The Adversary Part 1

The Adversary part  I!!  You better recognize!

2 Corinthians 11:14 ESV

And no wonder, for even Satan disguises himself as an angel of light.

 

Adversary; all week this one word has entered my mind.  Not in an angry way – but in an evaluation kind of way.  I’m a writer, it tickles me to say that, and I love words.  I don’t love them enough to beat my friend Cassandra at Words with Friends.  But I love them in the way that a jeweler loves to study a diamond.  No matter the size of the diamond the jeweler appreciates the unique nature of each precious stone. 

Adversary – My initial Senetra created definition is – Anything that is hating on the You that you have been called to be.  I will however, clean it up though per Webster, the definer of all words with their definition of  Adversary which is “One who is turned against another or others with a design to oppose or resist them; a member of an opposing or hostile party; an opponent; an antagonist; an enemy; a foe.”

 I was listening to a really great book (I’m an audio book lover so I listen to most of my books).  The book is titled “The boy who came back from Heaven….a true story” by Kevin & Alex Malarkey.  The book is about a family who is put to the test when Kevin has a near fatal car accident involving him and six year old son, Alex.   His son lies between here and there in a comma.  Even while Mr. Malarkey prayed for healing faith and strength, he commented that “The Adversary” in his mind questioned why he was praying because the accident was his fault.  That he had destroyed his family, that his wife and the injured child would hate him forever.  What a heavy curtain to have to get past to get to God.

Have you ever seen the movie with Denzel Washington “Fallen” – Well I have not because I’m a scared cat and I don’t do scary movies.  Fortunately however, I have good friends who have the gift of telling the entire movie from beginning to end including vividly describing any and all cliff hangers.  This might be annoying to some and it’s annoying to me sometimes too but at the end of the day I look at it as a saving opportunity – Because I sure won’t spend the money to see it now You’ve told me the Whole THING!!

Fallen is about a demon Azzael who has the ability to jump from body to body by touch and possess people and make them do evil.  Denzel plays a police officer who is trying to trap the “Fallen” demon and destroy him.    Scary yes, but we will use my fear as an educational opportunity.  

Clearly, this demon was the true adversary, but this movie illustrated how clearly the adversary can use anyone to bring about confusion, destruction, sadness, and/or doubt into a situation. 

The adversary can use your mother, your father, your friend, and even the person next to you on the metro bus to plant a small seed of doubt into your God plan.  But the easiest person to attack, to trick is YOU!   Without you or those people even knowing that the adversary is utilizing them to plant a small seed of doubt and fear.  Doubt and fear are powerful tools used by the adversary in an attempt to distract you in any way possible from moving forward with an exciting idea that God has given you.

Remember the Adversary is one Hell of an actor. 

Homework, get your knees dirty and start praying for a mind and a spirit that can recognize the voice of God and recognize the voice of the Adversary.

Pay attention to what you take in!

Philippians 4:8
Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable--if anything is excellent or praiseworthy--think about such things. 

Sick AND TIRED AND TIRED AND SICK!  And no it wasn’t the flu I was depressed.  I was experiencing sadness and loneliness and any other ness you can think of.  I hated my job and I felt strongly that my 40 years on earth had been an utter waste.  Fortunately I got tired of feeling this way  and with the little bit of faith and common sense I had left-I gathered the energy to stand and say that I was tired of being depressed and sad – yes even optimist have their down times.  In my desire to get back to being the “normal” me I knew and loved, my mind reminded me of a comment my friend Atiyah had made.  She said “Pay attention to what you take in!”  The thought came back to me as a small loud whisper.  When she made the comment she and I were talking about the shows and music our children watch and hear.  But aren’t I a daughter of the most high my mind shouted so what was I putting in to me!   

 My self assessment went a little like this.  I wake up tired, dreading my job and going to work.  I listen to “Strawberry letters” via Steve Harvey, which makes me ponder , how lonely I am but that clearly relationships are crazy so why even try.  A little Chuck Brown to get my blood flowing, but not enough to count as true cardio. Caught some of  the news to be current on what dramas t has occurred while I slept.  At work my day was full of complaining , gossip, annoyance, and prayer please to release me from this Hell.  Then there was more gossip covered under a blanket of concern.  You know, “How is (fill in the blank) oh she is doing XYZ but did you hear ABC, well I will pray for her.”  No music, no laughter, no joy.  When I came home all I could do was sit on the couch turn the TV on for background sound to my worrying thoughts of depression and sadness.  I really wondered if this was  it, is this the rest of my life-depression and worry.  I cringed at the thought.  I didn’t have a smile or a good word for anyone and that is not how I roll.  Deep down inside I knew my purpose – To be a blessing, - To be a light in a dark world.  (Homework and future blog start pondering your purpose)

