The Non-Conformist

For the past few months, I have been going through some things that have really tested me - pulling me in every direction to the point of wanting to give up. I wanted to throw in the towel a few times, however I kept the faith. I persevered, prayed, praised, and prepared. HOW? It was all by GOD. I do not care much for dwelling on the past, but I do look back just to see how far I have come. This time last year, I had come to a crossroad and finally accepted I had messed up and was in a mess of a relationship. I was making plans to do great things, and I had decided that I would keep going even alone. Fast foward to March 2012, when things started to really fall apart. I had people and things going up against me, but they did not know Who had my back. He has backed me up since way back when. They did not know my Savior - my God - the One and Only. They did not know Who or Whose I was - I am a child of God. I got something in the mail yesterday, and got the call I KNEW I was going to

One night I confessed to a (guy) friend how if I had the chance, I would tell the boy turned man I fell in love with way back when that I was still very much in love with him. I would do all that I could to make sure that it was always good, even in the bad. At that time, I was hurting from a recent heart break, and all the previous heartbreaks. I can't tell you what made me tell my heart's secrets, but I did and I'm glad I did.  Sometime after I disclosed my heart's secret, I got that chance I had longed for - my love came back and I knew it was my chance. God had blessed me with that chance. My love called me at work one day, and it was in those first seconds that my life changed (once again) forever. It was a voice I longed to hear that matched a man that I had not laid eyes on in three and half years. When he said my name that day on the phone, it took my breath away. It was HIM. When I told my friend the good news, he reminded me of that conversation we'd h

The idea or thought of starting over is frightening for some. For others, starting over is natural, just a part of life. They are right. I had to start over last August [2011] when the person I was dating for the past 2.5 years did something to me that hurt me. I left the situation. Back at square one - single. Then I found myself having to go back "home" in a sense. I moved "back" with my uncle for a few months, to heal, to get back to me, to start over. That was tough for me, because I was independent and liked that I had my own. The break up did not hurt me financially, because I paid for everything. (Foolish, right?) But, I needed to make some changes, and that was the start of it all. Now, I'm in a new city, with a new man, and major plans. Starting over wasn't so bad.

What is a dream? How does one achieve a dream? When dreams are denied where do they go? When dreams are achieved, does dreaming stop? To live out a dream is most rewarding, but it is not without its hardships. Really, hardships make dreams worth having and fighting for. The fight remains even after one is within their dream - living. It gets tougher, especially when you are doing right. William Butler Yeats said "Things fall apart - the centre cannot hold". My center holds. I know this because I have lived in an ongoing gyre , and I am here to tell it. My story. My fight - my struggle has been victorious because it hasn't been me alone. I have Help. God. Over the last several weeks, lies have been told, and things have been done that has made me ultimately question my dreams. It seems as though I have been set up to fail, but I feel and believe I am not. The situation itself is tough, and I have entered into a failing environment. I AM NOT A FAILURE. Prior to these thing