Look and Live

YES I CAN

2009-10-27T20:07:00.002-05:00

It was nearly a year ago that we waited in anticipation for Nov. 4. Some doubted, some prayed, some vowed to leave the U.S. if prayers were answered. Some said it wouldn't happen, and then it did. If you are discouraged today, think back to just a year ago. Remember the chant, "Yes We Can!" ...Personalize it and prophesy over yourself, "Yes I Can! Yes...I...CAN" Believe it, receive it...and it is so!

A New Season

2009-07-03T19:15:00.005-05:00

First, I would like to thank my friends who visit weekly to read the messages and lessons God allowed me to share with you. Seven is the number of completion, so it is fitting that in the seventh month of the year I temporarily suspend my blog in preparation for a new season in my life.

In addition to completing my doctoral dissertation, I am in transition to Durham, North Carolina, where I will begin divinity school in the fall. God is ordering my steps and has carried me when the journey has become overwhelming in recent days.

I am still writing, but God has directed me to preserve some items for a future print publication. LookNLive is on Facebook, where I share brief thoughts daily with my friends. Feel free to "friend me" to stay connected (http://www.facebook.com/LookNLive).

I pray God's blessings upon your life and may each of you continue to Look and Live as you walk in your blessings.

With Love,

Arlecia

Not What We Give, But What We Share

2009-06-03T11:25:00.007-05:00

Some might think my granny would now collect a pension from the phone company. Why? Well, she has always served as the community operator. Before I knew 411 existed, I realized that you could call our home and “mama” could give you every phone number you needed. While she has been given address books, none of her numbers are alphabetized or in any specific order. Everything is written in pencil and no one else understands her system. When it comes to getting people connected, she is Johnny Mae-on-the-spot. If you need the cousin from the country’s phone number to let them know the cousin in the city died, call Louise. If you cannot find your drunken friend, call Louise and she can put you in touch with a neighbor who lives on the corner where they hang out. If you need a few dozen crabs from the crab shack on the street behind her house, call Louise. Trust me, she has the number.

This service was often a source of contention in our home, as her clients thought her husband and children were at their disposal. Sadly, we often refused to answer the phone and concluded: “they callin’ for mama and she ain’t home.”

These days, you cannot call another person for a number or even an email address without hearing, “well, let me see if it is okay.” Louise never gave those types of responses; she just made connections and updated her address book. She is from another generation. She remembers when people looked out for one another. If you knew something, you had to share it so everyone could survive. She came of age in a time when very few people could read proficiently, so they had to pool their skills so they could understand the messages coming into their community and homes. They could not avoid people with caller ID.

Even if she is not always the friendliest operator, she and so many others of her generation adhere to that one verse: “If I can help somebody, as I pass along, then my living shall not be in vain.”

So often people think they have to be rich or smart to help someone else. We fail to realize that just a simple word or deed can make a difference.

Could your co-worker prosper if you just suggested that she proofread memos before sending them out? You have heard them laughing, but have you used your relationship to encourage her to make improvements?

Do you have some information about a summer program or activity that would help another parent? I know, I know, I know. If you share the info, your child may not get one of the five remaining spots. Remember, you would not know about the program if someone had not shared it with you.

Does your friend just need a word of encouragement? What is stopping you from delivering the message? Send a note, buy a book, or make a simple phone call.

Have you invited a friend or loved one to Christ? Have you shared the Good News? I refuse to believe that you have not shared salvation with them because it threatens your position as Super Saint. I refuse to believe that today!

I think I have taken after Louise, as I am always sending an email that may be of interest or use. I may not be able to use it, but it may help somebody else.

What can you share today?

Running on to see what the end is going to be,

Arlecia

The photo above was taken last week on the morning of my 35th birthday (Tuesday May 26). Lord knows it was too early, but I suggested the time. LOL! In the words of the old deacon, I was thankful that my bed wasn’t my cooling board and my sheet wasn’t my winding sheet. I started my day off by having breakfast with members of my Iowa Sister Circle. At some point or time, they have rescued me from something. They've picked me up from the airport and the hospital, and shared in so many ways. I call them friends and I don't use that title loosely.

Come to think about it, I've even been in a car accident with one of them and slid off the road in a snow storm with another one. Thank God we are women of prayer and people are always praying for us.

It's Still Spring and Not Too Late for Spring Cleaning

2009-05-25T10:37:00.003-05:00

Tomorrow is my birthday, so I'm taking a little time off to celebrate my Earth Day!

I was cleaning my refrigerator and received a Word. Some of us need to discard a few people and things that no longer edify or nourish us physically, mentally, or spiritually. I'm using Clorox in the frig, but what kind of disinfectant do you need today?

I pray all is well with you and yours. I pray today for not only those who gave their lives for our country, but also for those family and friends who continue to grieve. I also pray that the minds and spirits of all veterans will be renewed this day!

Continue to Look and Live,
Arlecia

There’s Still Power in the Name

2009-05-14T12:07:00.003-05:00

Proverbs 18:10 (NIV)

10 The name of the LORD is a strong tower;
the righteous run to it and are safe.

Philippians 2:9-11 (NIV)

9Therefore God exalted him to the highest place
and gave him the name that is above every name,
10that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow,
in heaven and on earth and under the earth,
11and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord,
to the glory of God the Father.

On Sunday, I went for a walk in a wooded area near my home. It’s a trail maintained by two cities, so it is paved, marked, and there is a sign reminding users that all pets should remain on leashes.

One thing very few people know about me, is I do not like dogs. I do not like big ones, small ones, friendly ones, seeing eye ones, none. We had two dogs at home while I was growing up. I have baby pictures with Skippy, but I do not recall liking him that much either. Then there was prince, my grandfather’s friend. He would bark when my car arrived, but he knew I belonged to his family even though I did not like him jumping up all over me. If you do not want me to come to your house, just tell me you have a dog.

As a reporter, I always got the animal assignments and that was never a good thing.

On Sunday, I was energized and excited about my walk until, that is, I saw this big black dog running through the woods. “Oh, Lord.” I could not outrun him and if I went in the woods snakes and deer would greet me. I have previously encountered them during my walks. On the way to the trail, I had picked up a tree limb off the ground, so I was packing. I slid behind a few bushes. As the dog approached, I pointed my stick and yelled at the top of my lungs, “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus…” There were no other bikers or joggers in site to rescue me. The dog got a few feet near me and he just stopped running. I kept screaming as the dog just looked around. I cannot say what took place, I only know that the dog just kept on running and left me alone. I hustled down the track only to find the dog’s irresponsible owners looking for him. Of course, I had to remind them that they had not followed the rules of the trail by unleashing their dog. I wished for a citizen’s arrest.

To avoid another dog encounter, I exited the trail and continued home via a main highway that added another 1.5+ miles to my walk. Now my adrenaline is rushing and my heart rate and blood pressure are up, so what was my lesson for this day? There is Power in the name of Jesus.

So often, other choice words come to mind when we are under attack or in trouble, but know today that your situation can change when you call on His name. I am not sure if the dog in the woods stopped because He saw angels, what I do know is that he did not get a chance to see or taste my thigh. If demons tremble at the name (James 2:19), I can only imagine a dog’s plan to attack could change.

I am thankful today that I can call His name and trust that He will answer!

Going From Recession to Possession and Walking in My Blessings!

Arlecia

P.S. This morning I returned to the trail for a 3.5 mile walk. I have to exercise to maintain my sanity and control the jiggle in my wiggle. I couldn't resist. LOL! No dogs today!

Don’t Jump

2009-05-04T02:29:00.005-05:00

Last week was one for the record books. In addition to having a virus, I had to make one of the most difficult decisions of my academic career. I am a soprano but I sounded like a bass; I did not have time to be ill. While I could not physically sit up on Tuesday, on Wednesday, I got the supernatural strength needed to put out the acres of fires spreading in my life. Around noon on Wednesday, I was simply through dealing. I was crying, blowing my nose, and trying to keep it together. I had prayed, but I needed to talk. I reached for my home phone and quickly scanned through the Caller ID for the Ohio call. The phone just rang, and rang, and rang, and I was about to hang up before hearing “hello.” I said the same and just started groanin’.and moanin’. I did not have to say much more. My sister friend/ prayer partner knew in that moment that I was under an attack. I did not go into that much detail about the situation before she responded as if she were a village elder. We are about the same age, but that homegrown Southern wisdom knew exactly what to say. She reminded me of God’s promises and rebuked me for any statements that did not line up with it. “We don’t receive that report,” she said to such comments. For example, earlier in that day I had spoken with one of my professors and had said, “I’ll leave here empty handed with no degree before I leave here without my sanity. Twenty years from now another degree won’t do me any good if I’m crazy.” From the very beginning, I promised myself I was going to complete this degree in my right mind.

Before we prayed together, she reminded me, “You are the descendant of the ones who chose to live.” By this time, I was having one of those Elizabeth and Mary moments where the baby is leaping. What she was referring to was the Middle Passage, the middle leg of the voyage for African slaves on their way to the New World. Whether through sickness or suicide, it is estimated that 10 to 20 percent of Africans did not survive the journey. Some jumped overboard while others starved themselves to death. (I feel sick even considering the travelling conditions. You can read basic info about the passage at http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/aia/part1/1p277.html)

We each prayed and encouraged one another. I felt a release in my spirit after I hung up, and all I could hear was “don’t jump.” I had no plans of taking my life, but it was a situation where I could have lost my mind if I did not have something larger to embrace.

Beloved, I could not wait for the flames to cool so I could sit down and write this entry.

Recently, we have all seen the reports of people taking their lives and that of their family members due in part to our nation’s financial crisis. For many, life has become too hard to navigate. Just last year, my town dealt with a similar case after a former banker took the life of his wife and their four adopted kids. I will never forget the photo of the six white caskets on the front page of the newspaper.

“Things couldn’t get that bad,” we say as we hear these reports. Last week was bad, but something deep down inside of me reminded me that I had to run on to see what the end was going to be. My prayer partner’s words reinforced that. Since being here, I have heard of the suicide of at least one graduate student. In addition to the stress that comes with the territory, he was living with mental illness. “There but for the grace of God, go I.”

Life is hard.

Paul writes in 2 Corinthians 4:7-9 that although we are cast down we are unconquered. If you are more familiar with Mary J. Blige, you may recall she said it like this, “I came to the edge of the ledge, but I didn’t jump. ‘My life’ will sum it up; you can’t hold a good woman down.”

No matter how we deal with our issues, the most important thing is that we deal with them. While prayer and faith in God definitely works, we may also need to seek the help of professional counselors and therapists. While some things can only be worked out with prayer and fasting, others may require medical intervention. It is okay to say the load is too heavy. It is also just fine to say the word some of us have banished from our vocabularies: NO. Last week, someone asked about my blog and I explained that if I had anything left it was on reserve. I needed it to encourage myself.

The month of May is Mental Health Awareness Month and Thursday, May 7 is National Children’s Mental Health Awareness Day. This month, take the time to assess your mental health. As I mentioned earlier, I cannot complete my divine assignment if my mind is not right. The same holds true for you. Most insurance plans or employers cover counseling visits and there are free services available from various agencies in each community.

No matter how you choose to deal with your issues, just remember these two words: “don’t jump.” God is not through with you yet!

I thank God for those of you who keep me lifted in prayer. May God continue to bless and keep all of you in health and peace!

Arlecia

Are You "rehd" to Go?

2009-04-20T10:53:00.003-05:00

I often say I am like my granny when it comes to receiving a last-minute invitation. If she has no other plans, you can call her and within a matter of minutes, she can get ready for lunch, a church service, a funeral, or for a trip to the mall. As a young woman, I learned that one should always have a few essential items in an effort to stay prepared for anything. A woman should have an inventory of pantyhose, a black dress, white suit, pair of black shoes with a good heel, some pearls and any other items necessary for your lifestyle or work. From my grandfather, I learned you should not go out with your shoes looking any old kind of way. Even if they were old, you needed to replace the heel and give them a good shine. Nowadays, most young women rely on magazines or Stacy and Clinton on What Not to Wear to teach these lessons on preparation.

Recently, an acquaintance sent me a text message inquiring about dinner. We had previously discussed breaking bread, but I did not think the invite would come so soon. I hate texting, but I responded and indicated that I could meet thirty minutes later than suggested. Thankfully, the other party called to confirm. I had a few hours warning, so I completed my tasks and started to consider what to wear. Just like granny, I threw an outfit together (I even ironed), pinned up my hair, dabbed on a little mid-week makeup and I was “rehd to go.” Granny’s principle was at play: always be prepared. After returning home and considering how quickly I was able to get ready for the impromptu date, I realized how so many people miss their moment or an opportunity by being unprepared.

