If you crying, what the baby gone do?
Listening to: Touch the Sky Mix CD (cop dat cop dat, mixed by URs truly)
Location: at the J-OB be eazzzzeeeee
Mood: sweeter than the first kiss on a nice Friday evening in amidst of our Indian Summer
Today is Wet Wednesday, it’s rainy and gloomy. So why do you ask am I cheery and happy. I’m here in the land of the living God what other reason would I be to be happy. I have another day to do what I’m here for. But enough of that . . . let’s get to the meat of this blog today.
Yanno I have been riding the relationship roller coasted for the past I’ll say 3 years now. Up and down around and back. Mind you I HATE ROLLER COASTERS literally; I have a fear of ‘em. But it doesn’t stop me from jumping from one ship to the next. I call it “the meantime” ride. But most of the time I fall right back where I hadn’t intended, committed to someone who either isn’t really ready for it or just don’t do it for me in all the ways I need it. I need TP, no not toilet paper, the TOTAL PACKAGE. Now some may say – hey you better take what you can get because e’ryone doesn’t have a body like TO and a face like Boris and a mind like Cornell and bank like Jordan you just not gonna find that. Hey, now those things are nice but they don’t make up my check list (checklist coming if ya interested) of what I want and need in a helpmate; either way, NOW it’s not my focus. Even if temptation comes along they are just going to have to be able to wait, because I got SOMETHINGS I need to do for me, ya feel me?
I say that to say this (yea’ I took your phrase and what?) First things first, that’s where we’ve been getting it all wrong. We aren’t putting first things first. Yanno I have a few nice things and my life is pretty nice in comparison to some folk. I have a place to call home, food in the fridge, car with gas in it, clothes in my closet, family who loves me, and friends who adore me no matter how scatter-brained I can be. These things some people may envy. But don’t allow my shine to make you go blind! I feel like because if your (and I’m speaking in generalities but really about sweetn’lo) ish isn’t together don’t put your lack of initiative on me. Don’t pout and whine and complain that you need someone to help you do this that and the third. Now mind you there are plently of things that we need help with. Most of the stuff that I have acquired didn’t come from just me alone, BIG G had lots to do with it along with those people he sent me on the way. I say that to say this (I did it again – hehehe) FAITH WITHOUT WORKS IS DEAD, peep the book of James its all there. How long will you sit on your duff, with your head under the sand, pouting because you were dealt a bad hand? As the title says; “waa waa waa” if you crying what the baby gone do…
Here’s a tissue for your issues…
Wipe them eyes and let’s crack them knuckles and get to work…
~Shai
“I gotta testify, come up in the spot looking extra fly – fo da day I die Imma touch the sky!” – Kanye West
1 comment:
What can I say? We have all been the organizers & hosts of our own pity parties. Sometimes it is easier to continue to whine about our problems than to actually do something about it. We do this NOT because we are lazy or want sympathy from anyone. . well. .at least most people don't. .but we do it because we don't see a way out. . a quick solution or even a solution at all. So what is one to do? First of all, stop sharing EVERYTHING w/ EVERYONE. I guarantee that will stop people from having an opinion about your life because they won't know jack to have an opinion on. Second - if you want to have a pity party with someone. .invite God. .I am sure he knows all of what is going on and doesn't mind if you talk to him about it. Regardless of whether you are having a pity party for one or hosting the biggest pity party affair of the century, understand and believe that regardless. .we are children of God and as such, we are blessed.
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