My frustrations gave cause for more help, than what human contact could provide. So I prayed. I read my Bible….and although publicly venting, is ideal for the reader, the venter has momentary relief, and then when we are alone, we are right back in the trenches of darkness, that eventually leads to another session of venting to no end. Total healing does not come through putting it all out there, though…before the right eyes, it’s respected. However, it is merely a bandage over soul and heart issues. Many of us know that Jesus heals, but how? Healing is a process. Once our hearts feel better again, our minds need renewing. Every thought that was shaped from negative encounters has to be destroyed.

(Romans 12:12) “And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.”

We need to read the Bible for direction. I am starting to wonder if some people believe that they would not have a thing to write about, if their hearts were completely free. Misery loves company, in many ways.

Even though this will not happen…I would rather lose ideas, than to ineffectively and negatively work with a broken heart. ๐Ÿ’”

Momma is TIRED!!!๐Ÿ˜น

Many Mothers around the world can relate. She got up and attacked the Dad, like: 

If you don’t get up and help with these kids…!!!”


Music for the soul! Enjoy!

“ยกEs necessario, que yo te busque a diario…Por lo del calvario, por eso te llamo y te sigo!” ๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ 

This song gets played at least 4 times a day!๐Ÿ˜

ยกWelcome to the circus!

Hiding in the bathroom at my sisters house, and on the other side of the door all I hear are screams from children. My older nieces trying to baracade the room they’re playing in, to prevent the younger ones from getting in……and the younger ones banning together, to knock down the wall. My Mama is yelling on the outside of the door: 

“Raven! Are you pooping!”๐Ÿ˜‘

Me: escaping any form of responsibility and help…. that I know these chicks need๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜˜ and sitting on the ledge of the tub, making a wish list on (Amazon.com) All I need is a coffee. โ˜•


We are not called to be in close, personal quarters, with everyone. As a Christian woman, it has been vital to understand the meaning of: [๐Ÿ’•LOVE๐Ÿ’•], while at the same time guarding my heart, dignity and virtue……especially when it comes to men. They are more easily swayed, but women are quick to run and mend wounds (that aren’t for us to mend). If you give them your peace, so that they can attain their own, they will take it….but….they may not always take YOU, with it. They will divide your rubies among those in their home, even among their harlots….(pretending that what they took from you, is their own), and leave you desolate…..nothing more than a shell.

For this reason I believe, that we (women) need to let men be true men. In other words…..let them learn from their own mistakes. Only leaving for them, messages of hope and prayers beneathe the rocks…along their straight and narrow path.

If their heart is in the right direction, they will find [Yeshuah]. If not….then you were spared from their destruction.

 Never pour out and empty of yourself, the investment that God placed in you, lest you become spiritually, BANKRUPT. 

โ˜”โ˜Rain…Rain…Come and Play!โ˜”โ˜

We enjoyed the rain today. My son was moved with compassion for these hungry “patos”…..that don’t give 2 cents if you hunk your horn at them, to GET OUTTA THE WAY!!!๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ก. We went back into our home, grabbed some bread๐Ÿž, and he made 3 new friends. They ate, begged for more, and then bathed in rain water.

That good simple life๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™