Would you be ready if the opportunity you desired presented itself?
Would your resume be ready if your dream job posted within the next 24 hours?
Would you have a passport if you received a last-minute invite to sail the Mediterranean?
Would your business plan be ready if your personal banker called offering a new business loan with zero percent interest?
Would your soul be ready if Jesus returned today? 2 Peter 3:10 reminds us: “But the day of the Lord will come like a thief...”
Would you need to primp and clean yourself up, or would you be “rehd to go”?

What has the spirit been leading you to prepare for?
Have you been told to prepare for the shifting of a season in your life?
Have you delayed preparing your children in some way?

So often, we receive spiritual text messages prompting us to get ready, yet we ignore them, erase the messages, or simply power down the device. They will not disappear, like messages in the natural, that little mailbox symbol will just sit there until you listen or read the message.

It is my prayer that as we approach this new week, we will all consider how to get our physical as well as our spiritual houses in order. I may have 40 pairs of pantyhose, but if I cannot find them, I still got problems!

Continue to walk in your blessings, pray for others, and prepare to receive the blessings that are on the way!

With Love,
Arlecia

The photo posted here was taken a few weeks ago at a banquet celebrating 90 Years of Delta Sigma Theta at the University of Iowa. This look took some planning, as I bought the dress more than a month earlier.

Winning the Game of Life

2009-04-01T14:54:00.004-05:00

As you can imagine, sometimes the inspirer needs a little dose of inspiration. Thankfully, God allows all kinds of things to encourage me as I strive to encourage myself. This morning before I went to sleep on the couch (Yes, I go to bed between 1 and 3 a.m.), I was flipping channels and landed on HBO Sports. It was there that I learned about the story of Rayna Dubose. I couldn’t the clip, but I found her website at http://www.raynadubose.net/

After hearing her story, I waved my hands and thanked God for the activity of my limbs. When time permits, take a minute to visit her site and read this powerful story yourself.

Once you’ve read her story, you’ll thank God that you have the physical ability to walk in your blessings!

Enjoy the blessings of the Lord!

Arlecia

You are the Apple of His eye!

2009-03-24T11:08:00.003-05:00

I was recently in the produce aisle of the grocery store and a Bartlett pear spoke to me. Well, the fruit did not actually speak, but as I made my selection, God spoke

I carefully selected my strawberries, inspecting each one to make sure there were no blemishes and bruising, and proceeded to the pears. The pears were rather small and a tad hard, but I need my fiber. I loaded my bag and noticed that I had selected a few with brown scars. Not bruised, but simply kissed by nature. “Why would I pick this one with all of these marks?” I asked myself. Instantly God spoke and said, “that’s how I often pick people.” By judging the outside of the fruit I was underestimating the value inside. “There’s some good stuff in there.” I heard as I massaged the fruit.

“This is good, stuff,” I thought, wishing I had a pen and paper to write this revelation down.

Have you underestimated your value because of what things look like on the outside? Have you ignored your calling because you are more concerned with what people will think? Have you underestimated someone else’s anointing/assignment because God did not personally e-mail you that He qualified them?

So often, we disqualify ourselves because of our pasts. We walk around paranoid that someone is going to uncover our hidden secrets or begin a testimony period: “I knew her when she use to…be at the club…be at the hotel….cuss like a sailor.” You fill in the blanks.

Did you get the memo that God knows the raw material He’s working with?

If you only take one thing away this week, remember this:
“Get in alignment with your assignment”.

We align our tires; why not align our lives with God’s will?

So often, we hear God speaking to us about our assignments, but we second-guess the message and ourselves. We underestimate God’s ability to see our hearts.(See 1 Samuel 16:7)

I am not advising you to quit your good job or use what’s left of your retirement to follow a wild dream, I just want to remind you that YOU are so much more than your listing in the employee directory or the label on your name tag. Today, if you have not already done so, ask God to help you get aligned with your assignment. Ask Him for instructions on what He has given you to do. Ask him to remove the fear and mute the negative self-talk that prevent you from being all He wants you to be.

Even if you have been bruised, bitten into, left to rot, or stripped of your protective skin, know that there is still something good inside of you that God can use for His glory. No matter what you look like to others, you are still the apple of His eye!

Enjoy the blessings of the Lord and continue to pray my strength!
Arlecia

I Have Seen Him Work

2009-03-17T09:34:00.002-05:00

Hebrews 11:1-2 (NIV)

Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. ²This is what the ancients were commended for.

I am not sure how restful my nights are, as I awake most morning with my mind saturated with a million thoughts, a list of things to do, and revelations that came through the night. On Monday morning after only five hours of sleep, I woke up thinking, “I wish I could bottle up some faith and distribute it.” If it were that easy, all of you would have a few ounces of the faith highlighted in Hebrews 11.

Today, I want to make this Testimony Tuesday in an effort to help strengthen your faith.

I am currently in the midst of one of the biggest faith walks of my life and if I had faith to disperse, I would probably have to maintain every ounce I had for the weeks and months ahead. In sharing the circumstances of this walk, I have found myself giving mini-sermons on faith:

“How many times in your life do you really get to activate your faith?”

“We can trust God with little things, but when do you get a chance to step out on the water?”

“You have to decide whether you’re going to stay in the boat or you if you’re going to walk out on out. “

“Just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean God can’t do it!”

No matter the sermon, some faith walks must only be shared with other water-walkers. Like Peter, you might want to walk out on the water, but it is impossible when fear overrides faith

(See Matthew 14:22-33). If you tell people who normally choose to stay in the boat, you might hear:

“You gonna drown.”

“You better get back in this boat.”

“Did you see how rough those waves are?”

“You have a nice, safe boat here; I can’t understand why you would possibly want to go in that chilly water?”

In those moments, you must remember who made the winds and the waves. Peter had to remember who invited him to “Come.”

Today, I cannot package faith and distribute it, but I can tell you that you just have to step out one foot at a time. Because I have seen God work on my behalf in so many areas of my life, I cannot do anything but trust Him. My degrees, skills, gifts, affiliations or sense of humor cannot do for me what He can. I have not only seen God open doors, but He’s replaced roofs and rezoned neighborhoods so that houses with larger doors could contain those things He had for me.

As I was writing, God reminded me of the woman with the issue of blood (Matthew 9:20). I could only imagine what some of the bystanders had to say as the woman made her way to Jesus. “Why doesn’t she get off that ground?” someone said.

“Does she really think she’s going to get through all of those people? I told you she was crazy,” her best friend said from afar. They had a whole lot to say, but obviously, they had no healing powers at their disposal. No matter what they said, the sick woman realized her situation would change if she could just get in where she could fit in. Jesus recognized her faith and healed her. (Matthew 9:22)

Can you operate in faith even when others around you cannot believe? When they call you crazy? When they question you, your faith and your God? Can you trust Him when you cannot trace Him? Today, I am thankful that one of my greatest possessions in this world is my faith. I do not know what I would do without it. If you took away my degrees, I would figure out how to make it in this world. If you took away my faith, I would become what the old saints sang about, “a ship without a sail.”

Today, I pray for people who have lost faith and hope, and for people who no longer believe in themselves. If you are a water- walker, I pray that you will share your testimony of faith to encourage someone else.

As for me, I am going to stand in faith as I walk and run on to see what the end is going to be!

Hallelujah!

P.S. Feel free to share your testimonies in the comment box below.

Arlecia

Don't Wait Another Day - It's Not Promised

2009-03-10T10:39:00.004-05:00

I am thankful to find revelations in my day-to-day experiences. This past weekend, I traveled to Norman, Oklahoma, to participate in an academic conference. It is a time where scholars fly hundreds or even thousands of miles to shake hands and make presentations that last no more than 15 minutes. After a 13-hour flying day on Sunday, I did not think it was worth it. Thankfully, God used an experience attached to the opening reception as my true reward.

On Friday evening, our group traveled to Oklahoma City where domestic terrorism took place nearly 14 years ago. As a junior in college, I watched television as events unfolded at the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building. On Friday night, I stood on the grounds where 168 lives were taken and over 800 people injured. The lighted memorial is an amazing site to behold; however, it was in the museum where I heard God. Museum visitors take a chronological tour through the events of the day. Video of the news reports replay, survivors tell their stories, and then there are the images that remind you that the events of April 19, 1995, involved more than a building. Children were orphaned, spouses widowed and dreams remain unfulfilled. A rumpled calendar from someone’s desk and a personal Bible found in the rubble are examples of the artifacts on display. While I had noticed other group members sniffling and shedding tears, I was good. That is, until I viewed the memorial space for a couple who died that day. Along with their photos, family members chose two small Bibles with a bronze plate that read:

“For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8:38-39)

I read the passage and I was out for the count. The server at the hotel restaurant as well as someone at the museum hinted that it was an emotional place. That night, that space also preached a few sermons with topics ranging from loving your neighbor to realizing that life is but a vapor. What words were left unsaid and how many “I Love Yous” went unspoken that morning? How many phone calls were never returned?

That night, I was challenged to consider how others would remember the life I lived. Would people remember me as a Christian? What artifact would my family donate to represent my dash?

I am not sure how the Lord has spoken to you after reading this post, but I pray you will take a moment to consider the things you must do that cannot wait another day.

Today, I pray for the survivors, loved ones, rescuers, and people of that city whose lives were forever changed.

Arlecia

P.S. At the outdoor memorial I looked for the space of brothers Aaron Coverdale, 5, and Elijah Coverdale, 2. I've always remembered their grandma, who looked like someone who could have attended my church or lived on my street. She dropped them off that morning, and after the bombing their father walked the streets with their photos. Aaron and Elijah were among the 168 victims.

For info on The Oklahoma City National Memorial & Museum, visit http://www.oklahomacitynationalmemorial.org/index.php

2009-03-04T23:48:00.005-06:00

“Be grateful. Because there's someone else who's worst off than you.” -Walter Hawkins

A few Iowa winters ago, I was walking up the hill and lamenting that it was frigid and snowing. As the wind snatched my breath, God sent me a heavenly text message reminding me that the situation could have been worse. I looked ahead and my eyes spotted a young man in a wheelchair. He, too, was making his way up that same hill. His chair had no bells or whistles, so its movement was dependent upon his arms that maneuvered the wheels forward. His lower back was exposed, but he did not procrastinate as the snow fell. I wanted to pull his jacket down. In hindsight, I wanted to cover his back because I needed to repent for complaining. Instead of thanking God for the little legs that eventually reached their destination, I wanted to curse the snow and that cold walk.

God brought this story to my remembrance to remind you that no matter how bad you think your situation is, someone else would love to walk in your shoes. You may consider your kicks too tight, too old, too scuffed, or simply out of fashion. Yet, someone else would call them a blessing.

God knew what today’s lead story would be even before the reporter learned about it. He knows what is going on in the earth. He knows what you need. He hears your prayers and your cries.

Today, thank God for the little things. Everybody’s change is a little strange and money funny, but I am thankful that my Father claims every beast of the forest and the cattle on a thousand hills (Psalms 50:10). Walk in faith and profess that Jehovah Jireh shall supply all of your needs according to His riches in glory! (Philippians 4:19).

Until next time, walk in your blessings!

Arlecia

1-800-WonderfulCounselor

2009-02-23T09:13:00.005-06:00

Isaiah 9:6 (NIV)
"For to us a child is born,
to us a son is given,
and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
Wonderful Counselor…"

This past weekend, many of us laughed out loud as we watched Dr. Phil attempt to counsel Madea. At the end of the scene in “Madea Goes to Jail,” it was clear that Dr. Phil had not gotten through to Perry’s character and somebody was going to “get got”!

If you know anything about Mable “Madea” Simmons, you know nobody can handle her issues but Jesus.

Today, beloved, that might be a Word for you: Only Jesus can handle your issues.

While Madea’s therapy session was ordered by the court, so many of us voluntarily seek counsel from friends, mentors, loved ones and professional therapists. All of those individuals are invaluable when it comes to helping us make some decisions; however, sometimes there are things that only our Wonderful Counselor can help us resolve or solve.

Maury helping you locate your baby daddy won’t fix it, Oprah cannot write a check for it, and Dr. Phil does not have a cute catchphrase for you to consider. In the words of the old choir song, “Jesus can work it out, if you let Him.”

