Dear Secret Keeper,
Thank you. Right now, I’m listening to artist Lauryn Hill
album, The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill where the song Zion is playing right now…
It’s so dope. I was reminded from a movie I’d watched years ago ‘Disappearing
Acts’ where Zora compared herself to Lauryn Hill getting pregnant at a late age,
in the height of her career, ensuring her producer she would be ok. I’ve heard
this song before, but now I understand that this is her song to her unborn
child. What a beautiful song it is.
Listening to this song and even thinking back to a girl at
camp the other night, awing over her 1 year old son is very warming to my heart...
I read a post somewhere, you can tell the character of a woman by the way she
treats her children; I’d dare to add, people in general. The way a woman treats
her children & others are a direct reflection of how she sees herself…
I remember when I found out I was pregnant with Jordan. At
the young age of 16, I remember the feeling I felt staring at that cheap stick…
my thoughts were still and quiet. Although a bomb shell had been dropped on my
awareness, I wasn’t a bit scared of becoming a mother… probably because I wasn’t
aware of the magnitude of the shift that would soon take place in my body and
life... I was more nervous of telling my parents.
After everything was brought to light, there was a huge relief
and slight joy in my heart… I was relieved that the secret was out & that I
would be able to keep my baby after talk of abortion. Now, I couldn’t even
imagine her not being here. Then there was this strange bit of joy that filled
my heart… Soon, I would be a mommy… wow… the thought of not being a good mother
or any doubts never crossed my mind… Even then you were showing me a glimpse of
your presence in my life…
I was never the person who wanted children… neither did I
want to actually share my space let alone my life with a guy… lol, I’ve always
thought guys were so gross & were only to be around for just so long… (I
grew up with two brothers) I remember when Jordan’s dad told me once we
finished school we were going to get married and he wanted me to have his
children… I laughed aloud … then shortly afterwards became quiet after sensing
the sincerity in his voice. Although I never responded to him, in my heart, I
pondered my life as a wife and a mother… I’d truly never thought that far. At
that time, the only thing on my mind was living one day to the next. I never
truly had any real life goals, aside from moving to Atlanta, GA when I
graduated and going to Clark Atlanta University to become a Pediatrician. That
was my only vision… that was my only goal in mind. I didn’t know how I would
get there, but I was determined to go.
Things changed and so did I. My dreams were placed on the
backburner, now that I had other priorities truly more important. This morning,
was like an awakening… I thought about my frustrations. I thought about myself
living in a constant state of trying to catch up and just get it right.
Somewhere, I knew in my being that I’d given up when I never had to. I made
excuse after excuse, when all I needed was a little bit of guidance, determination
& most of all faith to take that major leap and do it afraid. Taking myself
and my daughter to a foreign place to go after a dream I saw deep within me. I knew
I could do it but boy oh boy, fear stood in my way. I now see that no matter
what route I’ve taken, you were with me all the while.
I thought to myself how my dreams should’ve never been
placed on the backburner. Shifted for sure, but not placed on the backburner.
At that time, I was unaware there were many programs available for young women
in my situation. There are universities that offer family, housing and
childcare programs. Literally, no one is left behind and the benefits are
limitless. Someone knew the importance of 2nd chances, which is I’m
sure why these programs were created.
Then this…
The real reason why I began to write while listening to Zion…
I was truly moved. I saw a glimpse of surrendering. Lauryn’s words sung a
melody that touched my heart… I think my heart is changing… lol. I’ve had my
own desires for my life and I’ve never really “agreed” with your desire for me…
not for any other reason than that it didn’t look like mine. I wanted to go
right, yet you always had me going left. I would rest for just a minute from wrestling
with you, then I would get those reigns again going my own way… all in an attempt
to have things my way. My desires aren’t what you desire for me… in fact, I
cringe when I think of giving up my dreams for yours… I don’t even know where
you’re trying to guide me… yet, I think your grace is wearing on me. It feels
funny that my heart would actually change to desire something that doesn’t really
fit my picture. I don’t know what it is to desire anything else… even thinking
about it makes me uncomfortable… and it’s just me and you right now. I notice
that years ago, I got stuck & I’m still stuck… The only thing is, I’m
seeing the evidence of staying mentally stuck in a place where you have long desired
to bring me from. You’ve blessed me so much & I rejected it each time
because it wasn’t what I wanted… no matter how good it was. I think that’s
changing though
What do you do with children like me?
I heard a message last night that you were getting ready to give your children a second chance... I'm not sure what I'd do with a second chance but I wouldn't mind it... I just need your help this time maximizing this opportunity...
I love you ❤
How
beautiful if nothing more
Than
to wait at Zion's door
I've
never been in love like this before
Now
let me pray to keep you from
The
perils that will surely come
See
life for you my prince has just begun
And
I thank you for choosing me
To
come through unto life to be
A
beautiful reflection of his grace
For
I know that a gift so great
Is
only one god could create
And
I'm reminded every time I see your face
Thank you for reading. My prayer is that it touched you as it touched me! Please feel free to share this post or share an inspiring word! Remember you are the only you there is, so be good to YOU!
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