So I decided to pay sincere attention about what I was taking in.  I changed my morning listening to praise music – and let me tell you there is a whole lot of praise music from country to reggae (my two favorites).  I decided to go to sleep with thoughts of praise in my mind and to wake up with praise in my heart.  I forced myself to not complain (OK Honest talk not to complain as much) about my circumstance and claim my faith and praise all over the day.  I decided to speak life and blessings into people’s lives and pray for all that I could.   I decided to use one of my gifts t as a route to glorify.  I even started reading devotions in the morning. 

And you know what – there was a wonderful shift.  The old bright shining Senetra came out of hiding from under depression and sadness.  Not only did the “normal” Senetra come shining through, but so did my “new normal.”  My new normal me called on my faith when I started worrying.  I began to praise in the middle of the storm instead of succumbing to anger, worry and rage.  And you know what putting in good allowed me to exude love, fellowship, wisdom and joy.  

So in the words of a wise woman “Pay attention to what you take in.”  Try it for at least one week, pay attention to the gossip you chew on, the negative thoughts you absorb in your spirit, the frustration and worry that has become so much of our everyday lives.  Then learn to fight those things choose to take in good.  The beauty of praise.  The joy of laughter.  The compassion in praying for someone instead of cursing or gossiping about them and I believed you will be amazed and in love with your new normal.  You are a blessing and will be a blessing.

 

Muscle Memory.. The athlete deep within me!

Muscle Memory…The athlete deep within me!

Pray without ceasing! 1Thesolonian 5:17

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l8sfYZ0-Dws

 

Muscle Memory is defined as your muscle’s ability after repetitive activity to retain the skill you’ve done with it and to repeat that skill without much thought. Many athletes use muscle memory, for example there bodies are trained to operate in a certain manner at the foul line. Or when it comes to hitting the ball. Without thought there bodies leap jump and bend, because they have repatively trained there bodies how to act in a certain situation. operate  under this pattern. The young man in the you tube video link above  trains his body for hours to dribble better than many kids at his own level. And his skills are likely better than some members of the Charlotte Bobcats, who are going their second season as being the leader in losses. If you follow basketball, are a fan and live in Charlotte, North Carolina you know exactly what I mean; but I digress.

So what if you’re not an athlete? What if you are just a regular person like me? Trust me you still have muscle memory. Right now I’m typing without looking and could probably close my eyes and take a nap as my God mind gives me the words to type and my fingers, which were trained in the now dead art of keyboarding, know where to go as the words come to my minds. If typing isn’t your thing, just think about how we all can operate our television remote controls without looking at the numbers. Why? Because you have done it from the couch so many times, your fingers seem to know the exact distance they need to move to get to ESPN or CNN. You, even in your most nonathletic couch sitting position, have been gifted with muscle memory!

So can muscle memory operate in other aspects of our life like let’s say spiritual memory? Well of course or I wouldn’t be writing this. Spiritual memory, as I myself now understand it, is having read, practiced, reviewed, and trained your spirit so that even when you are in the midst of a drama crazy life your spirit mind prays without ceasing. And I had that A-ha moment where I said “that’s what they mean by that!”

And so now challenge yourself to exercise your spiritual muscle. So that your first thought waking up is Glory Lord thank you for another day vs. Lawd not another day (in your woe is me voice). Without conscious thought as that car cuts you off on your way to work, and your muscle memory says yes use that finger to express your feelings. Instead after you say “GRRR” (because heaven knows a little growling may occur) train and allow your Spiritual memory to say God bless you and may you travel safe. It takes some training, some desire, some research, some understanding, some commitment, and some spiritual fighting, but once you get it - You can’t be stopped! Your spirituality will shift mountains. Doors will open up; healing will come forward, all because you’ve set your spiritual memory to operate even without your will. It just praises, and blesses, and thanks, and loves without our having to think about.

Remember to pray without ceasing!! I never thought it was possible, but when you work on your Spiritual Memory the results are eternal.

You Are Beautiful … (wait for it)!!!!!

Genesis 1: 27 - So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.

 I love my child and at six years old she is probably one of the funniest people I have ever been blessed to meet.

