Blessings Are On the Way!

I keep getting the feeling something great is about to happen. In my years of experience just living life, whenever there is death, birth immediately comes. For example, I cannot tell you the countless times I have experienced family deaths and soon after, someone is also preparing for birth. It’s as if God designed the two to go hand in hand. Interestingly, sometimes life shows up first, as an indication you just “died” to something and entered a new season. Personally, I have been in a “dead” season in my life where my fight has seemed hopeless. Just this past weekend, I found out I am preparing for life (birth) and within a few days, it hit me. I just “died” to something! My season just shifted! God just opened doors! Hallelujah! Now, I am expecting blessings to show up one by one. I am expecting the fulfillment of prophetic words spoken years ago. I am living in expectation!

In my recent post Life Resurrected, I discussed Jesus being the overcomer of (all) death through his life that was resurrected. As I’m pondering this phenomenon, it is not just physical death that precedes birth or life, it can be death in any form. For instance, it can be death of a poor relationship, death to negative thinking, financial death, dying to oneself, death of a season in your life, etc. In all these instances of death, in some way or form, birth or life follows. This was the ultimate plan of God. There is hope. In this, no matter what may appear “dead” or “dying” in your life, a birthing (of something) is simultaneously taking place. Your dying circumstances will not overtake you, but bring new life-breathing opportunities. Keep hoping, believing, and expecting life to show up! New opportunities, new open doors, new relationships, and new life transformation moments are on the way.

As an activist, I am continuing the fight for racial equality and civil rights in my local area, I expect growth and progress. Justice, unity, and equality are not “dead” beliefs (as I once thought), but with the right approach, achievable realities. Endurance in the fight brings victory.

What appears “dead” in your life? I want to encourage you. Let’s continue the discussion.

Dr. TC

Discover Prompt Day 22

Tempo

The state of motion or activity. At this time in life, living in quarantine, the tempo of life certainly has slowed down. I have written previously on my appreciation of the slow pace. My experience is different from others around me who are eager to get back “to normal life”. I’m more eager to figure out how to keep this same tempo when everything else starts “moving” again.

It’s interesting because I love living in fast tempo cities where there is always something to do and something to see. It excites me. I don’t get bored. I can find “something” to do even when there is “nothing” to do. Nevertheless, I am realizing how much power I have to create a new melody that complements, not competes with the tempo around me. I can create a polyphony, which is, “the style of simultaneously combining a number of parts, each forming an individual melody and harmonizing with each other.”

As the world is seemingly preparing to “reopen”, I challenge you to decide your tempo. What tempo in life is most productive? What tempo sparks the most creativity? What tempo brings your mind, body, and spirit the most peace? Although some may choose to live a more fast paced tempo, I do believe all of us need moments of “rest” to refocus and recharge, no matter the tempo we choose to live.

Dr. TC

Discover Prompt Day 20

A celebration of Music…🎶

Music is in my soul. I have always loved music. I played the clarinet in middle and high school and was drum major for 2 years of high school. Our band marched in the Macy’s Thanksgiving day parade. I will never forget my first music concert with my big sis, Kid -n- Play! Boys II Men is my absolute FAVORITE boys singing group. I’m still a groupie! I cried when they split up. I teach our son with music. I believe music is healthy for brain development.

Once I became a Christian, I just simply switched genres. I primarily only listen to Christian songs, but from many different genres. I also enjoy jazz, oldies, and a little soulful music as well. Music speaks to me. Music comforts me. Music gives me words when I have no words. Music moves my soul. I dedicate this post to music. I don’t have a lot of words to express my sentiment for music. I simply want to share this next song, along with the lyrics, with you. This song has always been my favorite tribute to music and describes EXACTLY how music has served me and continues to bring balance and a solid foundation to my life. I hear music everywhere all the time. No matter what I’m going through. I can find a song that speaks to my heart. Oblige me…listen to this song and help me celebrate, music.

~ Always In My Head ~

You’re like a cool breeze, on a summer’s day

You are a river running through the desert plain

You are my shelter, from the pouring rain

You were my comfort, even before the pain

I can hear the sound of five drummers in the wind

The leaves blowing in the breeze, ring out like guitars

A tin can rolls across the gravel like a tambourine

I am but a vessel, so I sing, because you are

In my head, you’re always in my head

In my dreams, you’re always in my head

In my pain, you’re always in my head

In my peace, you’re always in my head

A rainbow of rhythm stretches across the sky

An airplane in the distance, plays a beautiful cello line

It’s no coincidence; it’s in tune with the music in my head

If you were a shoulder you’re where I would rest, but I am your vessel so I hear, you

In my head, you’re always in my head

In my fears, you’re always in my head

In my joy, you’re always in my head

In my tears, you’re always in my head

You’re like a cool breeze, on a summer’s day

You are a river, running through a desert plain

You’ve been my shelter, from the pouring rain

You were my comfort, even before the pain: ’cause I hear you

In my head, you’re always in my head

In my dreams, you’re always in my head

In my pain, you’re always in my head

In my peace, you’re always in my head

In my head, you’re always in my head

In my fears, you’re always in my head

In my joy, you’re always in my head

In my tears, you’re always in my head

Thank you God for creating music…

Dr. TC

Discover Prompt Day 17

The Distance Between A Promise and Manifestation

Have you ever been so close to something, yet so far away. This has been the conundrum of my life for the past several years. I have been living in the space between a promise and manifestation. To be honest, I do not know how to live in this space. I do not know how to think, how to act, how to feel…I’m still figuring things out.

Distance. The space between a promise and manifestation is the constant waxing and waning of distance. There are moments when I feel very close to the “end”, then there are moments I feel at the very beginning. Sometimes it seems the waxing and waning is in response to my own reactions to my circumstances; some days I’m hopeful, other days I feel hopeless. Sometimes it seems the waxing and waning has nothing to do with me, but just the ebb and flow of life.

Distance. There are moments I feel so close to God, I can almost feel his breath. Then there are moments I feel I have to beg and plead for God to hear me. The closeness to God is so comforting and creates a sense of security. The days I feel distant from God I feel shunned for something I don’t understand. I feel like a lost sheep…a forgotten soldier.

Distance. What is this place? Why does it exist? In light of social distancing, distance is necessary to reduce and eliminate. In the light of a relationship where two partners are miles apart, distance produces fondness, admiration, and a yearning to connect. In light of a freeway with heavy traffic, maintaining distance means safety, precaution, and wisdom. In the light of an unhealthy relationship, distance is necessary for separation, freedom, and restoration. In the Bible, Jesus even felt distant from God as he was near death on the cross. Matthew 27: 46 (NIV) states, “About three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani?” (which means My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” In the next moment, he died and the world was forever changed.

Distance. So…what if the distance between my promise and manifestation is necessary for an unexpected, life-changing outcome? What if the distance between my promise and manifestation is drawing me closer to God through a growing fondness and admiration? What if the “driver” of my life is using distance as safety and precaution to not allow me to be so much in control of a life I didn’t create? What if distance is allowing me moments to restore my total dependence on God and restoring His place as the head of my life?

Distance. I am still struggling, but one thing I am realizing through this time of reflection, Jesus’ painful acknowledgment of distance from God on the cross, just before manifestation of the promise, must mean I am somehow on the right track.

Be encouraged in your distance.

Dr. TC