I'm in a store and get to the checkout counter and there's this young man. As soon as my eyes hit him, I saw...runway fashion all over him. So, I ask, "Where are you going to work when this store closes?" He replies, "I'm going back to the hospital." I hear him but I say, "You need to go to work at a major clothing department store." Sure, I gave him the name but since I can't promote one store (unless it's in a book), let your mind wonder. And his reply, "Someone just told me that." Isn't confirmation strange? There's nothing more creepier than someone who doesn't know you from a dust cloth, sees a passion in you that you're about to give up on. Or one, you know is in you, but not knowing the routes to go to get there is driving you. How many dreams are in the grave because of this very reason? Look, I'm telling you before Christmas so you can give yourself the best gift ever. The gift of faith! You have God's permission to just do it. Don't worry about failing, you not being educated in that lane, or people not helping you. I promise you, if you just have a little faith, God can literally show up in your situation and show all the way out. It took me four years, to get the courage to just write the book. And another two years, and over thirty denials to get the book published. Wow, but eighteen years later, and I'm floating books into the world like picking vegetables from my garden. I still don't have a lot of money (what I consider a lot :)). I still don't have a whole lot of people helping me, and I still don't know all there is to writing books. But here's what I do know...
Get on it. Give yourself something for Christmas and New Years besides a stale resolution that you already know you really aren't going to do. Give yourself a gift you'll never refund...FAITH! Happy Holidays, Danyelle Excerpt from Graced After The Pain is available here https://amzn.to/2IRar9l or on #KindleUnlimited.
It’s so exciting where Dean and I are in our marriage, but let me tell you, it has not always been this way. I constantly tell these younger women I keep running into who swear they ready for a husband, be careful what you pray for. And by all means, make sure you check all the ex-baggage by the dumpster before you say, “I do.” None of the good ole married folks I know told me this, and I went into this thing with a pretty dress, and a heart filled with past mess. And I thought I had it going on. I was bragging about my baby and darn near driving him insane with my jealousy. Let me rephrase that because jealousy is not mine anymore. I finally got past what the old doggish dude did to me, so I can fully enjoy what God gave to me. Now, don’t judge me. Because what I know is: so many women going through phones, checking briefcases, rummaging through car trunks and wallets, because you refuse to allow what happened in the past relationship to happen again to you in this new situation. I feel you, sistah. And I of all people understand. But it’s too much energy to be wasting. And I don’t want you to look around and be in the same situation I was in. You know they say, “Bought sense is the best sense,” but that’s a lie from the pits of hell. Guided sense is better all day. Because if you can guide me around the pit, that’s what I want. I don’t want to have to fall in to realize that’s not where I want to be. Tell me, so I can get my ish together. So before I tell you all the good stuff happening to me after the pain, I need you to get this guided sense from me showing you the power of pain. Pain can literally rock your world. Pain can make you check out of reality. Pain can cause you to embrace negative energy as your normal. Pain can also make you isolate yourself and in turn lose your new boo. But only if you let it and I didn’t know any better, I let it. The comeback was real, but it was hard. Don’t let anybody tell you that mending a broken marriage is easy. It ain’t. But it is doable. Take a look… Graced After The Pain. Available here https://amzn.to/2IRar9l or on #KindleUnlimited. "Tis the season, to be jolly, but how can I be when I have nobody."
Some of you knew off top that I was quoting the famous song, "What Do The Lonely Do At Christmas?" This song by the Emotions, released by Stax Records in 1973, has become the single's anthem at Christmas. The writers added, "Joy to the world, but it's gonna be sad for me." And if you've ever thought that music doesn't move your emotions, you are sadly mistaken. Music is a vibrant part of our lives. Even the Lord desires to be praised with music. So, if music moves God, it surely will move you and me. With that said, imagine if every single woman in the world embraced being lonely for Christmas. The devil would have a field day. For forty-seven-years, we have song cheerfully that if we are without a love for Christmas, we lonely. Well, the devil is a liar. We are never alone. The Bible specifically says, "The single woman cares for the things of the Lord. How we may please Him." So facts are...if you are busy caring for God's business, you don't have time to entertain emotional foolery. Look at what my character Daiya says about this very subject. Excerpt from Something Different For Christmas. Read an excerpt and grab your copy today. https://geni.us/somethingdifferent Or read FREE in #KindleUnlimited. Maybe God will eventually answer my prayers, but until He does, I’m going to enjoy traveling to the places I can afford and changing what I can change. And furthermore, I’m sick and tired of singing the song What Do The Lonely Do For Christmas? Every year I’m singing the music, and I’ve never taken the time to answer the question. So here it is, the lonely put on their cute clothes, go to the family gathering, look at all their married cousins who cheat, and they thank the Lord it’s not them. So for all the folks who think they have themselves something, and looking down their noses at the lonely, be careful. Laughing could be detrimental to your relationship. Each year, I deal with being single, and I binge out on books and Hallmark movies. And although I’ll be in New York, I think I’ll add in a few Lifetime movies. These stations are competing against one another by showing more women of color who look like me. Believe me, I still have hope. I will not lose my hope. God will one day send me a man who loves me unconditionally. What I’m not going to do, is jump in pot with boiling water hot enough to scold me. I’m not getting burnt by a man who only wants a good time and runs around town pretending to be Santa Claus. He’s checking his list, doing it twice, trying to find a girl who’ll be naughty for one night. Not me. I still have hope. I’m willing to be Santa’s Baby if he’s willing to show me there are still some good men in the world who are searching and praying as hard as me for love. Think of it as Santa meets Cinderella. I don’t have the step-parent mess. I come with a pair of loving parents who love God and the church, a best friend who cusses like a sailor, and a job requiring me to share knowledge, devotion, and love wrapped in concern. If he can handle my baggage, then I can take anything he brings to the table. Daiya, get out your head. You still need a bad outfit. Happy Holidays, Danyelle If you'd like to read this awesome book, please grab a copy HERE! |
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