He Wasn't At Service

Well, someone who has gone through with the same thing that I have wasn't at Watch Meeting service. I was so surprised. That is so unlike him. A couple of people asked me about him. I didn't know what to tell them. I am praying for him.

He wasn't at Watch Meeting Service. What's up with that?

Excuse me Whilst I pray...
Lord, touch him. God heal the pain that he feels. God help him to forgive those that hurt him. God help him to continue on in his ministry. God bless his ministry.
Amen.

The Phone Call

Mother Moore called and blessed us out because we didn't call her on Christmas. Jerry and I didn't even call our birth mother. Mother Moore wouldn't listen. Oh well.

She got upset with us, also, because we ate nachos and pizza for Christmas. It was our Christmas, so we could do what we wanted to do.

Merry Christmas ya'll.

A Prom Conversation

I didn't get to go to my prom in 1988 because of the religion of my mother. I have always felt slighted because I didn't go. I told my little god sister Shalitria. She is working on getting me a date so that I can go to HER prom. She is really working. She gives me updates regularly. She is going to let me go to HER prom. I am so shocked. I had always thought she was joking around with me, but she is serious.

I found out today what she is going to wear. She is going to be gorgeous and all dolled up. It looks like now, I am going to have to go all out and get dolled up, too. As she says, "This is my prom and I am going to look good." I told her that I wouldn't look better than her since it was HER prom.

Someone To Talk To

I won't say that I lied in my previous entry, but the Lord provided someone for me to talk to. I had planned on talking to Sis. S, but she wasn't at church. I ended up talking to my Trinity Temple godmother.

Let me tell you, she was on it. That woman can give some good sound advice when you catch her on a good day. What she said, was exactly what I needed.

Thank God.

She help me to understand some things about the humanity of people.

So often we forget that as Christians were are humans as well as the people in positions of authority are humans as well. We are all capable of getting our feelings hurt and hurting the feelings of others.

I just have to pray and put things in the Lord's hands.

No One To Talk To

I am very burdened by what is going on in my life right now. I really do not have anyone to talk to. I really need some kind of relief. Hopefully, I will figure out who to talk to eventually.

Still No Word

I still have not received any word about my situation from the person in authority. I am wondering if I will ever hear anything about the situation.

Trifling Drivers

I was riding with someone who is so trifling. We were on a two lane highway. He drove in the passing lane for most of the trip. People had to keep going around him in the right lane, because he was in the left lane. The sign clearly said, Left Lane Is For Passing Only. I read the sign to him, too. He said, "I'll pass someone eventually."

At one point and time, about seven cars passed us. I wouldn't have minded so much, but everyone kept cutting their eyes at me like I was the one driving.

Can I get a little help here, please?

Trifling drivers get on my nerves.

The Dinner Party

Well, Jerry and I ended up sitting at the kid's table during the dinner party. Ain't that bout nothing.

The dinner party was nice. There was this couple there, I can't remember their last name, but the guy's first name was Larry. I forgot the lady's name. (I need Jesus.) I guy named Neil was there. He is Mother Moore's "friend".

It was fun listening to Bro. Larry talk. He had something to say about everything. Neil talked to. He was okay. The lady was nice. I was very impressed by her. She was very polite and respectful. It was cool.

The dinner party was okay.

Jerry and I were going to try to clean up the kitchen for Mother Moore, but she had this thing about no one else washing her dishes. It's no skin off my nose.

Feeling Used

I have issues. When I go to visit someone in their home city, I expect them to spend time with me.

Mother Moore invited us down here for a Christmas dinner party. She has had Jerry and I doing all the work so far. She has been running all over creation and to the mall. I am beginning to feel a little used. Had she told us that she wanted us to come down to Atlanta to help her with the dinner party, I would not be feeling like this. She was supposed to be coming down here to chill and participate in a dinner party. We were not supposed to be cooking.

I am being nice because it is the holiday season, the time of giving and sharing, etc.

I will talk to her about it later.

Installation Service

I was able to see Eld. Richard "Mr. Clean" White installed as a bishop. It was a nice ceremony. I couldn't see anything from where I was sitting.

I wore a mink to the service. It was exhilarating wearing a full-length mink coat.

Everyone who was anyone was there. Jerry and I went with Mother Moore. We tried to sit with her, but the usher or seating coordinator would not let us sit with her. According to Mother Moore, the usher said, "Those are her children." The other lady said, "That makes no difference." Jerry and I didn't hear her say that. We understand how things work at the COGIC. If you are not someone in a position of authority, you will have to sit at the back of the church.

This one woman called some guy to sit by her. The seating coordinator tried to make him move several times. The woman told him not to move. She even told the seating coordinator to go on about her business. The seating coordinator did.

The seating coordinator made another man move and have to go sit by himself. It was very rude to make that man have to go sit by himself.

I once said that I wanted to be a jurisdictional supervisor in the COGIC, but I may change my mind after being at the installation. It was mostly about what the supervisors were wearing. That's pretty much the question asked by the people who were not there. "What did soinso have on?"

I am going to have to email Evg. Taylor and tell her that I feel her for real.

