Having a conversation with a good friend and she asks me about a guy that I used be involved with wondering about the “end story.”
So I told her we grew apart and let her know that I really believed he didn’t want a committed relationship.
She went on to ask how I knew that he didn’t want one. My response: “If we both wanted the same thing, we would be in a relationship right now.”
I had to explain to my friend that I knew this because he never made a deciding move. Don’t get me wrong now, we’re not on bad terms. We don’t hate each other. We simply aren’t meant to be committed to each other. And ultimately, his actions (or lack thereof) spoke for his desires.
As women, sometimes society wants us to wait around for the man to “get his mind right,” “get his stuff together,” and figure what he wants—or even, lead him into the relationship.
But sis, let me you something: You know what you deserve! Don’t let that man distract you from living the life that you want or sit around waiting for him to pick you.
GO LIVE YOUR LIFE!
The man you’re supposed be with will come along and make his intentions very well known, sis! —Sincerely, Tyra
I’m sure You heard me say that I would close out this year on “Cloud Nine,” praising You and blessing Your Name for all this goodness that You have done thus far….
I think right as I was saying that the devil asked You if He could try me.
There have been distractions since then; illness and bodily fatigue tried to take me out this week and last; my sense of right and wrong has been challenged; my self-confidence has been tested (and misplaced a few days); changes at work have had people on edge and lacking faith in leadership; I have had to be the example when I lacked encouragement; a few tears were shed over broken relationships; friends have expressed sorrow about situations in their lives; I have had to carry my child in the house on cold and dark nights—alone—wondering whether I’m risking her safety just getting out of the car; and most recently, My Joy’s (and, thus, my own) sleep has been disrupted by nightmares on multiple nights.
But, despite all of this, I know that You are faithful to those who seek You.
So, in this season, You will NOT have to ask me twice to be the person that You have called me to be.
I am not the same person that I was when he tried me the last time. Thankfully, I feel like You have covered me with Your grace, Holy Spirit. You will not be called a lie by the devil on my name, Father God.
My God, You are inspiring!
You are beyond good to me. You have provided and kept us when I turned the corner and found myself on Harm’s Way. You are my rest and my triumphant peace and refuge. Your heart shall not be broken my free will or choices. My stance is to choose You over everything else.
Can I worship You today, Heavenly Father? Would it please You for me to cry the Blood of Jesus over every trial in my life? If You don’t pay me any more attention this year, can I still love You?
My heart longs to be closer to You. Thank You for the touch of mercy You have presented in my life. Thank You for never abandoning me. Your staying power is unmatched.
Thank You for telling me that I am enough—even with my flaws. Your strength has helped me grow in ways I could have never imagined. Thank You for exceeding my expectations of who I can be and what I can accomplish in this earthly realm. Take over me; my spirit belongs to You. Continue making me the person You desire for me to be.
This I ask in Jesus Christ’s Name,
This week, I’m listening to: “Incredible God, Incredible Praise.”
Today, I’m reading the book of Job, chapters 32-34.
Good morning God, what a beautiful reminder of Your omnipresence; that Your Spirit is meant to reside in me; that I’m enough just the way I am; that You care despite ______; that You are always desiring to get closer to me…
Thank You for coming after me. Thank You for sending Your peace; thank You for sending Your love in ways that I didn’t know I needed. Thank You for breathing on my situation. Your Spirit came in the room and covered it.
“I didn’t know I could have a friend like you.”
Battling every giant on my behalf…
Bold enough to take on all my doubts…
Creator of everything…
Friend and Father…
Reviver of the dead and hopeless…
Strong, yet merciful…
You can have everything that’s within me… Keep challenging me… Keep expanding my prayer life… Keep ushering me into the purpose You have for my life… Keep leading me into the full depths of knowing of Your sacrificial love.
Just that quick smh… But not today Satan. Be slow to anger, Tyra. Be the example, Tyra. Be in this world, Tyra, not of it. I speak life over the people that wish to test my faith. I pray happiness over you, beloved. There are people struggling in my midst and you will not serve as a distraction as I work to uplift and empower these reciprocating beings. Today, I am overflowing with love and you—you can get it, too. —Sincerely, Tyra
I find myself
to assess the damage.
I can be more human
than godly some days.
I find myself
journeying back to
mirrors in search
of how to recreate my past.
Times like these come in lulls
and with weight tugging
from the flat of the earth
because I am a universe all by
myself. More god-like
than ever and
unlikely to be
–an excerpt from my latest project, entitled “Soul Fed.”
For more of my poems, search for “A Smothered Scripture” on Amazon.
Sometimes people will try to steal your joy in efforts to make you move or act differently. Being wary of this and staying prayed up is a proactive way to hit the Heisman on those attacks. Another simple way to do this is by practicing more of the things you love to do. I think we are less susceptible to being caught off guard by negativity when we are actively participating in positivity and things that bring us happiness. You know the saying: hurt people, hurt people? Well, happy people just don’t. (Usually and not intentionally, anyway.) So what makes you happy? What brings you joy and inner peace?Whatever the answer is, think about ways to experience more of that on a regular basis. Then write it down and post it somewhere that you will see everyday. Here’s my Happy List (which, of course, started out as a poem) in case you need a bit of inspiration.
The Happy List:
More writing on pink frilly paper.
More passion tea.
More rain before clear skies.
More faux fur throws.
More cozy, fluffy pillows.
More manicures and painted toes.
More winged eye liner.
More baking with one of those little, white timers.
More Bantu knots and twist outs.
More strawberry and mango smoothies.
More decorating bare rooms.
More photos in black and white.
More Black-painted art.
More mimosas at brunch.
More pepperoni at lunch.
More long islands at dinner.
More twisted mermaids on black sand beaches.
More passport stamps.
More trips to see our mark on this territory.
More adventures for the sake of adventuring.
More Black Power theories.
More philosophy debates.
More mommy-daughter dates.
More daydreams that come true.
More tears brought on by joy.
More balance and meditation.
More building of the nation.
Crazy quilts are unique and innovative quilts created from scraps of material. They're crafted from odd pieces that don't always match or fit together without the work of an artist. My hope is for a world that values this unique artwork. I blog to make IPOC authors and their works more accessible, to make all the pieces fit together.