If you wear corrective lenses, as I do, you know that you must have the right prescription. When your corrective lenses are incorrect, will see a haze when it should be clear. Objects may be indistinct. Think of having the wrong rx when you are driving. Oh-oh! Sideswipe another vehicle. Hit a pedestrian; get stuck on some railroad tracks–All because you did not view from the correct lens.
The correct lens will help you see a thief with his hand in your pocket down the road, when you saw him only as a sugar daddy. Give with one hand, but take from the other. Have you, dear reader, ever viewed life from an incorrect lens? If so, what had you thought you were viewing? What did it turn out to be? What corrective action, if any, did you take? Leave a message and then we can talk. Enjoy your Valentine’s Day. FineChocolate58
It’s beginning ever so slowly to start looking and feeling like spring. Today, the weather was above freezing and the sun was shining a bit longer. Since I am a chocoholic I gazed longingly at some Perugina chocolates at Walgreen’s but I passed it up for now, anyway. Something about this wonderful time of the year as we approach Valentine’s Day and the beginning of spring semester in the high school and college campuses across America, it’s beautiful, and temptation is lurking at the same time. Let us look at Kim’s story…
(The doorbell rings, Kim answers, and tips the delivery guy $2. Eric gets up and divvies up the order between the two of them. As he’s divvying up the order, Kim feels suddenly very attached to him and reaches for his hand. “Babe, I can’t eat if you hold my right hand. Well, maybe I’ll eat with my fork in my left hand and my baby on my right. (They begin to embrace and lean down towards the couch. “Eric wait, not now, Kim murmured as Eric slid his slim tapered fingers down her blouse. She began to feel powerful, pulsating sensations that she never felt before with such intensity. It took everything within her to push Eric away and catch her breath).
“Professor Bahna’s class is really a killer”, Kim thought. There’s so much politics involved in Urban Planning, it’s amazing anything gets done.” At that thought she smiled at Eric’s pontification about the masses being held down by the ruling one percent. “That’s my boo, Kim purred to herself, always fighting for a cause. (Sighing) “I sure wish he would spend more time for me instead of always trying to save the masses. Oh, but when he holds me and kisses me, it just feels as if everything will be alright. (Excerpt from A Fine Piece of Chocolate: Righteous Sistas Crossing Over to the Wild Side, pp. 76-79) (Question: Is sex always inevitable in college dating relationships? If so, how does it impact on academic achievement?) I’d be interested in hearing from the college bound on this topic, and the post college, as well.
Love and kisses,
Roadways and travel are the trending topic these past few days because of the weather. Even living in a climate of four seasons, brutally cold weather, (even when it is seasonable) is a conversation piece. And speaking of conversations, we ladies have been called many things–chicks, cougars, Jezebels, Delilahs, (along with other names I don’t care to mention).
How about a road? A what?? See, when you look back at your life and see a series of playas that got over, you have to make this affirmation a part of your life so that it doesn’t happen again! Say, “I am not a road: I won’t let these cars run all over me. Back up! U- turn.
Good morning friends and readers
Just got through listening to Glenn Stanton, author of: The Ring Makes All the Difference, give a series of excellent and compelling reasons for traditional marriage over cohabitation. Dear friends, I’m not finger pointing, ’cause, to be perfectly honest, I can’t claim to be a “righteous Sally”, but there is something to be said about that ring which symbolizes commitment, followed by that solemn and beautiful covenant called marriage.
Cohabiting males are 4x more likely to cheat; the women report being less secure and sadly, for many of these couples, the marriages are less secure, which says there is a “weed” at the basis of cohabitation, which is lack of commitment. Let this year 2015, be the year of commitment for you, dear reader, who says, “it’s love, and love doesn’t need a ring.” If it is love, then, why not the ring? I love you enough to give you something to think about. Beyonce even said, put a ring on it, and that resonated with the hip and streetwise.
Enjoy the rest of the day, and only do those activities that will enhance your life, and weed out those things that will weaken your life.
It’s a little less than 15 hours for the New Year, and, before the new year rings in, how about having that one goal that will change your life, perhaps for a lifetime? Here is one that I have been practicing for some time, and it boils down to friendship; wise friendship with people that love me enough to tell me the truth. Every woman needs the covering of a (wise) circle of friends so ladies, put on that cover!
New Year’s eve is just 3 short days away. Let this year be the year that you shine like never before. Remember, any plan with a purpose must start with a mission statement. You are a unique creation like no other. Make a difference in 2015 for yourself and others and have a life mission statement, tailor made to you. You will see the difference.
Make deposits in your praise bank; For then you will have true success. (Jacqueline R Banks)
This is for real. I found out the other day that I am really a millionaire: Not by inheritance, not by winnings, but by looking past dollars and cents. See, when I work grueling hours, and my physical body gets stronger, that’s wealth. When the pressures of life squeeze me like a baby passing through his mother’s birth canal, but I am still joyful, that’s wealth! Mental and physical stamina, plus faith, equals wealth. See, a man or woman cannot build wealth if they are fatigued, stressed out. Keep on living like that, it only leads to poverty or just barely getting by. Keep on living in the atmosphere of praise, and watch that creative energy flow! That energy will lead you into prosperity, and hence, wealth. (If this post has inspired you in some way, or you wish to share your own victory story, please, please drop me a line in the contact form).
Jacqueline R Banks a/k/a finechocolate58
Right now, I’m sad. The time of the year which should be one of “peace on earth, good will towards men,” right now is essentially one of outrage. My friends, let us not kill with words or bullets, but let us seek reconciliation and justice, no matter how elusive lady justice is.
Good day all!
This is, in a sense, the most wonderful time of the year. All the young college folks preparing for the winter break, making trips back home. Well, here is a little feedback that you can chew on as you make your travel plans: (1) Be careful of distractions that can only detour you.
The Buckeye state’s Ohio State University campus was alive with a flurry of activity around the upcoming holiday season. Even Arneatha cut down on her jabs about Kim being a “goody two shoes.” The festive decorations throughout the campus reflected the diversity of its students and created a sense of excitement within Kim. “I feel as if I belong now”, Kim explained as she shared her testimony at the Fisher of Men Club. “Jesus wants us to be fishers of men, and I don’t feel that little out of place feeling I sometimes felt when I first arrived on campus a little over three months ago.” There were smiles and nods of affirmation and murmurs of “praise the Lord” and “amen” throughout the room in Emerson hall. The students played Yolanda Adams and Amy Grants CDs as well as Asian songs sung in Chinese and Korean. The melody and harmony conveyed a peaceful, reverential tone. At the conclusion of the meeting, Kim strolled across the campus to her dorm room, humming Silent Night. A smiling Kim turns the lock to her dorm room, and her eyes immediately fell upon the half consumed beer bottles. Arneatha and her friends, some of whom were unfamiliar to Kim were seated around the small kitchen table amidst half consumed bottles of Coors beer. Arneatha immediately took note of the small bible in Kim’s left hand and that she stopped smiling upon seeing the beer bottles. (Excerpt from: A Fine Piece of Chocolate: Righteous Sistas Crossing Over to the Wild Side, Point #2 Distractions Take Away From Your Destiny Westbow Press, 2013 ISBN# 978-1-4497-9109-4