An individual’s pain cannot be easily known by others.


Ones pain is not easily know by another.

You see someone can be in pain riding the bus, driving their car or ringing up your items at the store you’ve just shopped at.

Please be mindful of this with the people you interact with.

For the past 3 or four days I’ve been experiencing this pain. Pain in my chest. It came to mind that the night before I quickly rushed and ate a salad standing up in a restroom. Think that’s gross? Maybe you do think it’s gross. That was a salad that we (the workers on the line) call a mistake. I ate the salad and then asked if it was okay to eat ‘mistakes.’ It was funny that when I asked the manager his response was something like, “of course it’s okay to make mistakes, we all make them…” Anyway, this is something I pray I won’t ever do again. Stand up and eat, especially in a restroom/bathroom. This adds on to the many things I am changing about me.

So, standing up and eating fast, would that not result in gas for some? This is what I thought it was. This is what I still think it is. Gas pain.

I was told by those older than myself that gas pains can show up anywhere in the body, not just the belly. In the past I have experienced gas pain in my belly. However this is the second time now that I am experiencing it in my chest.

Do you know the human body?

I give thanks and praise to God almighty, creator of all things as well as the human body. He knows what is going on within my body. He is the Healer of all diseases. I give Him praise and glory for all that He can do. He alone is God and none other. He is worthy of the praise. He is worth the sacrifice. He is mighty, He is just, He is the LORD my healer, He is the LORD my help. Hallelujah, amen.

Wondering & Figuring Out

In reading John 4, it occurred to me that the nobleman spoken of believed the words Jesus spoke without thought or question.

In other words he believed immediately that his son was healed after Jesus spoke the words, “Go your way, your son lives.”

With the mixed culture of Jamaican/American it would be thought or at least I thought Jesus was running him away. Which would be okay since what the man sought was taken care of. His son was healed. Thus he had no more need to remain where Jesus was. What was necessary was for him to see that his son is indeed well as Jesus had said.


So I pray that I would believe immediately and not think about it or try to figure a solution to my issue or circumstance, but instead believe immediately as this man did. All of God’s Word is true, it is, ‘yes and amen.’ in Jesus’ name, amen.

GLORY to God


Word For The Morning

“The Lord is our HEALER! Pt.4
Luke 13:11-13, 16
11 And, behold, there was a woman who had a SPIRIT OF INFIRMITY EIGHTEEN YEARS, and was bowed together, and could in no way lift herself up.
12 And when Jesus saw her, he called her to him, and said unto her, Woman, you are loosed from your infirmity.
13 And he laid his hands on her: and immediately she was made straight, and glorified God.
16 And ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan has bound, lo, these eighteen years, be loosed from this bond on the sabbath day?
+Notice that Satan used a spirit of infirmity to bind this woman for 18 years.
+No one has to be bound by anything of the devil, it that person DOES NOT want to be bound.
John 8:36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, you shall be free indeed.
+Trust in the Lord and be set free from all sickness, disease and oppression of the devil in the ALMIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST! Amen!
•Continue to let the WORD of God be the standard for your life. Always LOVING others like Christ Jesus Loves us while keeping our Faith, Trust and Confidence in Him.
•BLESSED you are and BLESSED you will always be and to God be all the GLORY. Amen!”

Telling My Story: Part 1

Mother’s Day is what I’ll start with because it is the most recent.

I’m in my 20’s and I am the first daughter born to my mother. My mom and I do not have the type of mother – daughter relationship that many would expect a mother- daughter to have. I grew up with my mom (and dad) and also lived with her (and dad) for most of my life.

A very good memory I have from living where’s my mom as a child is remembering her feeding me cereal and milk before she rushed me gently to the small yellow school bus that waited outside the house.

In my preteen, teen and you’d adult years there aren’t many more memories that shows her care and patience as that one. 

Growing up, my parents fought often, but not as much as they have in the last years that they lived together. Looking back now, I see that their  arguing only increased. At this point they no longer live together and they are going through a divorce that is now taking almost 4 years to be final.

It is almost a year since I moved out of the house I grew up in I no longer live with my mother.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day as many of us know in the United States (which isn’t completely united because of tension between police and citizens, but that’s another topic). For the first time I brought my mom out to eat for Mother’s Day. It would not have been possible she did not agree to go. We almost didn’t go because she thought about how crowded it may be in the restaurants. But she changed her mind and off we went: my mom, sister and I.

Over time I’ve noticed the similarities between my mother and I, both physical and personality wise. Before I moved out of the house I even saw a picture of her that looks strikingly like me, with only slight differences.

One of the reasons I thank God that I was able to live with my mother is so that I can know my family history-  even if in bits and pieces.

I have had times where I didn’t like the way I looked (shape, hair, and size) or the way I dressed. At this time I no longer feel the way I used to, I accept myself more and I love my hair and I am accepting my shape.

Yesterday, it may be true or not but during the last set of pictures that we took, I could almost see and sense that my mom wanted to correct something or make a complaint about the pose. She was very nice yesterday, so it could be me remembering how it was living with her.

But because I noticed that we resemble this morning I wondered; could it be that she doesn’t accept or approve of me because she didn’t approve of herself as a teen or young adult and she sees a reflection of her young self in me?
Yesterday I even noticed for the first time we have the same bottom! Lol. In our culture having a big or nice size bottom as a woman is a big thing, even having hips or a big chest.

God I thank you in advance for complete healing and being covered with Your awesome love. May my testimony help someone out there going through the same situations. May you be glorified, thank You for the revelations You are giving me and opening my eyes to things I never noticed before. In Jesus’ name, Amen.