Good morning!
I am writing this morning to tell you that you cannot give up! You cannot stop believing and trusting that God will deliver on His promises to you! I know because I have been praying and asking God to deliver on somethings that I have been seeking, opportunities I have messed over, things I have not believed would come to pass for me. He has been showing me that He is ever present and moving in my life.
I feel like I have heard it before from others and I believe them and I have celebrated with them. But this morning before I opened this new page to write to you, I thought to myself, "What will make me so special to tell my friends this? Why would they need to hear it from me?" Because just like you, I've gotten tired and weary and wanted to throw in the towel or I did in fact throw in the towel. I mean...I threw in the whole load of towels and walked away. I did not come back to put them in the dryer and fold them and put them away neatly. I mean I threw them in and left them to stink. Some of you know what I am talking about...when you forget about towels piled up behind that bathroom door on in your hamper...the towels you forgot about in the washing machine that were put into the dryer and now the smell is forever dried into your best-est towels! (btw I have a way to get that out if anybody needs to know how)
But seriously, it was hard to admit to myself let alone to my friend that I did just give up because who would that make me in their eyes? To myself? More importantly to God who I claim to believe can work miracles? Who has gotten me out of some sticky situations, places I had no business doing and that's just the stuff I know about. But I see now that if I keep believing and pressing forward even when I am facing opposition that those things will come to pass. I will persevere! I want to persevere! Even though there is so much coming from every direction...I will continue to thank Him for grace and mercy.
Keep praying, fasting, reading and believing that every one of His promises will come to pass!
Peace, Detroit Luv & Soooooul!
Daniella
Friday, February 22, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
Good morning!
This morning as I was driving in to work, I started to reflect on this weekend's activities. I have a pretty full life between work, family, friends, church and well...me. One thing really touched me this weekend which caused me to pause and want to capture my feelings. It was a picture of me at my best friend's wedding 15 years ago. I had seen these pictures before, but it's probably been over 10 years since I've seen them. My friend's had pulled their photo album out and already had been reminiscing about old times when I arrived.
What I thought would be a casual perusal of the moments captured at their wedding turned into connecting with an old friend from long ago. I enjoyed moving through the photo album with everyone pointing out funny looks, gushing over how beautiful and handsome they were as bride and groom. How young we all looked. Then it happened...I turned the page and saw a photo of my dear old friend looking straight into the camera and possibly into the future right at me. I had known this friend all my life, she had been there when I had my first crush, when I had my first heart break, my first time performing on stage, when I fell in love face first for the very first time, she knew things about me that I tried to forget. She was 22 and more beautiful than I remembered. Her eyes were bright and her smile a bit more reserved than usual.
I somehow wanted to tell her all the things about herself that she either did not believe then or know yet. I wanted to tell her that she had achieved being accepted to U of M and that it was okay that her course of study changed and to pursue it harder than anything else in life that seemed to matter at that time. I wanted to tell her that she would endure heartbreak, but it would not break her and to be more fearless. What she thought would be the end of the story would not be so, that God had always been there when she didn't even turn to Him for guidance. That the wisdom she had been praying for was on the way and that she would gain it through the experiences God had already planned out for her through His perfect will. She should also know that I loved her so much. I loved her more than any other being on this earth did or ever would and to make sure that those who would claim to love her knew that I loved her more. More importantly, I wanted her to know what Pastor H. would tell her when I was in the middle of a storm, "I am beautifully and wonderfully made."
This dear friend was me of course. It was as if God held a mirror up to my face so that I could clearly comprehend what He created in me. I smile now looking at her and the innocence in her eyes. I think I was so worried that my hair didn't look right and that I'd disappoint the bride or that others would see the attraction I had to one of the groom's men. I am so grateful that God loves me so much that He would take me through the things I needed to go through in order to become the woman I am today and that He would not leave me alone even in times I was not seeking Him the way He wants me to. But this weekend I was thanking Him for reminding me who I am.
Do you see what God sees in you when you look at yourself in the mirror?
Peace, Detroit Luv & Soooooul!
Daniella
This morning as I was driving in to work, I started to reflect on this weekend's activities. I have a pretty full life between work, family, friends, church and well...me. One thing really touched me this weekend which caused me to pause and want to capture my feelings. It was a picture of me at my best friend's wedding 15 years ago. I had seen these pictures before, but it's probably been over 10 years since I've seen them. My friend's had pulled their photo album out and already had been reminiscing about old times when I arrived.
What I thought would be a casual perusal of the moments captured at their wedding turned into connecting with an old friend from long ago. I enjoyed moving through the photo album with everyone pointing out funny looks, gushing over how beautiful and handsome they were as bride and groom. How young we all looked. Then it happened...I turned the page and saw a photo of my dear old friend looking straight into the camera and possibly into the future right at me. I had known this friend all my life, she had been there when I had my first crush, when I had my first heart break, my first time performing on stage, when I fell in love face first for the very first time, she knew things about me that I tried to forget. She was 22 and more beautiful than I remembered. Her eyes were bright and her smile a bit more reserved than usual.