Today, ask God to order your steps and your stops. Ask Him for Wisdom. Ask Him to show you the way that you should take. Ask Him who should be in the inner courts of your life and who should be out on the porch. Ask Him, what to say. Ask Him to operate as the Prince of Peace when you feel like someone in your world is about to “get got” (or cut)! Ask Him, and he will prove Himself as a Wonderful Counselor!

Continue to walk in your blessings and pass this inspiration along to someone who is always asking you for your opinion!

Arlecia D. Simmons

Keep Walkin'

2009-02-17T02:40:00.003-06:00

Job 1:21 KJV
[Job] said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither: the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.

No one wants to lose what we have worked hard to accumulate. We’d hate to lose our car, our job, our home, our clothes, our jewelry, or the electronics that bring us joy. But what would you do if God took it all away today? Within the past few weeks, we have seen reports of suicides, murders, and other acts of violence resulting from the economic meltdown.

What would you do, if unexpectedly, everything you value and held near and dear simply disappeared? What if fire, foreclosure, repossession or theft caused you to have a Job-like experience? Job's children and livestock died, his friends only wanted to come around to identify the problem, and his body was under attack. By contemporary standards, Job was a hot mess. However, Job did not throw in the towel.

I was in the middle of my schoolwork when God prompted me to consider, “Could you praise me if I took it all away?”

In the days ahead, we may lose some things that we never expected to.

Last week while watching the BET Honors show, Tyler Perry, who was once homeless and hopeless said, "I lost a job to gain a business, I lost an apartment to gain a house." Like Job, God gave him double for his trouble. Is it possible that God is purging something out of your life to prepare you for an abundant blessing? If so, could you say, “The LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD.”

When I get hopeless, I do not have to think back to Job, but I am reminded of my ancestors who woke up one day as slaves and woke up the next as free men and women. Some of them stayed on the plantations and continued working the land while others just started walking. They didn’t know where they were going, but they kept walking. They didn’t have money, but they kept walking. They didn’t have food to eat, but they kept walking. They didn’t have a change of clothes, but they kept walking. The 40 acres and a mule never materialized, so they kept walking. And at the end of the day, they had their minds to think, a song in their souls, and their faith in God.

People of God, keep walking. Keep believing. Know today that God is in the midst of whatever you are going through.

I bind the spirit of anxiety, depression, fear, frustration and suicide; and in the matchless name of Jesus, I loose faith, hope, joy, peace, and God’s restorative power. I call forth healing in the minds of your people, God. And when it’s all said and done, you’ll get the glory out of it, Lord. It is in Jesus’s name we pray, Amen.

Continue to walk in your blessings as God walks with you every step of the way!

Best,

Arlecia

Walk it Out

2009-02-11T00:30:00.006-06:00

Psalm 37:25 (KJV)
"I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread"

Walk it Out

This week, I wanted to write about love in honor of Valentine’s Day, however, the spirit commissioned something else.

I was standing in the mirror the other day and thinking about my plight to find a teaching job in the midst of budget cuts and workforce reductions. As I washed my face, I replayed CNN reports in my mind before a still small voice said, “This is the time that the people of God will have to activate their faith.” There is no need to focus on all that we lack. This week, God said we are just gonna have to walk it out. Walk out, that is, our faith. It is not that hard when there is money in the bank, you are happily married, you are in good health, and there are few worries. But how much faith exists when you get an e-mail, such as the one below I received on December 16:

“Due to the very uncertain economic circumstances facing higher education currently, ------ has decided to temporarily hold off on all its full-time faculty searches for this year. As you know, many institutions have placed hiring freezes or other similar limitations on new faculty lines for the upcoming year due to anticipated drops in enrollment and/or endowment revenues…
We will retain your application as part of the candidate pool. I will provide you an update on the status of this search as soon as we are able to make a judgment as to whether it will continue this year.”

Where that “Now faith… (Hebrew 11) now?

What do you do when you receive a message like that? What do you do when there is a foreclosure note on your door? What do you do when the diagnosis is incurable? What do you do when your bank account is negative? What do you do when those you depend on cannot be found? What do you do?

You must activate your faith.

Oh, I love the old hymn, “I Will Trust in the Lord.” We sing it with zeal in our homes and places of worship, but now it is time to live it. This semester, my campus group is reading a book by Philip Yancey titled, “Soul Survivor: How Thirteen Unlikely Mentors Helped My Faith Survive the Church.” This week, we read the chapter about the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King and how his faith in God was strengthened and his assignment confirmed after receiving one of his first death threats. Yancey discusses this “hinge moment in his life” and shares Dr. King’s account of realizing that his religion and his God had to become real.

While our hinge moments may differ, each of us, like King, must begin to trust God like never before. Although President Obama is working diligently to activate a stimulus plan, it may take time before things get back to what we consider normal or favorable. Until that time, we have to trust God even when we cannot trace him.

What comforts me during this time of uncertainty is that I’ve seen God work time after time. I’ve seen him work when my tuition was due. I’ve seen him work when the rent was due. I’ve seen him work when my car was in the shop and the bill was more than what was in my possession. I’ve seen him work when the doctor had no answers. I’ve seen him work when I had $7 in my account and I resigned from my job to return to school. Time after time after time, I’ve seen God work. Who couldn’t walk it out when you have seen him work it out? Beloved, do not be weary, do not be dismayed, and do not look at our current afflictions as the end of the world. There is no need to throw in the towel now. Walk it out!

Possibly, this is the time for your faith to be built up. Yes, the job search may be frustrating and I may feel discouraged some days. I may even have a brief pity party, yet at the end of the day when all of the e-mails are received and sent, I know that God knows what I have need of.

Profess today: “God I trust you. I believe that all things are working together for my good (Romans 8:28). I am going to walk it out because I know you are walking every step of the way with me.

Continue to walk in your blessings!
ADS

P.S. Enjoy your week and don't forget to send a card or gift to the one you love. If you won't be on the receiving end of any treats on Saturday, rest assured that Jesus loves you and so do I!

This week's photo was taken on Sat., Feb. 7 at a Red and White Ball held by my sorority sisters in another part of Iowa. I enjoyed the fellowship!

Water Your Own Grass

2009-02-03T01:42:00.006-06:00

THE 10th COMMANDMENT
Exodus 20:17

"Thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor’s wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that [is] thy neighbor’s."

I recently had an interesting experience that ignited the fire to write this entry. I was out at a cultural event with one of my friends, and we were searching for artwork for her office. We chatted with a young Kenyan artist about his art, admiring his work and talking about what he did as a 9-to-5. The small oil paintings were, in my opinion, very affordable; however, I joked that I did not come prepared to spend my rent money. I prompted my friend to buy one of the pieces we admired. She was a tad hesitant, as she had a particular size in mind. We debated for a few minutes before the artist chimed in, “if she buys it then you’ll be jealous.” I proudly looked at both of them and said, “I don’t covet.” We hung around for a few more minutes and abruptly left after my attempt to hook up my friend with the artist. Hey, she could get dinner and I could get a discount. I am just saying. (Smile!)

We did not purchase anything that day, but we took his card and will probably contact him later. “Wow,” I thought. That was a major proclamation to make. Is it true? “Do I covet?” There were a number of crazy things that happened that day, but I am still thinking about that one moment. “Am I jealous of others?” “Am I not satisfied with my own blessings? Hmmm…something to think about.

"Thou shalt not covet..."

The enemy is so cunning and knows how to present us with just the right images to initiate a little envy. By now, most of you are aware of the social networking sites Facebook and MySpace. I joined Facebook a few years ago because we talked about it daily in one of my classes. I never imagined how it could complicate my life. While it has been a great tool to locate old classmates and co-workers, it provides those images that may cause you to covet. You flip through profiles and see where people are employed and what they have accomplished. The profiles consist of photos that prominently feature exotic vacations, attractive spouses, and some of the cutest kids. “Sheeee’s married?” Click.Click.Click. “She’s married to him? He’s fine. Where did she find him?” Click.Click.Click. “Wow…so that’s what she’s doing now!”

Scholars have already started to analyze the users of sites like Facebook, and Oprah is even planning a show to discuss the site. While this is not my area of research, it would be interesting to examine how users felt after “making friends” and observing their success based on the info provided. Would you see your glass as half full or half empty after placing your life side-by-side with others in your online circle?

As for me, I will keep oohing and ahhing while learning of all the amazing things taking place in the lives of my “friends.” While I am not sure what my life looks like to others, I have concluded that I have a great life. It could use some adjustments, but in the grand scheme of things, it is a blessed life. While I may long to be married with a family, I recognize the many benefits of singlehood. I can easily eat sleep for dinner or a Lean Cuisine entrée for breakfast. “Should I exercise before or after I watch The View, or can I just ask them to change the channel when I arrive?” I come and go as I please, shop without permission when funds are available, and I moved nearly 1,200 miles away from home because I wanted to. Instead of thinking about daycare and diapers, I have been dreaming about a strand of natural pearls I saw in a boutique on Miami Beach. Oh, and I have been thinking about teaching in Africa.

“Wow,” you might say, “that sounds exciting.” Well, it is, some days! Everyday is a challenge and blessing. When I think I do not measure up, I remind myself that I have an arsenal of gifts and talents that others spend money trying to obtain. I also recall the words of a poem I once recited, “Desiderata”: “If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.”

For too long, we have tried to keep up with the Joneses. Now we realize the Joneses could not keep up with themselves. I have decided that I cannot worry about what others have, but I have to keep my eyes on my prize. I have to make sure that what I desire to have is God’s will for MY life. These days, it is easy to think about how someone else’s life might be better. But be very careful. The old folks say, “You never know what’s going on behind closed doors.”

“You don’t know how they got it and you don’t know what they have to do to keep it.”

This week, acknowledge what God has given you. Do not look across the yard, the church, or your cubicle. Look in the mirror and profess that you are “fearfully and wonderfully made” and endowed with God’s best!

Continue to walk in your blessings!

ADS

God Will Take Care of You

2009-01-27T22:40:00.005-06:00

Matthew 6:25-26 (KJV)
25 Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment

26 Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?

After reading the headline, "LA man upset over job kills wife, 5 kids, himself," I was stirred to share this previously published post with you this week:

One Iowa winter morning, I looked out of my living room window and as far as my natural eye could see, ice and snow blanketed the earth. It was February, and it had snowed every week since Thanksgiving. As I stood there thinking about my upcoming schedule, the possibility of having to cancel an engagement due to the weather, the five extra pounds that have lingered since the holidays and the status of some relationships, I noticed a bird flying near the bush outside of my neighbors’ window. Not all birds migrate, as these resident black birds make daily visits to a bird feeder under my window.

While drivers and walkers are slipping and sliding, the birds navigated through the winds, rain and snow. They still had a song to sing as God’s hands in the earth supply provisions.

As I continued to gaze out of the window, I considered this act of nature and the verse within Matthew 6, “take no thought for your life.” We often struggle with casting all of our cares on God (I Peter 5:5; Psalm 55:22) when we are in the midst of the winds and rains of deadlines, financial lack, personal struggles and worries. Sometimes we have to ask ourselves, “Am I not much better than the birds?”

Today, I thank God for allowing me to behold the fowls of the air. Even in this physical and personal storm, God sent a reminder that He is still Jehovah Jirah, my provider, and is in control of my life!

People of God, do not be weary in well doing (Galatians 6:9). Stay encouraged and continue to walk in your blessings!

ADS

Do you shine?

2009-01-23T20:48:00.002-06:00

Today I had the opportunity to discuss the soundtrack of the black experience in America with about 100+ workers at a corporation in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. I shared various songs that have been sung on our journey, and chose to end with the song, “The Little Light of Mine.” “Even on my job,” is the verse I had the group sing in unison. As I thought about the presentation, I considered how we must all work to be light in this very dark world.

As this week ends, consider the following:

As I look around my home, my community and my world, I see many challenges.
I must determine if I am the problem or if I am the solution.
I must choose to be light in the darkness.

Continue to walk in your blessings,

ADS

Help Us Help Our Chidren

2009-01-22T08:46:00.003-06:00

On Tuesday, President Barack Obama called on all Americans to "embody the spirit of service" and "to find meaning in something greater than themselves." Members of the Iowa City-Cedar Rapids Chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc. are answering this call through our various efforts, which includes raising money for the Big Brothers Big Sisters of Johnson County.

Because we love the kids, we are participating in the BBBS Bowl For Kids’ Sake on Friday, Feb. 21. We might throw a few gutter balls, but we trust that our efforts will aid the organization in providing much-needed services to children in our community.

