“The more things change, the more you grow.” – Reba McEntire
If this is true, and in my case, it seems to be, I am growing like the national debt! Every way I turn, something is moving, shifting, being tossed about, becoming unsettled or unsteady, causing concern…you get the picture. I don’t remember asking God for this particular growth spurt, yet here I am, just growinnnnnnnnnnng.
“All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother. “Abraham Lincoln
I get a special treat this Mother’s Day because I’m spending the day with my beautiful mother. My 9-year-old granddaughter, Morgan, and I got in line early and made a reservation with 2G (code for great-grandmother) and we’ll attend church services with her and then find somewhere special for lunch. Morgan told her mother, Angela, that we get to hang out with 2G on Mother’s Day because it’s “tradition.”
This year, whether you’re a birth or adoptive mother, a father or grandparent raising children alone, an aunt or sister who has taken on mommy duties, a godmother, or president of a child’s fan club–however you got the honor, this big THANKS is for you.
By Cynthia A. Bond Hopson, Ph.D., Assistant General Secretary
The Black College Fund, The United Methodist Church
Pic courtesy: foxnews.com
Graduation from college is a big deal, especially among African American families. Everybody and THEIR cousin is there to applaud when their “baby’s” name is called. With Historically Black Colleges and Universities, many graduates are the first in their families to earn a degree.
Now that we’ve passed TAX DAY, let’s get down to celebrating! If you’re wondering what we’re celebrating, trust me, there’s more than I can cover in these few sentences. Maybe celebrate isn’t the right word, perhaps it’s more raising awareness to inform your future actions. That’s my job—raising awareness– because once we are in the know, we can’t—key word—can not, un-know it. So…
Today’s Quote: “We imagine that we want to escape our selfish and commonplace existence, but we cling desperately to our chains.” Anne Sullivan
I read Anne Sullivan’s quote in my local paper last week and it struck a nerve. I think I’m about two cheeseburgers and one bag of lemon cookies from clinging desperately to some chains of my own. I hear them rattling every time I open my mouth and whine and complain about what I whined and complained about yesterday and last week. Though I wouldn’t consider my existence commonplace or selfish—no one ever does—I seem to be whining and complaining more about more and more. Here’s why that’s a problem:
During my next to last visit to New York I stayed at an unfamiliar hotel. It was late and I was hungry enough to eat Brussel sprouts, asparagus and beets! (Trust me, I was desperate!) I had $10 when I wandered into the gift shop but quickly spent $12.43. The cashier assured me $2.43 wasn’t worth another trip and said I could drop it off the next morning. The next morning I was rushing and I didn’t give that $2.43 a second thought until I was on a plane halfway to Nashville.
Heard it in a Love Song…
It’s February and love is in the air, and I am loving it! Love is one of those things you can’t buy, rent or manufacture but it is like oxygen. It helps make everything else worthwhile. And, in February there are all kinds of cool things to celebrate—National Hot Breakfast Month, Library Lovers Month, Bake for Family Fun Month, and Heart Month. As a special treat, from my heart to yours, I am resorting to my favorite love songs for today’s wisdom.
Welcome to this big, shiny New Year and all the adventure it holds! Praise God we’re still here growing and going strong! I love January because it signals we have 365 new opportunities to refresh, renew, and restore ourselves. I pray that 2017 will be your best year yet. To help get you there, here is your official 2017 magic formula.
I arrived at my 61st year or my 18,625th day on earth Sunday and I’m celebrating! I have loved birthdays ever since I can remember so I start celebrating November 1 so by my real birthday, I’m not just older, but wiser. It is my great joy to share this year’s Wisdom 6.1:
The 2016 election cycle has thankfully come to an end! Hallelujah! Now, if the insults, the biased polling touted as the gospel, the incivility that bred hatred and strife, the intolerance of voices other than our own would also end, I suspect I might dance the night away!!!!!!! Continue reading