Hurt Feelings

I tried to speak to someone in authority today, just so that I would not harbor any ill will to this person. I can tend to do that. When I am upset with someone, I will not speak to them. I tried to make sure that my heart was pure and unburdened.

I made eye contact with this person on several occasions. This person did not look at me or acknowledge me once. It is getting hard to be cordial and polite to this person.

I was not the only person to notice this. Someone else who was with me noticed it, too.

Lord, help me to be strong and to not have any hard feelings towards this person.

I didn't know people with this kind of rank could act like that.

More Controversy

It's some more controversy going on in my life. I can't say much about it because it would open up the flood gates.

Something major is going on in a big organization and the head person in charge has not said anything on a big scale. I am wondering when the leader is going to say something.

Who knows?

New Story

I have come up with a new story that coinsides with LaDawnya's World. It explores the relationship between Kourtnee Adams and Colt Austin. It should be interesting as it developes.

I Didn't Get to See Her

Mother Moore was in this part of the state for Thanksgiving. She was supposed to get by to see Jerry and I. Jerry got to see her, but I didn't.

I would be upset, but Mother Moore had a lot of drama this holiday, so I can't be upset.

Praying Yet Again

Lord, help me not to harbor any hard feelings or animosity. Please grant me the grace to stand fast.

Help me to continue to love and respect all those who are involved. Help me to be strong.

Amen.

D's Nails

D came up to the school today. He actually came by the church to pick up the cymbals from the drum set. He sat down and talked to me for awhile. I looked at his hands told him that they were dirty. I sat at the desk and cleaned them with the fingernail file that I had at my desk. I got a brief sensation while cleaning his nails. I quickly made the sensation go away.

I told him that the school was closing. I made sure that I told him not to tell anyone about it. He said that he was going to pray for me. He gave me a hug before he left.

Good grief that boy is too much for me! Why isn't he my age?

It's Official...

Well, it's official. I am losing my job. The school is closing. The letter we are sending out says that it is due to lack of students and exorbitant expenses. If only you knew the whole story.

Pray for me, please.

Excuse me while I pray.

Thanksgiving Holiday

Thanksgiving was nice.

We got out of church late on Wednesday night. Jerry and I picked up the car and then drove to Stephenville. We reached Stephenville a little after 12:00 AM. Everyone was still woke. Us kids, Jerry, Alisha, Jamal, and I played video games, Jeopardy and Wheel of Fortune, until 4:00 AM in the morning. My stepmother was cooking.

We ate breakfast around 9:30 AM. Dinner was not going to be ready for a long while.

Jerry, Jamal, and I played video games (Pac Man) some more.

My daddy was not there for most of the day. He didn't get home until four something. Alisha spoke a word when she said, "It's quiet when Dad isn't here." I thought about it. It was very quiet without Daddy being there. Oh brother.

Dinner was ready at 5:45. I didn't eat that much because I didn't want to have a lot of food sitting on my stomach while we were riding back to Dallas. I must be too use to Jerry's cooking, because Mama Paulette's food did not taste like it had any seasoning on it.

Jerry and I drove back to Dallas.

Friday, I picked up my pay check and did some running around.

We drove to Refugio around 3:00 PM. We called my grandmother to tell her that we were on our way. She was about to begin fussing because we wouldn't get down there until 10:00 or 10:30. I had to tell her to stop fussing. We had to wait until Jerry got off from work.

We went with my mother to get a cellular phone. That was indeed an adventure of epic proportion. Everything was going smooth. We got the phone at Radio Shack. She had picked out one she liked. She picked out the Sprint plan she wanted. The Radio Shack staff was very cordial and helpful. I was very pleased with their customer service. The Radio Shack Staff called Sprint to activate the phone. The phone operator for Sprint acted a fool. He kept trying to get my mother to get a higher plan. She kept refusing. She got upset and handed me the phone. He tried to get me to get a higher plan. I told him no. He asked me to give the phone back to my mother. I did. He went back to trying to get my mother to get a higher plan. My mother went off...

"The people here have already explained this to me. I have told you several times that I don't need a bigger plan. I know I have fourteen days to change my mind, at the rate you are going, I am about to cancel this now!"

When she said that, every member of the Radio Shack Staff stopped what they were doing and looked at my mother. Jerry walked off from my mother. I stared at her. She handed the phone back to the clerk. He talked to the guy.

After all of this, my mother's phone was finally activated. The Radio Shack Staff teased us for a few minutes before we left the store. My mother thanked the Radio Shack Staff and told them that they had done a wonderful job. Jerry and I laughed all the way home, fooling with my Mama.

Jerry and I left Sunday morning. My mother's church was having a 3:00 service, so they didn't have church Sunday morning.

We stopped in San Marcos to go to the outlet mall. Traffic gong back to Dallas was congested and backed up. We stopped at a gas station. There was a line for the restroom. We had to go to another gas station.

We finally made it home.

This Thanksgiving holiday was great!

Being A Woman

Sometimes being a woman stinks. Take that anyway you want.

My Poetry Site

I have created a new poetry site called, My Poet's Voice.

I decided that I wanted a diary devoted solely to my poetry.

Enjoy.