We know that money is tight, but your donation of $5 or $10 will help us reach our contribution goal of $500. Who knows? Your donation may help prepare the 56th President of the United States of America!

To make your online donation, please visit the following link:

https://www.kintera.org/faf/donorReg/donorPledge.asp?ievent=296576&lis=1&kntae296576=9D628840F93640309E4AE24ABBB23921&supId=244417705!

(For the past two years I have donated via this site and it is safe. Please be sure to print out your receipt for tax purposes.)

For more information on the event, visit http://www.extension.iastate.edu/johnson/bbbs/

Celebrating a New Day,

Arlecia D. Simmons, Member
Iowa City-Cedar Rapids Chapter
Delta Sigma Theta Sorority, Inc.

Strengthen Your Hand

2009-01-13T13:06:00.003-06:00

Proverbs 10:4
“He becometh poor that dealeth with a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent maketh rich.”

I’ve been misunderstood most of my life, so nowadays it doesn’t bother me when friends and loved ones don’t understand some of my decisions. For example, while the world around me is texting their lives away, I have only recently embraced the mobile phone technology. I am the first to admit that I am a late adopter of technology. I probably will not own a Blackberry or PDA until they're sold at the checkout counter at Wal-Mart or Kmart, and they are being sold for $19.99. I didn’t get an iPod until I received one as a Christmas gift.

Some people may view my purchasing decisions as strange, but they work for my budget. I know, it is shameful that I ask people to call me after 7 p.m. (CST) when my unlimited minutes start and to only text me when there is an emergency. You know, like if you’re kidnapped or stuck in a ditch. In my opinion, all other matters can be handled via e-mail or my home phone. Yes, I actually still have a home phone and a great FICO score.

This week, I share this with you because it is an example of the diligence I attempt in my financial affairs. Like millions of Americans, I have watched my food bill soar and my retirement account dwindle as our country and other nations experience recession. Yes, I know some Christians are not participating in the recession; however, the world around us is participating and we are guilty by association. Because of these things, I cannot manage my affairs with a slack hand.

To date, have you been slack with your financial affairs? Are there cuts that you need to make to weather this financial storm?

I’ve never been one to follow the crowd, so I’ll tell you in a minute when I can’t afford to do something. Can you? Are you still heading out to lunch during the week when you know that you could buy more meals at the grocery store?

Don’t be slack, be honest.

No one else knows your financial situation but you.

Don’t allow co-workers, friends, or loved ones to put more on you than you can bear. I know it is easier said than done, but “no” is still in the English vocabulary.

Just recently, I was in a group meeting and someone suggested going out to dinner that with group gratuity would have amounted to around $25. While a few people did not agree, I suggested a potluck. Yes, I know some potlucks can be unlucky, but this was a group of sistahs! Even if some of us could only be trusted with drinks and store-bought desserts, there were enough of us to furnish the entrées and side dishes. Hey, it is what Suze Orman advises. (Suze’s new book is available as a free download at www. Oprah.com until Jan. 15, 2009)

Whether you are spending too much time or too much money, know today that if you are dealing with a slack hand you will experience lack in some area of your life. This week, paste this Proverb on your wallet, debit card, or next to your credit cards.
Now, don’t use this Proverb as your excuse to keep passing the offering basket at church; rather, consider its richness the next time you consider making that purchase that will leave you emotionally, nutritionally, spiritually or financially broke.

Continue to walk in your blessings,

A.D.Simmons

Which F-word Will You Choose?

2009-01-07T18:07:00.006-06:00

Happy New Year All!

This week, I was reminded that when God used His prophets they did not always deliver lengthy monologues, but they simply asked straightforward questions and offered simple declarations.

Yesterday, as the flight I traveled on experienced turbulence, here is what thus saith the LORD:
“FAITH and FEAR cannot operate in the same space.”

There's no need to provide examples or scenarios this week, as you already know where this Word applies in your life. This year, I pray that God will anoint you for every blessing and challenge that you will face.

I'm claiming everything that's mine in 2009!

Arlecia

Yes We Can

2008-12-26T07:09:00.001-06:00

Habaragani (''What's the good news?'' in Swahili):

December 26 marks the first day of the African American cultural holiday known as Kwanzaa. I would like to share my thoughts on the first of seven principles, known as the Nguzo Saba. Today’s principle is Umoja, which is the Swahili word for Unity. The principle simply suggests that we “strive for and maintain unity in the family, community, nation and race."

We’ve all heard the saying, “there is strength in numbers,” and after the 2008 Presidential Election we saw firsthand what happens when people get on one accord. Most recently, we heard or read about how various entities have come together to improve their conditions. Whether it was the automobile industry executives lobbying Congress for a bailout, or the Chicago factory workers who refused to disband until their former employer honored their contractual obligations, we saw what happens when forces unite. Even workers who never shared a cup of coffee began carpooling as gas prices increased. While many of these relationships may have never existed before, desperate times called for desperate measures. The same can be said for the situations in our families, communities and in the world.

In the next few months, I believe we will begin to see cooperation like never before. This concept was not foreign to our foreparents who raised each other’s children, fed their neighbors, and cared for the orphans and widows of their ilk.

While many black Christians are a tad skeptical about the nonreligious celebration, to me, the principle of Umoja that Kwanzaa creator Dr. Maulana Karenga proposes is similar to the message shared by Pastor Hezekiah Walker when he sings, “I Need You To Survive.”

“I need you, you need me.
We're all a part of God's body.
Stand with me, agree with me.
We're all a part of God's body.
It is his will, that every need be supplied.
You are important to me, I need you to survive”

Desperate times call for desperate measures, and we must begin to consider how we can combine our various resources to make our families, communities and world a better place for our children and our children’s children.

Happy Kwanzaa!!!
Arlecia

Visit http://www.officialkwanzaawebsite.org for more information about Kwanzaa

Is Jesus on Your Christmas List?

2008-12-24T07:53:00.002-06:00

Grace To You and Peace:

Would Jesus have a gift under your tree if He showed up to your door on Christmas Day? He doesn't need our trinkets, but He needs our hands and hearts. This week, we celebrate because He is not in a manger, nor is He in the grave!

He is alive and working in our lives!

Continue to walk in your blessings, remembering that Jesus is the reason for all seasons! Thank you for your love, prayers and support!

Arlecia D. Simmons
Look and Live Ministries, 2008

A Gift That Will Keep Giving

2008-12-17T21:43:00.008-06:00

Editor's note: If you have been blessed by this ministry, I ask that you join me in supporting Kendra Bodison with your financial support and prayers. Please read the note below and continue to pray for this family.

Kendra Bodison : Yemassee, SC
Transplant Type: Heart

Kendra, a devoted wife and mother, was diagnosed with congestive heart failure five months after giving birth to her son. Medication did not improve Kendra's condition, and doctors say a heart transplant is her only hope for a second chance at life.

Before her diagnosis, Kendra worked as a social worker and loved the opportunities her profession gave her to serve others. She looks forward to the lifesaving transplant that will let her be the wife, mother and professional she aspires to be.

A heart transplant costs approximately $650,000, and that's only the beginning. Even with health insurance, Kendra will face significant medical expenses. For the rest of her life, she will need follow-up care and daily anti-rejection medications. The cost of post-transplant medications can range from $2,000 to $5,000 per month--and they are as critical to her survival as the transplant itself.

Kendra must raise $30,000 before she can even be added to the transplant waiting list.

You can help! Your gift to the NFT South Carolina Heart Fund will enable NFT to assist with Kendra's transplant expenses. If you prefer to mail your gift, please send it to NFT South Carolina Heart Fund, 5350 Poplar Ave., Suite 430, Memphis, TN 38119. Please be sure to write "in honor of Kendra Bodison" in the memo line.

Visit the following link to make an online donation:
http://www.transplants.org/Patients2.php?state=SC

Thank you for your generosity!

More about Kendra's story: http://m.wltx.com/news.jsp?key=71182&rc=fyi

What Is Your Due Date?

2008-12-14T02:10:00.005-06:00

My healthcare provider recently sent me a postcard promoting one of its initiatives for women. The card read:

Starting a family may not be in your plans right now. But if you’re thinking about having a baby someday, it’s important to remember a healthy pregnancy begins long before conception.

While having a child is one of my top ten concerns these days (biological clock ticking, providing background music), I believe God used this mailer to send a message to you. Just as a woman can prepare her body to conceive a baby, you can prepare to birth your hopes and dreams. Are you taking your vitamins, or doing what is necessary to enrich your vision?

What do you want to birth in 2009?

Just recently, I talked with a friend about how I go about preparing to achieve future goals and visions. While most people are trying to get through Christmas, I already envision a completed dissertation, a wonderful teaching job, a new location, and a move in June or July. These things will come to pass, but before they do, preparation is necessary.

Things do not always go as planned, but we must write the vision (Habakkuk 2:2). Before I returned to school in August 2005, I began the application process in September 2004. In the fall of 2004, I began assessing my finances to determine how I could resign from my job and move 500 to 1,500 miles away within a year. Prior to moving, I held weekly “porch sales” (I didn’t have a yard but I had a whole lot of porch) to purge items I didn’t need and make money to finance my move. You get the picture.

The postcard I received listed seven suggestions for how to prepare for pregnancy. So often God sends us similar notifications regarding those seeds He has placed within us, but we dismiss them by saying:
“I’m too old.”
“I have these kids.”
“I could never do that.”
“What are people going to say?”
“I can’t afford to do that.”
“I want to go back to school, but (fill in the blank)”
“I would do ‘A’ if ‘B’.”

How long will your wombs (yes, men, consider yourself with a womb this week) remain barren? How long will you ignore the labor pains? When will you give birth?

While preparing this meditation God sent me to this familiar and seasonally appropriate passage:

Matthew 1:18 (Amplified Bible)
18Now the birth of Jesus Christ took place under these circumstances: When His mother Mary had been promised in marriage to Joseph, before they came together, she was found to be pregnant [through the power] of the Holy Spirit.

Beloved, consider today that the Holy Spirit is waiting to use you as a vessel in this earth. Has God given you a vision for a day care center that teaches Christian principles and old-fashioned manners? Has He given you the vision of a nursing homes where our elders would be nurtured and cared for with gentleness? Has he given you a testimony that belongs in a book?

I don’t know about you, but I am getting ready to birth some things in 2009? The labor pains have lasted far too long. My water is about to break, and it is time to head to the delivery room. There is more than one birthing suite available, so do not allow your issues to keep you in the waiting room.

A.D. Simmons

P.S. It has been a pleasure sharing with you this past year through Arlecia’s Doses of Inspiration and this new blog. It has been a rough year, but I am still standing. May the joy of the Lord be your strength during these difficult times. Please feel free to send me an e-mail at looknlive@gmail.com if you have enjoyed this blog or would like to offer other comments. Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa and Hallelujah for another year!

I am going to begin my breathing techniques….

God is Still Blessing His People

2008-12-07T12:39:00.005-06:00

Scriptural meditation: Psalm 34:10
"The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger: but they that seek the LORD shall not want any good thing."

Hello People of God,

I know it has been a few weeks since you have heard from me, but a sister has been “vacationing,” regrouping and just reflecting on the conclusion of this year and the approach of another. Oh, and I have been working on my dissertation, which is a ministry in itself. It has been an interesting year, but my guess is that we have not seen anything yet. President-elect Barack Obama said Sunday on “Meet the Press,” The economy is going to get worse before it gets better." Like a cold, some things get worse before they get better.

While the U.S. government has just acknowledged a recession, many of us have been feeling the effects of a burdened economy for months. Yet, we are still going strong. This week, I would just like to take a minute to remind you,
“God is still blessing His people!”

News outlets spend enough money and time telling us about what is bad in the world, but I just stopped by to remind you that there are some great things taking place in the earth. Even as jobs are being loss and the unemployment rate is at its highest, God is still blessing his people. A few days ago, a friend notified me that he was leaving his current job to begin a new one making more money. God is still blessing His people. Others may have told him he was lucky, but I know that this is a young man who attends to the things of God and His people. We have this inside joke that any additional funds should be tithed and committed to the Graduate Student Ministry in Iowa City. I am still waiting on the check (smile)!

One friend just bought a house, another is planning a wedding, and a few are expecting babies in the spring. Can you see how God is still blessing His people? Yes, it is possible that some of our Christmas trees may cover less presents this year. Yet, if you still have a living room for a tree then you should realize that you are blessed.

I had to say “thank you” the other day as I walked down the street and felt the wind and snow. “Lord, I thank you for these new snow boots and this coat that keeps my body warm.” There are people whose homes are outside in the cold, or they live in dwellings with little or no heat. It was not a mink, but I was thankful for the coat that kept my body warm.