 Asali started talking when she was six months old, which, if you have ever met her, wouldn’t seem very surprising.  However I must confess that when I first heard her speak it was quite shocking.  Dorcas, her daycare provider, would tell me Asali could was speaking at this early age asking “who is that?” and “what is that?”.  Now I had never heard her say anything beyond Momma and Dada.  So, I would smile at Dorcas with a sure she can smirk because again she had not spoken to me beyond Mama and maybe Hi or Bye every now and again.  Well one day I was holding my little 6 or 7 month old in my arms, chilling like we did back then.  I sneezed and she said “bless you.” Needless to say I freaked out. Did this tiny baby just say bless you to me?  She has continued to perfect her speaking talant through her years from talking from sun up to sun down and has told me on many occasions she can't help talking so much, because it's one of her favorite things.

Well her antics have continued and one day when she was 3 years of age, my sweet daughter who was sitting on my lap turned around to face me. She put her cute little hands on my cheeks, looked into my eyes and said:

“Mommy, you are beautiful”… (Wait for it), “Just like me!”

I laughed so hard I had tears in my eyes and for the record I don’t know where she got that statement from, I sure enough had never said it and I’ve never heard anyone since say it accept for her. She brings it up every now and again.

People often complimented my daughter on being beautiful and they would go on to say that she was the spitting image of me or my “mini me”.  HMMM!  I never connected my looks with her looks.   In simplest terms I would never have looked in a mirror said “Wow! Senetra Yvonne you are beautiful.”  But my mini me is beautiful and folks are saying I look like her, wait she looks like me!

I tell you this story to say, aren’t we created in the image of God? The One who made the sky so beautiful, and ever changing, that sometimes it takes your breath away. The One who made the double rainbow and placed it perfectly so that I could see it after a long day at work. The stars, the rocks, the moon, the sand, and even the grass; there is beauty in the least of his creations. So we being his best creation, and the only thing in the Bible made in His image; we are nothing less than Beautiful, just like Him.

 So the freckles you cover may be perfectly placed to absorb light that shines out through your eyes.  Your left ear may be higher than your right, because that’s the one God speaks to you in.  No matter the imperfection;  You believe you see God and his purpose has created you in his image and you are purpose created and beautiful, just like him

Homework:  Tonight before you go to bed look at your beautiful reflection smile and know that you are looking at God’s finest creation.  And in the morning look in a mirror and declare to yourself “ I am Beautiful” and thank God for making you perfectly in his image.

 

 

 

My favorite FOUR Letter word! KIND...

 Four letter word KIND

Power in kindness, honor in kindness, glory in kindness - Dr. Luke's orders.

Luke 6:27-31 - Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone strikes you on one cheek, turn to him the other also. If someone takes your cloak, do not stop him from taking your tunic. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you.

Does anybody remember the site classmate.com? It came out before Facebook and all the other social networks and it connected people who you went to school with.

Well goodness knows how many years ago now it was when this site came out, but a lady whose name I can’t remember and let me tell you honestly I still don’t truly recall sent me one message.

It went something like this. "Thank you for being nice to me in high school. I never forgot you for this. You were always nice to me and it really meant a lot to me."

Wow! I wrote back thank you and that I hoped all was well for her. I wrote that because I didn’t have much else to say, because like I said I didn’t and still don’t remember who the heck she is – but she remembered me.

This isn’t a Senetra your so nice pat on the back moment. This is a note a memo of sorts to remind each of us how we can be a blessing just by being nice.

Kindness has become an odd four letter word. One that all though its appreciated is looked upon as weakness. I’ve actually had people say in a SMH negative fashion your just too nice. I’ve watched people LOL at unkind behavior – it’s all over the TV – it’s all over You-Tube acts of anger acts of rage and just meanness and its glorified. “Girl she told him” There behavior and attitude is used as entertainment and boosting ratings.

I can’t change the world. I’m not able to change the direction we are headed in.

But I can be kind. I can show mercy and when it is dark and cloudy and a nasty attitude just isn’t going to bring you light. I can smile at you and wish you a good day. I can hold the door for you. I can buy you a cup of coffee. I can let you cut in front of me even though I’m running late. I can compliment the beauty that someone else may have missed. I can give you a hug that someone forgot to give you. I can celebrate you being you, by supporting your cause. I can love on you through a text in the morning. I can remind you f God's love.

And maybe just maybe that kind act will change that person and they will pass it on to someone and maybe one day Honor will come back to the four letter word of Kind.

Choose to be kind to even the people who annoy the heck out of you! You never know how it will come back to you. Maybe in a kind word, maybe you will never know, how much your smile improved a dark time? There is strength in kindness, because there is love in it and love is the greatest gift.