I somehow wanted to tell her all the things about herself that she either did not believe then or know yet. I wanted to tell her that she had achieved being accepted to U of M and that it was okay that her course of study changed and to pursue it harder than anything else in life that seemed to matter at that time. I wanted to tell her that she would endure heartbreak, but it would not break her and to be more fearless. What she thought would be the end of the story would not be so, that God had always been there when she didn't even turn to Him for guidance. That the wisdom she had been praying for was on the way and that she would gain it through the experiences God had already planned out for her through His perfect will. She should also know that I loved her so much. I loved her more than any other being on this earth did or ever would and to make sure that those who would claim to love her knew that I loved her more. More importantly, I wanted her to know what Pastor H. would tell her when I was in the middle of a storm, "I am beautifully and wonderfully made."
This dear friend was me of course. It was as if God held a mirror up to my face so that I could clearly comprehend what He created in me. I smile now looking at her and the innocence in her eyes. I think I was so worried that my hair didn't look right and that I'd disappoint the bride or that others would see the attraction I had to one of the groom's men. I am so grateful that God loves me so much that He would take me through the things I needed to go through in order to become the woman I am today and that He would not leave me alone even in times I was not seeking Him the way He wants me to. But this weekend I was thanking Him for reminding me who I am.
Do you see what God sees in you when you look at yourself in the mirror?
Peace, Detroit Luv & Soooooul!
Daniella
Friday, February 1, 2013
Today I Must Be Still
Good morning!
Happy New Year! I don't think it's too late to still say that, is it? Anyway, this year I celebrated my thirty-seventh (37) birthday! I am so excited to see that number written out the long way. I'm not sure why, it just looks special to me. I believe this is going to be my year to do what my mom has always told me to do, "Peace, be still." It seems so simple to do just that, be still. Not to worry about the outside pressures of the world or the pressures I have always placed on myself. But seriously, I am learning more and more what it means to be still and listen to the voice within - the voice of God.
With that being said, I am taking some time to sit quietly and not seek advice of any man. With the exception of my upbringing, my life has never been "traditional." I've always taken what looked like the hard route or the scenic route to where I wanted to go. I am once again on a journey to ultimate happiness and am at a crossroads where my thoughts are being clouded by the thoughts of others who I know love me and want the very best for me. For that I am blessed, lucky and forever grateful! But I must listen to my heart and spend time with my creator as I wait on a word from Him. No one knows the desires of your heart like God, for He planted those seeds and gifted those talents to you. You have talents that others would view as a curse, a light bright enough to draw others in wonderment, and a heart with the purest intentions to love with all that you are.
If we truly believed that about ourselves what would life be like? Would we stop hurting others because of our insecurities? Just think about what you are insecure about for a moment. What are the things you are afraid others will know about you? Why, because you are afraid they will judge you for not being "perfect?" My flaws are what keep me humble and able to empathize with family, friends and strangers. Today I will give my fears and worries to God and leave them with Him so that His work and will may be done using me in whatever way He sees fit.
Peace, Detroit Luv & Soooooul!
Daniella
Happy New Year! I don't think it's too late to still say that, is it? Anyway, this year I celebrated my thirty-seventh (37) birthday! I am so excited to see that number written out the long way. I'm not sure why, it just looks special to me. I believe this is going to be my year to do what my mom has always told me to do, "Peace, be still." It seems so simple to do just that, be still. Not to worry about the outside pressures of the world or the pressures I have always placed on myself. But seriously, I am learning more and more what it means to be still and listen to the voice within - the voice of God.
With that being said, I am taking some time to sit quietly and not seek advice of any man. With the exception of my upbringing, my life has never been "traditional." I've always taken what looked like the hard route or the scenic route to where I wanted to go. I am once again on a journey to ultimate happiness and am at a crossroads where my thoughts are being clouded by the thoughts of others who I know love me and want the very best for me. For that I am blessed, lucky and forever grateful! But I must listen to my heart and spend time with my creator as I wait on a word from Him. No one knows the desires of your heart like God, for He planted those seeds and gifted those talents to you. You have talents that others would view as a curse, a light bright enough to draw others in wonderment, and a heart with the purest intentions to love with all that you are.
If we truly believed that about ourselves what would life be like? Would we stop hurting others because of our insecurities? Just think about what you are insecure about for a moment. What are the things you are afraid others will know about you? Why, because you are afraid they will judge you for not being "perfect?" My flaws are what keep me humble and able to empathize with family, friends and strangers. Today I will give my fears and worries to God and leave them with Him so that His work and will may be done using me in whatever way He sees fit.
Peace, Detroit Luv & Soooooul!
Daniella
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