Stay encouraged people of God. Do not faint.

It is an interesting time for me as I look forward to graduation and proceed with a job search. Even as I hear reports about unemployment and the rising costs of tuition at American colleges, I declare today that I will not be discouraged. You see, some of us can look back over our lives and see how we have had good reports even in the midst of bad times. My mind goes back to the spring of 2001 when I was in the process of graduating with my master’s degree and the economy was approaching a slump. I remember buying a fax machine so that I could send out resumes. I faxed and faxed and faxed, and gave that little machine a workout. I found a job announcement where the deadline for applications had passed. Most people would have given up, but I called and encouraged to forward my information. I received no responses from the other employers, but in the 11th hour, God made a way. I had secured a job prior to graduation. I look back now and I can see how God orders our steps. The job that I found at the last minute was the first and only teaching job that I applied for during that season. I wanted to do something else, but for years and years, I was told by teachers that I would one day teach. God’s blessings may not always look the way we want them to, but they are still perfect gifts.

God is still making a way and blessing His people. Things may not be ideal, but they are good. I am already excited about 2009. I know a number of people who are excited about the upcoming presidential inauguration. I am too; however, what I am most excited about is that I serve a God whose mercies are new every morning. I am excited that He is a God with a great imagination. I am encouraged that even in my mess He can use me for His glory. I am energized because He has me on His mind, and I am elated that He is continuing to bless His people.

If you cannot receive this word on today, consider rejoicing with others and standing in faith until your blessings come through!

Continue to walk in your blessings, and if this note has blessed you, please forward the link to a friend or even a foe.

ADS

This week’s photo features my grandmother, Louise R. Simmons, who celebrated her 80th birthday on Nov. 28. She has two older siblings who are still among us. To God be the glory!

In Everything Give Thanks

2008-11-18T02:56:00.006-06:00

Scriptural meditation:
1 Thessalonians 5:18

For many of us, 2008 has been a tumultuous year filled with difficulties beyond our scope of understanding. Yet, we have lived to tell the stories and witness the making of history with the presidential election of Sen. Barack Obama. Some of us have lost jobs, friends, significant others and hope, but we have lived to tell the stories. Andre Crouch said it best, “Through it all, I’ve learned to trust in Jesus. I’ve learned to trust in God.” The old saints use to say, “If I had 10,000 tongues I couldn't thank Him enough.” Yet, with our one, we often fail to utter the word “Thank You.”

Even in our frustration and pain, we have to declare that the rocks will not cry out for us. The rocks cannot communicate the joy I get just thinking about everything God has done for me. If I had 10,000 tongues, I could not thank him enough.

I am thankful for every valley, as they have taught me to appreciate the mountains.
I am thankful for the summer floods, as they taught me to appreciate God’s earth.
I am thankful for every relationship that dissolved, as they taught me to value the unions that remain.
I am thankful for every ache and pain, as they taught me to appreciate my health and insurance.
I am thankful for every prayer, as I know that angels were dispatched on my behalf.
I am thankful for those who love me, as they teach me how to love.

Whether you spend this thanksgiving feasting on turkey or a can of tuna, give thanks. We can all list what is wrong with our world, but there is so much to note that is right about out temporal home. Each Sunday when I walk into church, I say “thank you.” Not only because I am glad to be in the number just one more time, but because I realize somewhere else in the world there is a Christian praying and worshiping my God in secret. While we are clapping, singing, and running up and down the aisles, others in distant lands pray to a God banned by their governments.

Yes, the economy is unstable and our retirement accounts have taken hits, but we continue to eat each day. Unlike our Haitian brothers, sisters, and others across the world, we do not have to peer into the skies awaiting food drops from United Nations rescue planes. Watch CNN a few hours and you will thank God for the next lunch meat sandwich.

I know it is hard to be thankful when there is trouble on every side, but we must remember that things are not as bad as they could be. As we approach the Thanksgiving holiday and the Christmas season, do not concentrate on what you do not have. Rather, concentrate on WHO you have. If you have children, thank God for them. If you have a spouse, thank God for their love or just their presence if things are a little rocky. If you have siblings, thank God that you are not alone in this world. If you have parents, thank God for their guidance. If you just have Scruffy the dog or Jazzy the cat, thank God for their companionship. If you are awaiting the love of your life, thank God for this time of preparation.
And if you do not have anyone in this world, know today that Jesus loves you and so do I.

I thank God for you, your gifts, talents, and the value you add to our world!
Stay blessed and continue to walk in your blessings!!!

-ADS

Lord, Your will. Amen.

2008-11-02T17:48:00.003-06:00

Scriptural Meditation:1 Samuel 16

"Lord, Your will. Nothing more. Nothing less. Nothing else. Amen." -- Pastor Jamal Bryant

I was listening to Pastor Jamal Bryant and he uttered the above statement as he prayed with his congregation. "Wow," I thought. "That's one powerful prayer." Actually, it is a prayer we should consider as we approach Tuesday's election.

Yes, we live in the United States and we value our democracy that allows us to choose our leaders. However, as people of faith, we know that when it comes to who will preside/rule over God's people, man's choice has not always corresponded with God's will.

When Samuel came to Jesse's house, Jesse presented his strongest sons. One by one, Samuel examined them but the oil would not flow.

"Neither has the LORD chosen this one," said Samuel as Jesse's seventh son appeared before him. It was David, the "ruddy" one, who was God's choice.

Yes, I want my candidate to win, but most importantly, I want God's will to be done in the earth.

I am a newshound, so in analyzing the news coverage I have heard both candidates and their representatives "misrepresent the truth" from time to time. Yet, when I think about my God, my mind retreats to Numbers 23:19 (NLT): God is not a man, so he does not lie. He is not human, so he does not change his mind. Has he ever spoken and failed to act? Has he ever promised and not carried it through?"

Do not consider this a word of discouragement. I encourage you to vote on Tuesday, Nov. 4. (YOU CANNOT VOTE ON NOV. 5) I have already voted and I will be at the precinct at 5:30 a.m. to begin my duties as a precinct official. This week, I write to encourage you. I drafted a number of thoughts to post on my blog, but the thoughts written at 1:46 a.m. (CST) is what thus saith the Lord.

This week, pray with me as our nation prepares to vote and wait for the revelation of God's WILL.

Let us pray for each of the candidates, their families, their campaign staffs, and those who protect them. We pray not only for the presidential candidates but also for those running for state and local offices.

We pray for our neighbors and fellow citizens who are still undecided about how they will vote. Let them hear You through all of the advertisements and the media spin.

We pray for those who will work the polls, peace officers, poll watchers, and anyone directly involved in the election process. Strengthen them during the 15-hour workday, in some cases, and remind them to treat your people with dignity and love. We bind the spirit of mischief and wrongdoing and we loose the spirit of fairness and justice.

Lord, let your people know that they are somebody not because they have the right to vote, but because they belong to you.

Lord, we thank you for those who have gone before us - the martyrs of our time who worked to secure our right to vote. We do not take this opportunity for granted, but we thank you for our due season and for their sacrifices.

Lord, we thank you for protecting our soldiers and those of every nation who are fighting to protect the civil rights of your people. We plead the blood of Jesus over our family members who are fighting a war we do not understand.

Lord, we know that no matter who assumes political office in the earth, You are in control. Proverbs 21:1(KJV) reminds us, "The king's heart is in the hand of the LORD, as the rivers of water: he turneth it whithersoever he will."

We trust that you can also turn our economy and nation around.

We thank you, praise you, lift your name up and know that you are the Ultimate One. We trust you to provide us earthly leaders who are men and women after your heart.

We declare and decree this petition, and commit to accept your will in our lives and in this upcoming election. In Jesus' name we pray, and it is so, AMEN.!

As always, stay encouraged, walk in your blessings, and do not forget to cast your ballot. Whether we celebrate or lament on Tuesday night, know it is "His will. Nothing more. Nothing less. Nothing else. Amen!"

A.D. Simmons

When Breast Cancer Hits Home

2008-10-20T23:21:00.012-05:00

In memory of Ms. Isabel Law (Jan. 29, 1947 – Sept. 14, 2008) and
Petty Officer Marcus A. Lee (1970-2007)

It is fair to say that most of us know someone with cancer, or we have personally dealt with the disease in one way or another. By now, you’ve seen the pink ribbons, received an e-mail about breast cancer, or may have possibly participated in some kind of awareness activity.

One woman who lived through breast cancer and was able to talk about it was the late Ms. Isabel Law, a 26-year breast cancer survivor and nurse who worked with cancer patients. I never knew Ms. Law but I got to know her spirit through her daughter, Tamara, a childhood friend of my friend, Shana (See "Who Are Your Peeps?"). I was blown away when Shana called me on Sunday, Sept. 14 to tell me Ms. Law had passed away. Via e-mail, Tami had kept me abreast of her mother's progress, and only a few days earlier, had notified me that she was leaving the hospital after heart surgery. "What happened?" I went back to the e-mails and there was just one praise report after another. "How?"

The family and her doctors have questions that have yet to be answered, but what is known for sure, is that Isabel Law fought a good fight and finished her course.

To remember her life and work, the Mayor of Columbia, S.C., renamed his annual breast cancer awareness breakfast in her honor. Additionally, Palmetto Health dedicated their Walk for Life in her memory. While Ms. Law received many awards during her life, her most important achievement was that she knew her God and allowed Him to use her as a vessel.

This week, I encourage you to join me in honoring Ms. Law’s memory by taking the time to learn more about breast cancer. As a journalist, I wrote so many stories about various forms of cancer that I became a little jaded about the topic. That is, until I began reviewing some of the latest statistics on the disease. The American Cancer Society Cancer Facts & Figures reports,

“Breast cancer is the most common cancer among African American women and the second leading cause of cancer death among African American women, exceeded only by lung cancer. In 2007, an estimated 19,010 new cases of breast cancer and 5,830 deaths are expected to occur among African American women. Although breast cancer incidence is lower among African Americans, African American women have a 36 percent higher breast cancer death rate than Caucasian women...”

“an estimated 182,460 new cases of invasive breast cancer are expected to occur among women in the United States during 2008. An estimated 40,480 women will die from breast cancer. It is estimated that 1,990 men will be diagnosed and 450 men will die of breast cancer during 2008.”

In November 2007, my play-cousin’s husband, 37-year-old Petty Officer Marcus A. Lee, succumbed to the disease. Prior to his illness, he had spent 15 years in the U.S. Navy.

This week, I also encourage you to learn more about your body. Breast cancer as well as other diseases can often be managed or treated with early detection.

Here are a few questions I’d like to leave you with this week:

Do you know how much you weigh?

Have you been ignoring aches and pains for too long?

Have you checked your breasts this month? If not, why? (oops, stepping on my own toes, there!)

Have you had an annual exam this year? If not, what are you waiting for?

Today, take a moment to pray for those living with breast cancer, those whose loved ones have lost their battles, and those who treat and study the disease. It is my prayer that God will anoint those hands for healing.

While it may seem like cancer research has yet to uncover the answers needed to prevent or cure various forms of cancer, I am encouraged by the words of the psalmist who wrote, “If you can have it, God can heal it.”

As always, continue to walk in your blessings!

ADS

Picture: Tami and her sister, Monique, pictured in front of the Palmetto Health mobile mammography van that features their mom’s pic (October 4, 2008).

Prepare for Greatness

2008-10-17T00:47:00.003-05:00

Scriptural Meditation: Romans 4:17-20

I looked in an old journal the other day and discovered a page of signatures. No, they were not the autographs of famous celebrities; rather, they were my own. One of the benefits of journaling is it allows you a chance to recap events that have taken place and record your visions for the future. When I would get discouraged about my unfulfilled dreams, I encouraged myself by practicing how I would one day autograph the books I am destined to write. I will need to master this craft in anticipation of the lines! (Hey, you have to "speak those things" into existence!)

It might sound crazy, but sometimes you have to practice and prepare for greatness. This week, take time to consider what needs to be on your to-do list as you “get ready, get ready, get ready” for your dreams to come true.

Go ahead, sign your autograph!

As always, continue to walk in your blessings!