How are you going to bring KindNess back?

Hold my mule! aka What are you shouting 'bout John?

Hold my mule!

Song by: Shirley Caesar

Lamentations 3:21-23 – “Great is thy faithfulness Lord!”

  ** Song about a man named John praising God in his field**

Old School Gospel sometimes it takes you there.

 Well for several months a few months ago I was feeling “Mighty low,” like Sophia in the Color Purple.  Sadness and depression became my new normal.  But the little ounce of light in me wouldn’t die out.  I knew this wasn’t where I was supposed to be and I had to get out of it.  So I asked people around me to pray for me and I still didn’t feel a shift.  I thought came to me to wake up listening to Gospel music, to start my day in praise.  To praise God in my circumstance.  Isn’t that what they say do?  I looked at my Pandora list and went straight old school save me Lawd – Georgia Mass Choir.

The music covered my house every room filled up all the dark places and started shining light.  While I was getting my coffee a song I use to love as a child came on.  “Hold my mule” by Shirley Caesar..  I was taken back to wonderful times of breakfast cooking in the kitchen and gospel playing in the background.  Then I came to my now and  I looked around my house and reflected as shouting John did.  I’m forty years old – My momma is still alive.  My brother’s and sister’s love me.  I’ve got a little girl who is a prayer warrior.  I’ve got a Toyota Echo that blows heat in the winter and cool air in the summer and keeps on ticking at 207,000.  And as I glanced at my full fridge knowing that I didn’t have to eat anything in there because I have the means  to go out and get whatever I wanted. I'm fully dressed with a wadrobe to spare.  It's the little things that add up and make a wonderful life.  All these glories outshined any darkness.  My life is alright, real good, right nice!

You may not shout in your church; you might not do the dance down the aisle, but inside your own house with Pandora blasting you are the soloist, you are the music director you are the dance leader spinning down the aisle with your arms raised – “I feel like praising praising Him!” 

In times of sadness, depression, anger, when you feel you just can’t go on.  What song does it for you?  What songs take you to His feet and reminds you that you are wonderfully made and great is his faithfulness? 

Here is mine http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sHpSM0PXuAE

What’s yours? 

All glory to God! Love - Nene
P.S. - Thank you Marlene, you are such a blessing to me.

It's always SOMETHING

“It’s always something!” (To pray about!)


 

Matthew 6:9-13

New International Version (NIV)

⁹ “This, then, is how you should pray:

“‘Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
¹⁰ your kingdom come,
your will be done,
    on earth as it is in heaven.
¹¹ Give us today our daily bread.
¹² And forgive us our debts,
    as we also have forgiven our debtors.
¹³ And lead us not into temptation,^[a]
    but deliver us from the evil one.^[b]

 

 

 

All of us have said this at least once.  Maybe when you’ve planned the perfect outdoor event the weather man has promised clear perfect skies.  The family and friends are gathered and there isn’t a cloud in the sky and suddenly your perfect event is ruined by the sudden argument of a past family feud.  Aunt so and whoever left me such and such.  And even though you had an image of a perfect day it is ruined because all though the background was good, the characters start acting a plum fool.  LOL wait a minute I might be putting to much business out there.

Ok here is a another scenario some of you might be able to relate to.  Not only does the car need repairs, but now the refrigerator is rattling., the washing machine has stopped spinning, and your child just brought home a permission slip for the “Best class trip EVER, MOMMY” and it will only cost $100.

Life’s demands can pile up on us out of anywhere and everywhere at times.  Sitting on our chest and making it hard to breath think and function.  And we cry out to our friends and whoever else will listen “It’s always something!”

Well I present you and yes me to with a challenge – Let’s change this negative affirmation of It’s always something into a powerful statement of success, which may even give each of us peace in the mist.  Let’s start shouting and believe “it’s always something…to pray about!”

As soon as life get’s heavy right when the third bill collector calls and you just satisfied the first two.  Right when you learn you have no vacation time left and the school calls you about your sick child.  Right when you just got a new battery and the heat and your car starts blowing cold.  Cry for one minute (we are only human) and then know Yes there is always something …to pray about.  And pray knowing that He will work out and your favor – God’s going to turn it around.  Even do the turn it around dance if you know it and need to.  No that your prayers change things that they move mountains.  Wipe your tears and laugh and know  that this always something is just one more moment to bring you closer to He that loves you will protect you and loves showing just how much he loves you and he cares!

Yes – It’s always something …TO PRAY ABOUT!