When was the last time you were still long enough to hear God’s voice?
Facebook Memory: May 14, 2022
STOP Listen What do you hear?
Sometimes I find myself moving a mile a minute – busy with this, thinking about that, trying to figure things out on my own. Then, after I’m good and frustrated, I hear, “STOP. Listen.” Ha! That’s when I hear God’s voice.
Finally winding down for the night, and the song, “Ain’t No Need To Worry,” by The Winans featuring Anita Baker just came to mind. It’s the perfectsong to end the day with.
The song says—
Ain’t no need in worrying what the night is gonna bring, it’ll be all over in the morning.
In the morning, the morning, it’ll be all over in the morning.
Listen, whatever it is give it to God. Tomorrow will be a brand new day with new blessings. Now, trust God and get some rest.♥️
If more kindness, love, light, peace, humility, compassion, empathy, hope and so forth is what I seek, I must be intentional about putting it into the atmosphere. I have to do more to make sure it is seen and shared, whether I am the one creating the content or sharing someone else’s. I know I won’t always get it right. However, I am willing to try. I refuse to believe there are more bad things happening in the world than good. The good just are not being highlighted enough.
Here is a quote from another fav of mine, President Barack Obama.
Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we’ve been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.
President Barack Obama
I have to be intentional about promoting the change I am seeking.
I promise this is the last post for today. My daughter is headed back home, my son is at work, and I am left alone deep in thought. I have absolutely no idea what is going on this year, especially during my Jubilee year, but it’s a lot. Confusion, chaos, hatred, you name it. Much more negative energy in the atmosphere than positive. I see it. I feel it. As much as I would love the kumbaya moments to happen and last, they seem far and few in between.
This past year I have witnessed people do things out of pure spite just to be noticed. No one thinks about the consequences of their actions. They can care less who they harm. It’s all about Me, Me, Me, and trending. And most of the time the true victims aren’t the people they intend to hurt but those connected to them. Y’all, people will literally sell their souls and relationships just for momentary satisfaction. Then when the feeling and fame wears off they search for more ways to become relevant, even if it does more harm. What is this world coming to?
I guess this means I need to do more to spread light and love. I know people are better than this. I think it’s time I become more intentional about finding like minded people who would rather build bridges than tear them down. People who, when hurt or angered, do not lash out, but instead extend kindness, mercy, and grace. Y’all, love must win!
My heart is breaking for humanity right now. I have to remain hopeful that things will get better soon.🙏🏽♥️
God always gives us a glimpse of what destiny spaces may look like—the people, the places, the mindsets, the atmosphere. Sometimes He even allows a test run just to see if it is something we are sure we want, or to get a feel of the environment. As I wrote yesterday, it’s our “yes” that actually sets things in motion.
I am 12 days shy of entering the final month of my Jubilee year. Thanking God for the test run. So grateful He didn’t let me give up. So grateful He kept pushing me forward. I’m blessed.♥️ ~Shaun
Facebook Memories: May 12, 2022
Can you see it? Can you feel it? Are you already living it even though you’re nowhere near it?
You can believe until you’re blue in the face. If you can’t see it, you’ll never have it. Just sharing God’s message to me. Thought you could use it too.🤷🏽♀️
This year and every year hereafter you will be celebrated. Thank you for giving me life. Thank you for your countless sacrifices. Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for your love. You will forever be loved and missed.♥️🌸♥️
When you tell God “Yes,” be prepared for whatever comes.
In case you didn’t know, it was your “Yes” that set everything in motion. It was your “Yes” that ignited it all. It was your “Yes” that had you believe all things were possible. Now, it’s your “Yes” that will allow you to experience God’s glory.
Bet you didn’t know your “Yes” was so powerful. Smile♥️
Several weeks ago, I shared a Facebook memory with excerpts from my journal entry from 1998 along with a few pictures of Michael Jordan memorabilia that I had collected during that era. I had originally shared them on Facebook while watching Michael Jordan’s documentary, “The Last Dance,” which aired in April and May of 2020. In that post, “The Last Dance,” I said that I would share the newspaper articles if I came across them in my Facebook memories. Well, here they are, along with a Space Jam coin I had found.
Side Note: If you didn’t watch the 10 episode documentary, you missed out. It was phenomenal! Took me all the way back to the 90s. Smiling
The Space Jam coin that came with the VHS tape.The 1997 NBA Finals The 1998 NBA Finals a.k.a. The Last Dance
How about I had forgotten the Chicago Bulls beat the Utah Jazz in the 1997 and 1998 finals. Fun times! Loved the game. I should look and see if I wrote anything about the 1997 finals. During that time, I would have been preparing to move from Florida to Turkey so I may not have written much. Going to check before I share this post.
Well, that was my love for basketball in the 90s. Sadly, I can’t even recall the last time I watched a NBA game since then. However, over the past few years, I have watched a few BIG3 games. I love the fact that some of the players from the 90s are now coaches or have come back to play with the BIG3. My favorite team is the Triplets coached by Lisa Leslie. Y’all, she’s so awesome!
I did write about the 1997 Finals. Here’s some of what I found.
Shaun’s Journal Entries: June 13 & 14, 1997 (excuse my penmanship—when I write, I write with passion😅)
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