Use This Lesson Towards Your Blessing

2008-10-04T23:06:00.001-05:00

This weekend I experienced a personal defeat that had me in a bad way. I even loss my appetite. I do not like missing meals, so you can imagine this one was a serious situation. On Friday night, I started frantically wrote in my journal, trying to recall what was said and each action that had taken place. Within a matter of moments, I resolved that the situation was out of my hands. I proclaimed:” It is what it is, and it’s going to be what it’s going to be.” As I turned the page to continue writing, I began to scribble words to encourage myself, passages to edify and to inspire me back to a place of familiarity. It was as if the Holy Spirit had taken control of the pen and wrote, “Use this lesson towards your blessing.”

“I receive that,” I said, as I looked at the words. As a coupon clipper, the phrasing of this passage immediately resonated with me. I interpreted: “The lesson of this moment will affect my grand total.” So often, when we are looking for a Word, we think we have to run to where the prophet is holding a meeting or call someone else up. If you seek Him, He will send a Word directly to you.

This, too, shall pass. I may shed another tear or two, but I know that I know that I know that this experience had a purpose. This lesson was ordained for the syllabus of my life.

When we ask God for His will to be done, we must remember that He will not always do His will our way. His way may not be the result we envisioned, but it will work for our good. “Yea, but if feels so bad,” you might say. Yea, this does not feel good and I am hungry, but I know that this lesson puts me closer to His plan.

No matter what you have gone through this week, take some time to evaluate the lesson(s) learned. Remember, nothing just happens.

I trust my appetite will soon return and I will relinquish my keys to the Heartbreak Hotel. And while I’ll never understand why it happened this way, what I know for sure is He who has begun a good work in me will complete it. For that, I say, “Hallelujah!”

In the meantime, I have a dissertation to write, a job to find, and a vision to fulfill…

Stay encouraged and in prayer!

Sharing in a Blessing

2008-09-29T03:23:00.004-05:00

“Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn.” Romans 12:15

Happy Monday!

So often, it can be difficult to rejoice with those we love when we experiencing personal struggles. Recent weeks have been challenging for me; however, on Sunday I was elated to hear a friend’s good report. A new professional opportunity was on the horizon and the other “yes’s were lining up”!

“It just happened,” he interjected as I fussed about my delayed notification. This moment was consistent with our normal exchanges, so he knew he had to provide details. As he outlined each facet of the ventures, I began to smile and get excited as if I had won the prize. At no time was I jealous, rather, I rejoiced with a friend who has prayed and worked hard. When you are aware of someone’s storms, it makes it easier to celebrate when the clouds disappear. Thankfully, our relationship is reciprocal and he is one of my graduate school cheerleaders. “Hang in there, Le Le,” are the kinds of one-line emails I get at just the right moment.

After our conversation, I thanked God for the blessings and thought, “I am so happy for him.” It would have been easy to think that the same things should be happening for me, but for a few minutes, I took the time to consider the gift of someone else’s blessings. I rejoiced!

This week, thank God for the people who will authentically rejoice with you. Haters are a dime a dozen, but a true friend is priceless. “Hi Hater!” Even if your blessings are delayed, thank God for what He is doing in the lives of those you love. As I considered the transitions soon to take place in my friend’s life, I remembered that God is still in the blessing business and I am still on His mind. His testimony was just the little faith “boost” I needed. Is it possible that God allows us to share in someone else’s blessings just to see how we will respond? I am not sure, but it is something to consider the next time we consider a taste of haterade.

As always, continue to walk in your blessings and rejoice!

P.S. This week’s photo was taken in Kalona, Iowa, which is located about 15 miles outside of Iowa City. On Saturday, I attended the Kalona Fall Festival with some sister friends who make me smile. I am still amazed that corn is always at arm’s length!

People first, then money, then things

2008-09-18T10:52:00.005-05:00

One of my favorite television personalities is financial guru, Suze Orman. She appears weekly on MSNBC, monthly in O Magazine, and you can find her books in any local bookstore. Suze has one of the best mantras that we should all embrace, “people first, then money, then things.”

As we look at the financial crises in America and approach the holiday season, I would like you to consider embracing Suze’s mantra. During the recent floods and hurricanes, thousands of people lost cars, homes and land. At the end of the day, most of those people walked away holding the hands of their loved ones and clutching their children. During Hurricane Hugo, I will never forget how my extended family sat around the dinner table eating these massive feasts, as we were blessed to have a gas stove. In the dark, we ate buffet style meals for days as we attempted to empty the deep freezer. Those memories could never be replaced by money. The little house was in the hood, we were in the dark, but we were safe, well fed and together.

This week, instead of lamenting over our individual financial issues and that of our world, consider the people in our lives that we could not put a price on. With this entry, I have included a photo taken five years ago with most of my maternal family members: the Union Heights Crew. Here we are celebrating the retirement of an extended family member. Numerous cameras were snapping at one time, thus, the facial expressions are priceless.

P.S. I trust that you are all aware of the devastation left by Hurricane Ike and the recovery efforts still underway from Hurricane Gustav. While these are trying times financially for all of us, please consider a donation to the American Red Cross.

During the aftermath of Hurricane Hugo in 1989, I volunteered at my church and saw firsthand how ARC funds are distributed to affected communities. Yes, I know we are all a little skeptical about how our money is used by these large organizations. Yet, we all know that government funds alone cannot do what is needed.

Last week, CNN showed one of the most disturbing videos showing Haitians, who were also affected by recent storms, fighting for food and oil. CNN.com has info on how to donate to that recovery effort.

Lest We Forget

2008-09-10T20:51:00.002-05:00

Scriptural meditation: 2 Chronicles 7:14

September 11, 2001, is a date that very few of us will forget. I was living in Charlotte, N.C., at the time and my routine was reversed that morning. While I normally watched the morning news shows to get an update on what had taken place over night, on that morning, I woke up early so I could finish grading writing assignments I would return to the students in my 9:30 a.m. class. I wrapped up the grading and prepared for work. I was listening to the urban radio station on my drive to work, and I recall hearing the report of the first airplane. The initial report was that seven or eight people were hurt or wounded.

For some reason, that report didn’t make much sense. By the time I reached the building and got in the elevator, students were frantic and everyone was talking about what had just happened. It would not be business as usual. We initially tried to piece together what each of us had heard but nothing made sense. The students tried to get online to see if they could locate reports, but the system was jammed. I left the students and went to my department’s office where other faculty and staff members were huddled around a television. By then, the Pentagon had been struck and details were slowly emerging.

I returned to my students and told them what I learned, and we did the best we could to go on with business as usual. However, as we all know, life would not be business as usual. Our lives, as well as the lives of thousands of others who lost fathers, mothers, spouses, and children, would never be the same.

In December 2005, I visited Ground Zero on a cold New York day. Without the memorial panels and the placards detailing the events, one would think it was just another construction site surrounded by fences. Yet, we all know it is not just an ordinary site; rather, it is a site that marks the day our lives as Americans began to change.

The Sunday following the attacks, the news media visited local churches where there was record attendance across the board. People needed answers and we sought them in our faith communities.

However, since September 11, 2001, the answers have not arrived. We are no closer to the truth about the attacks of that day or those that have followed.

This week, I implore you to pray for our country, its leaders, our troops, and the family and friends of those who lost their lives on Sept. 11 and in wars ignited since.

When we do not know what to do or say, we can rely on God’s words:
2 Chronicles 7:14 (KJV)

14If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Stay encouraged and on the King’s Highway!

You Need an Evacuation Plan

2008-09-04T11:26:00.003-05:00

Scriptural Meditation; Proverbs 14

This time of year, people living on the East Coast are on high alert as weather conditions are of the utmost concern. Thankfully, Hurricane Gustav didn’t show-out as expected on the Gulf Coast; however, there are other storms out on the ocean. My family members in Charleston, S.C., are already preparing for weekend storms, as they may need to move to higher ground. If you have never had to run from a hurricane, you cannot understand the anxiety, fear, frustration, and uncertainty.

In many cases, local and state governments will require those in harm’s way to take cover or simply evacuate. Even after hurricane season has passed, having an evacuation plan for our own lives isn’t such a bad idea.

Proverbs 14:7 suggests, “Go from the presence of a foolish man, when thou perceivest not in him the lips of knowledge.”

How many times a week do you simply run into fools speaking foolishness? Do you believe everything you hear, or can you discern when you are in the presence of a foolish man or woman?

This week, consider an evacuation plan when what you are hearing does not edify you.

Your plan could include turning off your phone, the TV, or simply having lunch alone instead of with co-workers who speak death and not life.

For the next 60 days or so, you will become engaged in many conversations about Election 08. Some of these conversations and news reports will distract us, while others will impart knowledge.

Ask God to help you discern when you are hearing knowledge or when you are in the presence of a fool.

Stay blessed, safe, and continue to walk in your blessings!

P.S. Today, I was reminded of the old call and response spiritual, “Can You Feel God Moving.” It is 58 degrees in Iowa City and I just heard about a big chunk of ice melting due to global warming.

One of the Reasons I'm So Spoiled

2008-08-27T00:47:00.005-05:00

Eight years ago this week my grandfather made his transition to his eternal home. From time-to-time when I’m cutting, rigging, or tying something up, I remember his MacGyveresque antics. He was so funny. In my box of treasures I keep a one-paragraph letter he wrote me while I was in college. It probably contained a tightly wrapped $10 or $20 bill.

During his last months of life, he sat down and patched together a pair of pants. He had numerous pairs he had never worn, however, he was a good ole’ country boy who enjoyed simple things. You know, like fried bologna sandwiches.

My grandmother constantly reminds me, “they don’t make them like that anymore.” Yes, Louise, I know.

During one of our final conversations, I sat at the foot of his bed and we began to talk. He could understand why I had secured a bachelor’s degree, as he had sent four of his five children to college. However, he couldn’t understand why I had quit my job to pursue my master’s degree. (He got sick during my first semester and died during the first week of my second.) He wasn’t asking to discourage me. He just could not understand what the extra schooling would amount to. Well, I told him it would possibly mean a better job and more money. He understood that answer, shook his head, and rested.

A few years ago, a nun who is a family associate asked for a copy of the words I spoke at my grandfather’s funeral. Well, let’s just say I never fulfilled that request. I guess, I felt I wanted to allow those words to remain in that moment. This week, in honor of my maternal grandfather, William Simmons, Jr., (1922-2000) I would like to share an excerpt from that tribute. It is a little lengthy, but after reading, you will have a better sense of why I have become the woman I am. He’s one of the reasons I work hard and I use my head "for more than a hat rack." He's also one of the reasons I'm so spoiled! (If only I could find another man with that spoiler DNA!)

I sung a few verses of "Walk With Me Lord" before giving the following tribute. (These are my personal notes written a day or so before the funeral, so very little editing was done):

So often when family and friends gather to remember their loved ones who have made the transition from this world to the next, people, preachers stand up and talk so well about the deceased that some in attendance have to verify that they’re at the right person’s funeral.
Well, today we are here to celebrate the life of William Simmons Jr. , a man devoted to God, his family and his community. See, William doesn’t need any help from us nor does he need to be preached into heaven, because he’s already there. But today we come to celebrate his life and thank God for sharing him with us. William was truly a designer’s original. For me, he may be imitated but never duplicated. God gave him a servant’s spirit. Some people like to lead, some like to follow, but William loved to serve. And he served with vigor, passion and faithfulness. If he’s done something for you, you can say what that is. But to his family he’s been a good provider, a counselor, a chauffeur, mechanic, a concierge, a private investigator, a laundry attendant, and the list goes on and on, on. And while others may not want to admit it, for me he’s was a banker and a loan officer.

Yes, we’ve cried, screamed and possibly even questioned God during this ordeal, but for me these are tears of joy. We can rejoice knowing that William got a seat in the kingdom. We can rejoice because no longer will his body be racked with pain. We can rejoice because William didn’t just find the Lord on his deathbed, but because he has known him most of his life he was able to talk with him and prepare his family days before his death. As a family, we can rejoice because while he may have not left us loads of earthly possessions, he left us with a foundation. To his family he left his work ethic, his dedication, his business sense, his love and respect for people, and his love for Christ. He wasn’t a man of foolishness or confusion. If one of his children ever complained or said something about the other he would say, “I just want you all to get along.” When one did something good for the other he would say, “I just like to see you all helping one another.”

He taught us the importance of hard work and working for what you want in life. Deddy, didn’t have an MBA or a Ph.D. [he actually had what we would equate to a middle school education], but he had common sense and course work in the University of Life. When he advised on money or business affairs, he would say to me, “Use your head for more than a hat rack.” While simple words, they penetrate my mind each time I’m about to make a major purchase.

