Post from HCUMABH 6/28/14

ATTENTION: If you have a friend or loved one who suffers from a mental illness, make it your business to implement a plan of action for the time when you notice that they’re in a stupor.

Which means you need to dedicate time now to figuring them out through and through, and Plleeeaaaasssseeee don’t have the attitude(s) “That’s their problem, they better deal with it, and stop being weak.” Or “Bless their lil heart, I’ll be Praying for em.” Or here’s a good one… “I’m not feeding into them, they just want attention.” Duhhhhh, that’s exactly what WE long for and NEED.

Trust me, the illness is real, and NOT something that should be taken lightly, and this goes for both parties (the ill and the should be help mate). Especially when thoughts of suicide have EVER come in to play, if not treated correctly, the attempt will eventually turn into a well thought out success, and that’s going to be detrimental TRUST me.

For me, at this moment, my mind is clear, and I’m realizing that my situation can be used to help others, just by conducting prominent research and collectively keeping this page updated with cases of people who struggled for years, without getting proper love, attention, medication and guidance, and ultimately ended their lives… SMH.

You are OUR brothers/sisters keeper, and those who can’t help themselves needs you… be there for them.

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion

Post from HCUMABH 6/9/14

GE HCYMABH MEMBERS,

No doubt, I’m ok with allowing God to mend my broken heart, because I know He’ll be genuine in His acts towards me, Neeeeeevvvveeerr wavering in kindness and support and the sadness some people make me feel at times wouldn’t EVER occur with Him. However, what gets me angry, upset and confused is the fact that I’m not able to treat the hurtful people the way they treat me… The flesh side of me wants to be like Rick Ross (God forgives but I don’t) but I’m too afraid of God’s wrath.

He helped me realize FFFFIIIIIRRRSSSSTTTT that I shouldn’t retaliate against the people, because it’s NOT actually them who’s treating me unkind, but rather the adversary is working through them, in an effort to keep me sidetracked from ALL the things I’ve been called to do for Him… see the dumb devil knows it’s about to go down, and many, once again, will change their wicked ways, and come to Christ wholeheartedly, JUST by keeping in close proximity to me… Soooooo, he thinks by reaping havoc unnecessarily between us will complicate OUR relationship to the point that my witness will be of NO effect… NOT!!! Dumb is ya Lucifer 🙂

That just makes me PRAY harder, and the more I seek God on the issue, the faster chains are BROKEN, generational curses diminish, pain and heartache disappear, and family orientation is strengthened… dummy, you’re on notice, TODAY, I am a child of God and always will be, NO MORE falling by the wayside… I’m grounded and rooted… And everything God has for me and mine shall come to pass!!!

How can I mend my broken heart… easy, through continual Prayer and supplication… you have no place here… therefore, return to the pits of hell, WHERE you belong… while Weeeeeeeee move forward in total Salvation… (((TOODLES)))

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion

Permeate me √√√√√√√

Daddy, I continually surrender my ALL to You and Your Work. I want You to live in and through me, to the point where my words, actions, ways, responses and thoughts surprise me.

True, we have free will! But, I relinquish ALL to You. I keep messing up being myself, following after the lusts and desires of this crazy and chaotic world, and always letting this filthy flesh win. I’m completely sick of it. My primary reason for breathing is to please You in EVERY aspect of my life.

Yes, we have every right to repent, and You do forgive instantly, and that’s MUCH appreciated. But, I just wanna be transformed and renewed to the point where my mess-ups are minimal to none at all!!! You’re sooooooo wonderful to me, BETTER to me than I am even to myself. So, I wanna express my gratitude by being a Good and Faithful servant… I too wanna hear the words “Well done!!!”

Just like Paul said… The things I’m supposed to do I don’t do. But, ALL the things I shouldn’t do; I end up doing ggggrrrrrrhhhhhh 😦 😦 😦 I’m tired of playing tag with the adversary… NOOOOOOO MORE!!!

Father, I’m totally and completely sold out for You… Have Your way in my life, and use me till You use me up!!! Help me to be humble, meek, compassionate, loving, caring and considerate to ALL, even if they’ve hurt me. And it takes dying to my flesh to be able to look past the hurt that others have intentionally caused me, and still love them just as Christ loves the Church… That’s why I beg of You to purge me with hyssop and wash me white as snow.

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion

Post from HCUMABH 9/1/12

At one point, I would spend countless hours analyzing myself, trying to figure out what was wrong internally, that caused constant problems in my relationships.

I will admitt, I like all others have flaws, and I can tend to be a bit dominate at times. But, to repeatedly meet with disappointment is ridiculous, and I haven’t a clue what the issue is.

