A LETTER TO MY MOTHER'S YOUNGER SELF

When I look in the mirror, I see that I am your reflection.  I know that I manifested from you and your experiences.  I wondered growing up on what were your experiences.  I wondered because I knew your experiences made you strong. Your experiences tested your strength to surpass all things.  Do you remember your younger self?

 

I wondered what you went through in your younger self.  The obstacles that you went through. When you knew what was right for you, the strength you had to go for it.  I wondered your perseverance.  I wondered your journey when everyone told you "NO".  How did you go for it anyways? Do you remember your younger self?

 

When I see you, I light up because I only pray to be half of you one day.  I want to have the strength of a Zimbabwean younger self going to nursing school, moving to the states, having a loving husband, and two children. 

 

One of those children was me.  I lived a privilege life and I am an extinction your hard work.  Now, I am young adult making life choices. I know that I am only a reflection and have to experience my own life. However, I knew that I was there in your younger self.  I was there when you were figuring out yourself.  I was here in your unsurity and I was there in your happiness.  I was the manifestation in your womb until I came to life.  Do you remember your younger self?  I became a reflection of you.  I never forget it what it means to be a refection of my mother's younger self.

 

I hold that responsibility with honor.

The power to serve

Question of the Time: How often does a woman offer the most meaningful service to God by doing what seems to be the least important thing to the world?

In the Bible, The seacost city of Joppa was no longer the same after Dorcas returned to life.  Upon hearing and seeing the miracle of the living Dorcas, many turned to the Lord and believed.  No doubt this generous disciple, gifted with skilled fingers and a heart for the Lord, picked up her needle and thread and continued her compassionate and benevolent ministry to all who live around her. 

There is no spiritual gift too small.  This woman had a spiritual gift that lifted many up in glory of the Lord.  As I sat in church, I saw the gift of dance lift up a whole church.  Going into the new year, I am quite center in my light and still am going into the next year glorify the Lord.  I know that he does not make any mistakes and every obstacle brought before me handling it.  At the end of the day, I only strive to serve him and listen to his voice.  The people may not understand my decisions but know this. I have seek counselor in all I do and will never hinder my spiritual gifts to jeopardize any of it. 

A woman holds so many hats of being a lover, child, wife, mother, cousin, sister, and many more.  A woman has the power to serve.  The power to serve what a gift.

Question of the Time: How often does a woman offer the most meaningful service to God by doing what seems to be the last important thing to the world?

"Always, realizing that, at times, only God will know how important that service is in the life span of those you serve."-Wanda Ebright