What on earth is it and what do you do with it?
I have been packing boxes and bins feverishly and here’s what I know now: TOO MUCH STUFF! Entirely too much.
I know you’re thinking what do I know about your stuff when I have so much of my own to sort through? It’s true, I don’t know how much stuff you have swirling around you, and I have not opened your overstuffed hall closets, or moved at least half of your furniture into the garage. I have, however, rolled my eyes after stepping on the 24th Barbie Doll shoe that blended into the carpet and got caught between my toes. Maybe it was the shoes that helped me conclude that we, meaning you and I, have too much stuff and we ought to do something about it. Use my handy checklist to get rid of some of yours before your next move. Not moving? Pretend!
Everyone on earth should have a fan club president like my dads provided me!* I know that is impossible and unrealistic but like the Rev. Jesse L. Jackson, “I’m keeping hope alive” because these two phenomenal men made all the difference.
This Father’s Day, as we celebrate the precious men who made us possible, here are three qualities I believe make daddies heroes and living, breathing symbols of God’s finest work:
“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.