winter season (the time when clothing stores are debuting the must have fashions for spring), I strolled into a local T.J. Maxx store with one of my girlfriends.  Almost as soon as I landed on the inside of the automatic doors, there it was.  A BEAUTIFUL yellow, Calvin Klein dress, welcomed me into the store with a great BIG lemony grin!  Ladies, I tell you, my heart skipped not one but a few beats as I walked over to run my fingers across the fabric, check the price of course, and soak up some its sun shiny goodness.

“I have to try this on,” I told my friend.  I searched for my size.  YES!  It was there.  I grabbed it and raced to the fitting room.  I wrestled my way out of my warm winter clothing, exchanged them for this vision of spring loveliness, and turned to face the finished product in the mirror.

“Ahhhhh,” I sighed.

The sight added small puddles to my eyes as immediately my mind flashed back to a vision of me in my favorite yellow outfit, standing outside my college residence hall.  A picture of purity and innocence, there I stood, talking to a young man.  That young man would later receive that innocence and virtue without hesitation.  I offered out of ignorance, not understanding that at that moment I was giving the essence of who I was created to be, a “me” I had barely come to know to a “him” who knew just as little or less of himself.

From there, the days of my life began to unravel.  I spent 7 years on a tumultuous roller coaster of verbal, mental, and property abuse that was escalating to dangerous new heights by the moment.  The relationship exploited my lack of wisdom, mocked my royal standing, ballooned my college figure and whittled me down to no more than a sad existence of secret shame.

Now, many years later, there I stood in a three-way mirror with a vision of yellow beauty staring back at me.  Her figure was the closest to her college days than it’s ever been, yet just far enough away to carry the curves of the wisdom, virtue, and value she never knew was her inheritance back in those days.  On this day, my friends, she was wearing a yellow dress.  No pants!  This dress was reminiscent of the girl she was before and celebration of the girl she is today!

Yes, I bought the yellow dress!

Wise, Virtuous, Valuable,

Friday, August 27, 2010

Food for Friday

And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ. Galatians 4:6-7 NKJV

Today, (which will be “yesterday” by the time this post reaches you) I played a little catch up and spent some time reading a few of my favorite blogs.  I only have a few, because to be quite honest, I simply can’t spend all day reading blog posts.  I could, but…  Well, you get what I’m saying….

Anyway, not long ago I met a young lady in “blog land” who hosts a corner of the blog world entitled The Watered Soul.  She’s a very gifted writer, even though she would tell you she doesn’t consider herself a writer at all.  I am a subscriber to her posts, and some of her writings from this week were a part of my blog reading today.

It appears her Monday post was inspired by another blogger who hosts something called  “Monday Manna” at her place a couple of times per month.  This month’s “Monday Manna” was based on the scripture above and entitled Son or Slave?.  Well the post REALLY grabbed me, so I just had to share it with you all (“Monday Manna” /”Food for Friday”, get it?  Come on, work with me!  lol…).  Click on the title in the previous sentence, or click here to receive nourishment for your spirit on this fabulous Friday.  I promise it will be great fuel to jump start your weekend.

P.S. Make sure you stop by The Watered Soul to leave a comment.  Tell her Monica sent you! 🙂  Have a great weekend!

Wise, Virtuous, Valuable,