"Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better." Ecc.7:3
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Truth Is...
The caption of this blog is a scripture that suggests that sorrow is not a bad thing and is better than laughter. This doesn't mean that I believe people should be sorrowful and I certainly don't want them to be. Anyone who knows me knows how much I LOVE to laugh, and I laugh... a lot! I only want people to understand that sorrow has the potential to be the best thing that could ever happen to us. And since we all face it at some point in our lives we need to utilize the time wisely. Without sadness, many of us would never turn to God... and He knows this. When we are weak, He is strong. I believe God takes pleasure in showing us how mighty He is... especially when the enemy is trying so hard to make us focus on our weaknesses. Because I continuously turned to God in the midst of my mess, I can honestly say that I have reached a constant point of joy, peace, and love in my life... It surpasses all understanding. And I'm still growing. But ONLY because of the grace, mercy, and love that God gives to me every second of every day. Although my circumstances have not always been easy, I am very blessed to have three beautiful and healthy children who have great fathers that help me (physically and financially) without a moments pause. We have terrific relationships and I don't have to deal with the so-called "drama" that so many single mothers and fathers have to deal with. It's really quite amazing how God has blessed me in spite of my foolishness. I am forever grateful for the good times and even more grateful for all the bad times.
Monday, October 3, 2011
I once was lost...
What he didn't know is that there once was a time when I spent my days and nights being mortified because I had believed the very words that he had said to me. It took me a ton of praying, soul-searching, etc. to get past it. I would not even speak the words "my kids have different dads" and would cringe at just the thought of someone else reminding me of my circumstances. I've come a long way since then. God has shown me countless times how valuable I am... How worthy I am. NOT because I am such a great person, but because I am His child and He loves me more than my mind can conceive. Now that I know my worth, I sometimes forget about the negative light which my circumstances can cast on those who don't know anything about me. Nevertheless, my friend sure gave me a reminder.
As we continued our conversation we moved onto other subjects and I kind of forgot about what he had said. However, about 1o minutes after hanging up the phone, his words suddenly came back to me and I could not hold back the tears. I cried. BUT it was a good cry. So many thoughts of how far God has brought me, overwhelmed me with emotion. I vividly remembered how I was once so tortured by the truth that my children had different fathers. It literally haunted me! I went through so much to overcome that shame, with a smile on my face while dying inside. Sadly, no one knew the anguish I felt... it was a lonely time. Then, I realized how that truth no longer had control over me and it was no longer able to kill my hope. I cried even more.
I wiped my tears after continuously thanking God and it was apparent at that moment that although God has healed me, I will never forget the pain I went through. The best way to describe it is to compare it to a C-Section scar. I have never had one but everyone that I talk to who has had one says that after their incision heals (even years after), the area still feels tender... different. That perfectly describes my situation. Now, I can't help but think... God delivered me from my shame... by C-section! God has closed up the wound. I'm all healed now (by His stripes) and the scarring is minimal. But when that area of my life is touched (as my friend touched it with his words), it feels tender and I know... I remember, that there was once an open wound there. It doesn't hurt any more... I don't even feel it... unless it's touched. I am very grateful for the reminder. I suppose I need it every now again to ensure that I NEVER forget what God has done in my life.
Friday, August 19, 2011
Thank You Lord...
I always pray for God to help me to be grateful and appreciate the good in my life because I never want something to be taken away from me before I realize what a blessing it is. I guess that's why I'm always aware of what a blessing it is to have good health and to have my children be in good health. My heart sincerely goes out to those who have poor health conditions. People with good health can never truly understand what it's like to deal with a life of sickness... we can only imagine. And there's nothing on this Earth that humbles me more than trying to imagine. It makes me feel so ridiculous to complain about anything... and it should! Some of my most sincere prayers are the ones I say when asking for the comfort and healing of the people I know who are sick. And then I always thank God from the bottom of my heart that neither I, nor my children have to suffer that way. I know God only gives us what we can bare but I am sure I'm too weak of a person to carry the burden of having a sick child or losing a child. Don't get me wrong, I am fully aware that it could happen at any time... but my mind just won't let me conceive it. When it comes to that type of sorrow, I am without a doubt at a loss for words.
I know more than enough people who have poor health and my hope will always be for the healing of their bodies. I wish that no one had to suffer that way but we all have giants in our lives that we have to face at some point. True... some people face bigger giants than others. But the bigger the giants, the harder they fall.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Meant For Our Good
It can be extremely difficult to have faith through tough times. Even when God has revealed something to you and you know without a doubt that it will come to pass, there will still be times when doubt rears it's ugly head. Why? Because the enemy never passes up a chance to cause chaos and confusion in our lives. He wants to destroy the faith we have in God. But we HAVE to KNOW that God will ALWAYS do what He says He will do. It doesn't matter how things may look in our eyes... He's always working behind the scene on our behalf. Although I know and believe this with every fiber of my being, I still have times when I get beyond discouraged. I loathe the discouragement but I can appreciate it at the same time because our faith cannot be strengthened if it's never tested. Faith is what turns heartbreak into heartmake. No matter what we may face in this sometimes cruel life, there has to be something inside of us that motivates us to persevere. Whenever I feel down, worried, stressed, or just plain tired, I try to remember this... God created this world. He keeps the sun, moon, and stars in place and He keeps the Earth spinning. If He can do all that, surely He can handle anything that I may be dealing with... and He will. That's called putting things into perspective. We should never let our problems get bigger than God... just have faith that He's got it (even when it doesn't seem like it).
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Been there, done that...
So after a healthy dose of soul searching, I came up with the conclusion... I am me. I love me... just the way I am. I'm not perfect, but even my imperfections make ME, me. I think God will, at times, bring people into our lives who will cause us to evaluate (or reevaluate) who we are as individuals. I had someone tell me that they didn't understand me and made it seem as if I was this tough puzzle to be solved. I almost believed it. Because this one person (who meant so much to me) couldn't figure me out, I started trying to figure out who I was so I could help that person understand. The only problem... I already knew who I was! I had figured it out years ago. But still I felt like something must be wrong with me because this person didn't understand me... until I snapped out of it! I had an "aha" moment and realized that I'm not meant to be understood by everyone. And it doesn't necessarily mean that something is wrong with me when I am misunderstood... it could possibly mean that something is wrong with whoever misunderstands. OR simply that the person is not meant to be a part of my life. Whatever the case may be, I believe everyone comes into your life for a reason (no matter how long they stay). It's up to us individually to figure out what that reason is. I can never change my personality so the people who have a problem with it or who don't understand it are going to have to take that up with God, I guess. My character I do have the power to change and I work on improving it everyday. I don't have the best character, but I know it's good. Therefore, I will never again let someone lead me to believe that I need to "figure me out" because they can't figure me out.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Just shut up and write!
Sunday, April 10, 2011
His Passion
Monday, February 7, 2011
~Sorrow Knows No Name
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Now I Know...
About Me
- Ebony TyShell
- I love God because I realize that He first loved me. I am a single mother of a son and two daughters. They definitely keep me on my toes and are part of the reason why I strive to follow the path of righteousness.
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