He valued education and he encouraged our endeavors. As my aunt Wanda would say, if it had something to do with school you could get it out of him. I’ll never forget when I was in elementary school and my teacher introduced us to a book called a "thesaurus." A book that gives you Big words to use. I came home from school and I said “Deddy, I need a thesaurus.” He said, “A what?” I said, A book that will give me bigger words to use when I write, He said. Well where do you get one of those from? I said, “I guess a book store or something.” He didn’t say anything else. I sat there and finished my homework and a few minutes later he came out the room, fully dressed with his hat in hand. That hat in his hands meant we had a little trip to take. I got my thesaurus and while the binding is a little shaky and a few pages are missing, I still use those big words today. About three weeks ago he was asking me how school was going, I told him if I could ever got started on my thesis, school would be going a whole lot better. Probably not even knowing what a thesis was, he sat up in bed and said, “You just keep fighting.” When I got home I thought about what he said and cried. I thought, “how could this man who is stairing death in the face have the courage and energy to tell me to keep fighting?”

William not only valued the secular education but at an early age I saw how he treasured the Christian education. One of my most vivid memories as a child happened one Sunday morning. He had already loaded me in the car and we sat in front of the house waiting for my mother. He was the angriest I had ever seen him. I’m pretty sure by this time in his life he realized that Lovie wasn’t his child that valued a watch, but I later I realized that he may have been so angry because she was late, but he knew we needed to be on time for Sunday School. He knew that if he trained us up in the way we should go we would not depart from it. Well, we haven’t. He always thanked God that all of his children were working in the church.
But think about it, it wasn’t hard to do. It’s not like we had a father or grandfather who just dropped us off for church. But after he dropped us off he got dressed and went to church himself.

Being a God-fearing family has helped us cope with the lost of William, because we know in our hearts that God’s will was done. Our will would have been for him to stay with us just a little bit longer. But we knew in our hearts that he was God’s and he had to return to his Creator. He wanted to return to his Creator. He worked hard to get home.

What my grandfather’s death has taught me is the importance of living a good life. As my grandmother said, “so you live, so you die.” He lived in peace and he died in peace. When the Hospice nurse came for her last visit on Friday she said, “I’ve never seen one man have so many women fighting over him.” We thank God for giving us the strength to take care of him with the same enthusiasm and vigor he took care of us.

But how could we not care for him, “To whom much is given much is required.”

In life and as he approached death, he never complained. William was never one to accept an invitation to a pity party. When I would complain about my job, my lack of money, or anything else I lacked in life, he would simply say, “Pray for long life.”

So family, we’ve done all we could do. Now we must do all we can to keep his memory, his values, and his life lessons alive. We must remember that he wants us all to get along and help one another and we must take up where he left off in caring for his mate. Williams supported his wife in all of her endeavors. Louise may have sold the Stanley Home Products, but he was the stock clerk and deliveryman. No matter what disagreements they may have had, he always made sure she had all of her needs and a majority of her wants.

Today as we leave here to lay our beloved William to rest let us all remember the reason or the thing that made us love him so much. If we can just take that one thing and incorporate that in our lives. Not only can we remember the legacy of William Simmons Jr., but also collectively make this world a better place.

When the People Pray

2008-08-14T01:36:00.006-05:00

Scriptural meditation: Philippians 4:6-7; Luke 18:1; 1 Timothy 2:8

Like David, I had to encourage myself this week as bad news kept coming. One of my grandmothers was hospitalized, a friend announced the illness of her spouse, and another friend is standing in the gap for a mother whose heart is challenged Add those concerns to the daily challenges of life and you have a supersized bout of anxiety. In this life, we will have trials and the trying of our faith worketh patience (James 1:3).

This week, let us remember to pray for our family and friends. Pray for those who are sick as well as for those who care for them. Pray that the doctors and nurses will leave peaceful homes so they can focus on health and wellness while at work.

While you may not have children, pray for students and educators at all levels. For the students, pray for focus and that their minds will be open to new experiences, people and knowledge. Pray for the teachers, especially those who are already approaching this year with defeat and discouragement. Ask God to strengthen their minds and stir up the passion they once had for their profession and students. Pray for the bus drivers, the cafeteria workers, the administrators, and even the people who clean the buildings. Most importantly, pray for parents and their resources. Ask God to give them more. More time to prepare breakfast, more time to assist with homework, and more patience to nurture their children. If they cannot afford new clothes or school supplies, pray that God’s hands in the earth will bless them.

Pray for college-aged children who are leaving home for the first time. Ask God’s protection over those who will travel alone on the highways.

As summer ends, remember your friends and loved ones who are wrapping up vacations. Bus, car and plane crashes abound, but pray that no harm should come nigh their dwelling.

Pray for people who need a vacation (put my name at the top of that list). Prayerfully, we’ll keep it together.

This week, I pray God’s protection over your life. May He keep you in perfect peace!

A—

P.S. The photo here was taken a few days after the Iowa floods. Only a few feet away from this bush, businesses were destroyed and mud covered the ground. When I saw these little flowers, I was reminded that God can still give us beauty in a messed up situation.

Clear the Room

2008-08-07T01:42:00.008-05:00

Scriptural Meditation: Mark 5:22-43

Mark 5:38-43
38And he cometh to the house of the ruler of the synagogue, and seeth the tumult, and them that wept and wailed greatly. 39And when he was come in, he saith unto them, Why make ye this ado, and weep? the damsel is not dead, but sleepeth. 40And they laughed him to scorn. But when he had put them all out, he taketh the father and the mother of the damsel, and them that were with him, and entereth in where the damsel was lying. 41And he took the damsel by the hand, and said unto her, Talitha cumi; which is, being interpreted, Damsel, I say unto thee, arise. 42And straightway the damsel arose, and walked; for she was of the age of twelve years. And they were astonished with a great astonishment. 43And he charged them straitly that no man should know it; and commanded that something should be given her to eat.

The events of Mark 5 are familiar, as regular churchgoers know the story of the woman with the issue of blood. And if even if we cannot pronounce his name correctly, we are familiar with Jairus and his petition. While Jairus held out hope for his daughter, those around him saw death. What we call “the wake” was in full effect; the chicken had arrived and the flowers were ordered. The passage tells us that Jesus answers Jairus’ request and eventually escorts him back home, where the professional mourners have already arrived. What stuck out to me while reading this passage is how the people laughed when Jesus arrives and pronounces that life still exists in this situation.

Can you believe they laughed?

So often, our circumstances and lives are prime real estate for a miracle, but we are surrounded with people and spirits who attempt to hinder the move of God. Today, Jesus may be on the way to do something great in our lives but there may be too many naysayers in the way. Like Jesus, you might just have to clear the room.

Have you ever shared your hopes and dreams with others? Were you encouraged or did you hear, “it’s too late.” Did they laugh in you face?

Consider clearing the room instead of concluding that your situation is dead. The passage tells us that the only people Jesus allowed in the room were those who believed. You see, when God is about to do a new thing, or wake up something in your life, you have to connect with people who can stand in agreement with you.

Today, clear the room. Say goodbye to the mourners. Surround yourself with people who are willing to read a birth announcement instead of an obituary.

Stay cool and encouraged…

P.S. Please send me an e-mail or post a comment if you've been blessed or if your feathers have been ruffled by the posts. I'm starting to think that my Aunt Val is my only visitor!

Who Are Your Peeps?

2008-07-31T08:26:00.005-05:00

Scriptural Reference: Proverbs 17:17; Proverbs 18:24; Proverbs 27:17

My maternal grandmother takes the word “friend” seriously, so you will not hear her calling casual acquaintances “friends.” Designate one of her associates a “friend” and she will quickly define the criteria of friendship. The scriptures, however, provide the clearest definitions of friendship. Nowadays, it appears that there are very few authentic relationships, as most are built on the concept of “what can you do for me?” And not, “how can we help one another?”

While Christ is the ultimate friend, the example of friendship that encourages me is the story of the paralyzed man in Luke 5:17-20. His healing depended on a few good friends. Jesus was teaching and so many people had gathered at the place where he preached, the man’s four friends realized that the only way to get him to Jesus would be to open the roof and lower the man into the dwelling. Jesus recognized the faith of his friends, and healed the paralyzed man because of that faith.

Do you have friends who would do the unthinkable to help you secure a blessing or healing?

When I landed my first professional job interview in Eden, North Carolina, my friend and sorority sister, Shana, agreed to travel with me to the backwoods. Eden is a small town located about 30 miles outside of Greensboro and about 10 miles from the Virginia line.

We gassed up the Geo Prism and were off to Eden...

We got lost after passing through Greensboro. Shana couldn't read the map and I began to scream and demand directions. Note: these were the days before Google and MapQuest. While my other friends would have told me where to put my map, Shana just searched in silence. Did I mention it was about 95 degrees and my car did not have air conditioning? Well, I arrived on time and Shana just drove around the town until my interview was completed.

When I moved four times in five years, Shana participated in three of those experiences, and even found herself crawling into a dumpster when I moved at the beginning of 2000. In the process of throwing away boxes, I mistakenly threw my keys in the receptacle that contained the remnants of New Year's Day meals. I will never forget that big pan of barbecue sauce that I encountered.

Shana crawled in as I stood by directing the rescue and recovery effort. It was dark and we could not see until a neighbor discovered us and returned with a flashlight. We found the keys after an hour of dumpster diving; Shana later found a bruise on her thigh. Thankfully, she had just gotten a tetanus shot!

These are my most memorable events, but Shana always recalls our little detour to Sandy Flats. Don't ask how we got there. We may not talk for months, but I always know she will be there if I ever needed to get to the roof.

Haters Can’t Cancel Your Dreams

2008-07-24T12:25:00.004-05:00

Scriptural Meditation: Genesis 37-50

The Hip Hop generation has made the words “hateration” and “haterade” popular terms. While the concepts may appear new, Ecclesiastes 1:9 specifically tells us, “there is nothing new under the sun.” Hateration has existed since biblical times, and the life of Joseph is one such example. Joseph’s story helps us understand how the children of Israel ended up in Egypt and consider the providence of God. The narrative also serves as a reminder of what not to do with your dreams.

Joseph’s father identifies him as the chosen son; he is not only the favored son, but also the son of Jacob’s favorite wife, Rachel. Joseph is both a dreamer and an interpreter of dreams. In the beginning, the 17-year- old dreamer was a little naïve, as he shares his visions with people who chose to “hate” and not “celebrate.” His brothers thought that if they could destroy the dreamer they could destroy the dream.

Some of us are 27, 37, 47, 57 and we are naive in the sense that we have received a dream, a vision, and instead of keeping it to ourselves, we go and share it with others. As the young people would say, you just put it “on blast.” You go post it on the social networking sites, MySpace and Facebook, and tell everybody what God has done or will do. In a time when people are more concerned with our demise and not our success, we have to guard our hearts and dreams.

While we must share our testimonies and tell of God’s blessings, we must mark “embargo” on some of our blessings. The word, “embargo,” often appears at the top of press releases sent to journalists and media organizations. That notation indicates that the information is only to be released on or after a specific date and not a minute earlier. Like the info in the press release, some things in your life are not quite ready for publication.

No matter what Joseph’s brothers or his captors did, they could not cancel his dreams. Remember, no matter what anyone does or attempts to do, they cannot redirect your dreams. They cannot destroy your purpose; they cannot abort your calling. They can hate, but they cannot take away those things God placed inside of you.
I am a living witness that haters might disrupt your sleep, but they cannot cancel your dreams.

Where is Your Title in the Library?

2008-07-08T02:39:00.006-05:00

2 Corinthians 3
3Forasmuch as ye are manifestly declared to be the epistle of Christ ministered by us, written not with ink, but with the Spirit of the living God; not in tables of stone, but in fleshy tables of the heart.

The other day I had to repent after cutting a fool with a lab tech who was attempting to handle me after a four-hour doctor’s visit that included x-rays and lab work. I am fine. I did not anticipate eating lunch at 4 p.m., so I blamed low blood sugar or hunger on my reaction. One of the lab workers grabbed me a cup of juice, as she realized that drawing blood was not going to helping the situation. I was one grumpy little woman, and I was not a very good epistle to read in that moment.

Our actions have to speak louder than our words. Today, consider what kind of text people translate when they see your life.

Are you a trashy novel, a tabloid, or a devotional?

The next time, I will follow my spirit and grab an apple and a jacket before I head out to my next appointment. Better yet, I am just going to stay well and at home.

Pray my strength and continue to walk in your blessings!

ADS

He Keeps On Doing Great Things for Me

2008-06-25T10:08:00.010-05:00

Hello All,

I am thankful for all of calls, e-mails and prayers. I am dry and safe!

