Time…

Time… We all think we don’t have enough time to get all of our tasks done. We all have thought….Oh, I will just call or visit my family/friends tomorrow…I don’t have time to hold open a door for that elderly person, I have to get in here and out so I can hurry home, get supper and laundry done before my “show” comes on…or I don’t have time to set aside a few minutes in the morning or night to PRAY and THANK the Almighty One who gave me my next breath. Thats right….. your next breath. He gives you your next inhale and exhale of oxygen. We are not promised the next second of our life. In an instant, He can decide if it is your time to be taken from this earth. Come now, you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit, whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow, for what is life? It is even a VAPOR that appears for a little time and then vanishes away. Instead you ought to say, “If the Lords will, we shall live and do this or that.”                                 James 4:13-15 Man is like a breath; His days are like a passing shadow. Psalm 144:4 He […]

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HIS TIMING

I will never forget where I was when I decided I wanted to become a Beautician. I was watching my mom get her hair washed at the beauty shop where my cousin L worked. It was a cute place on the square of my home town. I looked at them and said “I am going to work with you someday!” Guess what…. I did! After months of trying to persuade my parents that I truly wanted to go to hair school instead of going to college, I ended up having to give college a “TRY”….. Well, I tried it… for two weeks! Haha!! The whole two weeks was misery because I knew where my heart was! I cried the whole two weeks and finally my parents decided to let me go on to beauty school. I am thankful I tried college (even if only for two weeks) just so I don’t have any “What IFs”…. As a child, all my barbies had their hair brushed, braided, in pig tails, and you guessed it…. CUT!!! My hair was always in pig tails, which my Daddy would grab like handlebars and say “budd-en budd-en”(like the sound of a motorcycle)… I loved getting my hair done in different styles. A lot of nights, my Momma would roll my hair in rags. I would sleep in it and the next day I became “Shirley Temple”…. After finishing hair school, I soon realized that SOMEDAY….(LORD […]

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