While reflecting on myself, I considered my physique to be the primary culprit. So, I got my weight in tact, and happiness re-kindled. But, before long he was gone again. Then, I assumed it had to be my overbearing demeanor. So, I took on the back-seat occupant role of the relationship for a while, and I let my mate drive us for some eight miserable months; to no avail. Let me tell you, that obnoxious ordeal was short lived, and I eventually found myself by myself, and really contemplating suicide.

After a while, I began asking God if He ultimately wanted me alone, because He had other plans for my life. But, I can’t see that being the predicament, because He made woman from and for man… Which indicates that there IS somebody out here for me. I’m just missing the mark somehow.

To sum it all up, I’m not living in this realm of confusion by my lonesome, and I’m asking for input, so that we, who are hurt, can come out of our emotional bondage, and find TRUE happiness. Don’t be shy, we can all benefit from each others testimonies.

#TEAMHOWTOMENDMYBROKENHEART

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion

Cry me a river (((((TEARS)))))

I hate moments like this, when I see my baby trying sooooooo hard to win a contest, in pursuit of his dream. I just wish I had the magic wand, so I could zap him into the place of success that he desires.

As mothers, we always wanna kiss our baby’s ouchies, encourage them when they’re down, nourish them back to health when they’re under the weather… But, this endeavor right here is beyond my reach, and it crushes me.

He’s my ONLY boy, and has Neeeeeevvvveeerr given me any trouble… In fact, he lifted the weight off me, as a single struggling Mom, rather early, by 14 years old he was totally providing for himself, and has kept the same momentum up to this very day.

Generally, anything he sets out to accomplish he drops jaws in amazement. But, this industry that he’s embarking upon ain’t very friendly and easy to tap into. There’s something we just ain’t doing quite so right or shall I say what we were doing… As of today, I give it ALL over to Christ, and watch Him direct our paths.

I was reluctant all these years because my son’s music choice falls within the lines of secular entertainment, and I didn’t feel apt to Pray on his behalf because of it. Then I realized, God loves and knows us ALL!!! The skills, talents and gifts my son possesses came from Him. Of course, I believe things would move much quicker if he were glorifying God with his music. Nonetheless, it’s my child, and I’m determined to Pray his strength, believe in and support him.

God knows better than me 🙂

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion

My journey

In 1993 I first learned of God in a way that would truly be beneficial to me, opposed to what I was accustomed to as a child, at my Grandma Toads’ house, having the missionaries come over every Sunday morning, to teach the household how to live right.

Then, I was way too young for any of the teachings to take root, and change my sinful ways. All I did was watch the clock, waiting for the lady to leave, so I could get to play outside. Although the atmosphere was always structured, and the lessons placed before me contained pertinent tips that could have saved me from most of the heartache I endured after becoming an adolescent, I never forced myself to listen, thus reaping havoc in every arena of my life thereafter.

Today, I’m determined to get it right, and seek Gods’ face like never before. I know firsthand that He’s a keeper, and He rewards anyone who diligently pursues Him. I can bear witness to Him being GREAT, because I had a chance, for a couple of years to have Him working closely with me, once I surrendered my all to Him, and asked Him to lead, guide and direct me. However, I took the wheel again, and it wasn’t until a couple of months ago that I realized I absolutely need Him at the forefront of my life or I’ll either end up in hell or a jail cell, and neither of them are an option for me. I have eleven (11) wonderful grandbabies that not only depend on their parents for moral support, and look for a positive role model. But, also they definitely expect me, the overseer of the entire clan, to have myself in order, so they’ll know how to conduct themselves.

Back in the day, I use to attend these cell groups, that were so helpful and conducive for me but I can’t find them in existence any more… SMH!!! They were a plus, because each new comer was teamed up with a seasoned member, and the two would schedule Prayer allotments and we would also meet for mid-week Bible studies at one or the other’s home, and that getting together like that always carried me over until Sunday morning worship service. Thinking about those days makes me laugh, because my children would be so angry, because I was so thirsty for Christ that we basically lived in church. Twice on Sundays (AM & PM) services, choir rehearsal on Tuesdays, Bible Study on Wednesday, and the cell groups took place every other Friday… I miss that… It sure did me some good. But, I unfortunately allowed my flesh to take over, and I backslid. Nonetheless, I’m happy to know I serve a God that shows forth Grace and Mercy to every one of us. He knows we can’t keep ourselves, and our flesh craves after the ungodly things of the world… But, it’s our responsibility to remain GROUNDED and ROOTED in the Word, so that we’ll have the power to fight against temptations as they rise.

Tonight, I take the initiative to reconstruct the old workable cell groups again. So, if there’s any God fearing women, who feel just like me… You have a desire to do right, but you need that extra push, let’s team up together and PUSH each other into Heaven’s gates. It’s important that we Pray without ceasing and read God’s Word, and we can make it happen as long as we have FAITH the size of a mustard seed… I’m waiting, inbox me please 🙂

BnfEnT (CEO Son Son – DMV)

by shootahdcpassion