The Reign Came Down and Brought the Son

July 4th,
The weather was pleasant until…

I scrolled my Facebook timeline the other day. Someone posted "It's way too hot outside. God is trying to show us what hell feels like." Yes, it was meant for humor, but the statement consumed me. Being the over-thinker, I AM, I fell into deep thought. I move the trash to the side, found a spot and began to listen to my inner self-say, "Maybe we need just a little more light."

I observed a strange rain shower yesterday. In the middle of the day, while the sun was shining brightly not a cloud in the sky, A heavy shower fell to the ground. It lasts for about three minutes or so.  I called my homegirl up to see if she experienced the same. Her reply, "Nope, it's dry over here." And so it was outside my door dry. As if the rain never happened.

North Carolina weather is crazy. I know what I saw, I know what I heard. I AM not mad. I wanted a closer look, so I grabbed my habits and went outside for a smoke. It seemed the longer I stayed, the more I began to burn, while in the shade. It was hotter than a witches titty. Not the same pleasant weather I experienced before the rain.

So the thought remains from my inner self. Though it was hot with a burning sensation, training yourself to think positive has a beneficial factor. Now, let's establish the negative. No, I shouldn't have been outside smoking, it's definitely preparation for hell…but that's a story for another day.

Most importantly,  the thought of needing more light resonated becoming my inspiration. Now that's HOT! John 8:12 it says, "When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

I use to think waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel was hard. But if you stop walking when will you get to enjoy it. We are ever so graciously blinded by what we don't have by what we cannot see. It's high time we choose our third eye and see Jesus for who He is.

There are others who inspire me. A long list of others. But if I had to chose a leaf, a branch, and a root it would go as follows.

Delphia Ruffin Taylor (1935-2016) and all that grow from her family tree. My grandmother is my root.  She is my foundation.

Chandra Batts and family, she is my branch, still holding on after several years of Fights and friendship. *Side Notes* Fights are not to be taken lightly. We have weathered many storms together. It is the glue that bonds us.

Now as for my Leaf. A leaf will leave you with a lasting impression. One that will play over and over again. Refer it to the whooping you received as a child. Sometimes it doesn't have to hurt for you to get the point. Reverend Dr. Vincent M. Meares and family, in the short time we have known each other you have become the difference in my life. You are indeed following the light.


Believe…
I AM an Over Comer!
I AM Fearless!
I AM Coming out!