I delayed posting this week, as I was waiting for a word from heaven. As you can imagine, the past few days have been rather tumultuous and uncertain for the people of Iowa and other Midwestern states. But even as I read the reports of devastation and smell the stench of the receding waters and its residue, I continue to see God work. In the words of LaShun Pace, “He Keeps On Doing Great Things for Me.”

A few months ago when I met with my tax preparer, she looked over and said, “It’s amazing how much you give with your income as a student.” She continued sifting through the receipts from my two alma maters, churches, and the usual not-for-profits.I did not know how to respond, so I simply joked, “You can give away or you can give it to the government.” I do not share this story to brag or boast, but to bring you to my testimony. Even with the increasing cost of gas and other consumer products, I am still committed to being a giver.

Last week, I learned that my summer job would be saved while my colleagues were laid off. The summer program was canceled due to the flooding and its consequences. Prior to the call and e-mail, I had made peace with whatever decision would come down…But God!

On Monday, I received a letter from my undergraduate alma mater thanking me for a gift I had given to a recently established scholarship for African-American students. Earlier that day, I received an e-mail stating that I had received funding to conclude the data collection for my dissertation. My 600 miles of travel and my 25-cent photocopies will be reimbursed. On Tuesday, I learned that I was awarded a scholarship to assist with my final year of schooling.

Some would call it luck, but I know it is the favor of God.

I know that many of you have been praying for the people of Iowa and surrounding areas, but would you consider putting your faith into action by donating to the American Red Cross. The Red Cross is at the fore of the flood recovery efforts and they continue to assist the affected and inflicted across the world. However, I just read that the organization has had to take out a loan to continue their services. I know it is hard for all of us, but please consider a small gift this week. If you or your church would like to give directly to a local church affected by the floods, contact me and I will put you in touch with local pastors who could assist you.

Trust me, giving makes room for more! As always, continue to walk in your blessings.

ADS

I can't afford it, but God can handle a $4 gallon of gas

2008-06-09T01:44:00.004-05:00

Happy Monday, All!

“Stay encouraged,” is the word of the Lord for you this week. While gas is $4 a gallon and our grocery bills are skyrocketing, God is still in control. On Saturday, I went to a gas station to purchase an 8 lb. bag of ice and the cashier was even shocked that the price had risen from $1.25 to $1.44. His co-worker just shook her head and said she received word that diesel would increase by 30 cents.

I know it is hard to stay encouraged when your money is funny and your change is a little strange, but we have to trust our living God. David said in Psalm 37:25:“I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.”

Yes, we’ve all had to make some changes; however, none of my friends and/or loved ones have reported that they are losing any weight. I’m trying to work off a few pounds I packed on during Iowa’s long winter and late spring. You would think a sister would lose a few pounds choosing vegetarian entrees over beef or chicken to save a dollar or two.

This week, try this little exercise I’ve found myself doing lately. Most of us are use to saying grace or a prayer of thanks before eating, but have you considered that this act is transferable. Recently, I have found myself saying “thank you for provision” as I walk through the grocery store and while I am pumping gas. I am a bargain shopper, so I am interested in the little tag that tells you how much each ounce will cost. I still look at those little tags, but as I make my selections, I give thanks.

I once heard a preacher say, “'thank you' makes room for more.” Send me a note if you get a chance to experiment with this little exercise.

It is almost 2 a.m. and it will soon be time to experience God’s manna!

As always, continue to walk in your blessings! (Meditation Passage Exodus 16:4-7)

Arlecia D. Simmons

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Women After God's Heart

2008-06-02T01:35:00.007-05:00

On Friday, May 30, the Associated Press reported that the Vatican, the central governing body of the Catholic Church, issued a warning that women taking part in ordinations would be excommunicated. “The church has always banned the ordination of women by stating that the priesthood is reserved for males. The new decree is explicit in its reference to women,” the report stated. A top Vatican official said, "The church does not feel authorized to change the will of its founder Jesus Christ."

As I read the story, all I could do was shake my head. For me, this matter was a continuation of the age-old debate of whether women should operate in ministry. I am not Catholic and I know very little about Catholicism; however, I know it is the same discussion simply taking place in a different room of the house.

For the past year or so, I have immersed myself in reading about women in the Bible and in contemporary ministry. My dissertation research is a study of the life and work of an Iowa woman who was ordained in 1930. Although she was active within a local Western Iowa church, she “pastored” via the radio for over 55 years. For the past two years, I have read her sermons and through issues of a magazine she published for 46 years. I have also spent hours flipping through her personal scrapbooks and letters, and interviewing her grandchildren and her associates who are still in their right mind. I am still making sense of my project and its contribution to knowledge. Nevertheless, one thing I am sure about is that God has always used women to spread the Gospel and assist with the maintenance of the Church.

Even before I began this research, I saw how God used a group of praying women. In my childhood church, there were always women operating in ministry. Last fall, I was saddened to learn that two of these women, the Rev. Mary Broomfield and Evangelist Mable Maxwell, had gone home to be with the Lord. About two months before her passing, I had called the 91-year-old “Sis. Maxwell.” Her mind was strong, as she provided updates on her grandchildren, the great-grands and other relatives that I could not recall. As our conversation ended, she thanked me for the call and simply said, “You stay on the King’s highway.” That was a word!

Many family members experienced my wrath when I learned that they had not informed me that the Rev. Broomfield passed away. I had not spoken to her in years, but I will never forget how God used her to assist with my healing. As a kid, I suffered from an extreme case of eczema that forced me to miss months of school. Because Mary Ford Elementary had no air conditioning, I did not spend many late spring days in the classroom. At times, a teacher visited my home to drop off assignments and go over new material. That is, when I was not in the hospital. While most kids would simply remember missing recess, I recall Rev. Broomfield and Mrs. Mary Lee Fields, the pastor’s wife, coming over to pray and rub me down with oils and other concoctions they had learned about from friends or people at the health food store. My grandmother, Louise, would be right there with the tag team. They prayed, sang, and greased me down. The whatnots in the living room would shake as the women prayed that God would heal my body. While other kids would have been freaked out, such activities became my “normal.”

As I thought about the story coming out of the Vatican, I remembered these women and thought about others of all faiths, who were feeling God’s tug. Many women have dismissed their calling due to political or societal roadblocks. Reflecting on her entrance into the ministry, my research subject stated: "Had I been a boy instead of a girl I am sure I would have been preaching the gospel long before I did. But having been brought up to think preaching was a man’s job I did not aspire to be a minister of the gospel."

No matter how many decrees are issued, the will of God will be done. Today, I am encouraged by Joel 2:28-29 (KJV): 28And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy…

I am so glad that my research subject, Rev. Broomfield and Evangelist Maxwell took God at His word and fulfilled their assignments!

Copyright © 2008 Arlecia’s Doses of Inspiration by Arlecia D. Simmons
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Too Many Irons in the Fire and They’re All Smoking

2008-05-28T00:41:00.009-05:00

There is a new inspirational book out that I would like to bring to your attention.

Dr. Cynthia Bond Hopson (pictured to Oprah's immediate right) has recently released, “Too Many Irons in the Fire and They’re All Smoking.” Dr. Hopson is my mentor, prayer warrior and soror, and I count it an honor and privilege to call her a friend. She keeps me straight, and that is a job all by itself! A few weeks ago, I was blessed to receive a signed copy of “Too Many Irons…,” which I believe is a great gift for any occasion.

“In this little book, as in her popular Bad Hair Days, Rainy Days, and Mondays, she offers a month’s worth of wisdom, advice, and encouragement for women in the form of 31 short daily meditational readings,” reports the publisher.

Dr. Hopson has written thought-provoking and inspirational columns, feature articles, and speeches. She has been nominated for teaching excellence and has been named to the Who’s Who Among American Teachers five times. Formerly associate professor of journalism at the University of Memphis, she is assistant general secretary of the Black College Fund and Ethnic Concerns for the United Methodist Board of Higher Education and Ministry in Nashville, Tennessee.

This is Dr. Hopson’s second inspirational book. “Bad Hair Days, Rainy Days, and Mondays Wisdom and Encouragement to Lift a Woman’s Spirit” was her first. Both books can be purchased at Amazon.com or obtained through your local bookstore.

Continue to walk in your blessings and remember that eagles fly with eagles! Soar, girlfriend, soar… I am flying right behind you!

Arlecia D. Simmons

Visit the following link to order "Too Many Irons...": http://www.amazon.com/Too-Many-Irons-Fire/dp/0687491673/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1211953367&sr=8-1

I'm Going to Party Like It's My Earth Day...

2008-05-24T01:41:00.000-05:00

In the next few hours, I will prayerfully celebrate what Bishop T.D. Jakes describes as my “Earth Day.” Because God knew me before the foundation of the world (See Ephesians 1:4 and 1 Peter 1:20), May 26 is the day I was released into this earth. As I grow older yet wiser, I am constantly considering what I am doing with my dash. You know, the punctuation mark representing your life on a grave marker, between your date of birth and your date of death.

I could spend time listing all of the things I have not accomplished to date; however, I choose to count my many blessings. For one, I have become a very different statistic than the one reported the day I was born to a 15-year-old mother and a 17-year-old father. I trust those figures said something about the likelihood of various limitations. Sociologists may have predicted the amount of education I would secure and the number of children I would have by now. Nevertheless, many of us know God works with a different set of variables. While I cannot say that some of the limitations they predicted have not existed along the way, I can attest to the fact that God chooses the foolish things of this world to confound the wise (See 1 Corinthians 1:27).

When people see us, they are impressed with what they see now. They want to hate on us because of our education, positions of influence, or appearances. However, they would think twice if they only knew our testimonies. I may be a doctoral student at a Research 1 institution now, but that is not the whole story. My teenage parents resided in two separate hoods. You know, the places where Domino’s Pizza would not deliver. The haters will never consider how my mother finished high school and attended college. Oh, and they know nothing about how she caught four buses a day so she could get between two jobs. She worked to buy a Chevette, which she used to shuttle me to and from various church and school activities. Those activities, which required fees and transportation, helped to shape my future in immeasurable ways.

They see me, but they do not know the testimony.

As I celebrate this year, I cannot say that all of my dreams have come true. Like Esther, I have prepared myself for a king. Yet, my king has not arrived. Like Hannah, I have gotten ugly with my prayers. Yet, God has not given me a Samuel. While I could focus on all of the prayers that have gone unanswered, I choose to give thanks for the petitions that have been granted. “He’s brought me a mighty long way,” as the old mothers would say!

An old Baptist minister once told me, “Without tests, you have no testimony.” This Earth Day, I thank God for all of my tests, trials, tribulations and the testimonies that have been birthed out of them. I will not spend Monday looking in the mirror and lamenting about crow’s feet. I thank God for a face, a beautiful one at that. I will thank Him for His goodness, mercy and loving kindness. I will sing, “It’s just another day that the Lord has kept me.” I will write my own song and sing it until others are inspired to do the same!

Continue to walk in your blessings!

Copyright © 2008 Arlecia’s Doses of Inspiration by Arlecia D. Simmons.

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“I’ve a message from the Lord, hallelujah!"

2008-05-23T23:28:00.000-05:00

Hello and Welcome to the brand new blog of Look and Live Ministries!

I'm your host, Arlecia Simmons. I trust that you will visit with me each week as I attempt to dissect the world and share what thus saith the Lord. Previously, I have disseminated my inspirational messages through a forum known as "Arlecia's Doses of Inspiration." For one year, I sent weekly e-mails to family, friends who in turn forwarded those messages to their family, friends and co-workers. While the original recipients were most likely located in South Carolina, North Carolina, and Georgia, the Internet allowed me to share my inspirational messages across the country and possibly in other parts of the world. I trust that this blog will not only encourage and inspire, but also stir up the gifts that dwell within you. We all have stories or testimonies that can enrich the lives of those around us.

It is my prayer that through these posts, you will become motivated to keep on keepin' on! That's all I am trying to do as I run on to see what the end is going to be! I love the old hymns and dirges of the church, so you'll often find my writings sprinkled with songs that invigorate my spirit. I can't say I'll always be politically correct, as I am a "Jesus freak" and it is what it is.

I am currently in the process of beginning my doctoral dissertation, so I trust that you'll learn more than you ever wanted to about Iowa, the writing of a dissertation, and the troubles that arise. Please feel free to share your thoughts with me. And look ya (I'm a Gullah gal), I will try my best to make sure all subjects and verbs agree; however, all work is still in process!

Enjoy the journey and I look forward to our time together.