The Grieving Heart

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted, the chaos of life took over and as I sit here pondering deep emotions, processing the ability to think, speak, sit in silence, I wonder what is our purpose in life.

To me purpose means a calling, an effort to reach the next generation. A calling and passion God has placed upon your life. For me my calling is to serve others, to teach, to love big, to encourage, to uplift, to motivate, and to be brutally honest.

Tonight, my heart grieves for loss. For broken pieces I cannot fix. For unspoken words, for emptiness, for watery eyes, for financial stress, for poor decisions, for heavy hearts. My heart grieves with you.

You might think this is the last straw or you don’t have the strength to face the next giant, or the flood, or maybe even the next word spoken to you.

I promise you, life is hard; it’s not easy 24/7. However, Jesus is with you always. Even in your darkest hour he’s there.

I often think of the story of Peter walking on the water. In the beginning Jesus called to him and he was focused on him, but when Peter took his eyes of Jesus he began to sink.

How often do we try and do everything on our own. We try and carry everything ourselves. We tell people we are okay, when deep down we are emotionally burned inside. We are boiling and waiting for the water to boil over. This is because we are trying to do everything ourselves.

Jesus wants us too trust him! He wants us to keep our eyes focused on things above. We cannot change the past, we can only focus on the present. Sometimes that’s one second at a time. Your worth and your value are important. Surround yourself with people who build you up; not tear you down.

Trust the process and know even in the chaos, God is working everything out for your good.

You are loved! You are Valued! And the world needs you!

Blessings,

Doc J

Visionary: Be a Dreamer

After not writing for years, I reopened my Blog, to share thoughts, encourage others, and to be who I’m created to be. Often I’m at a loss for words, my mind wonders, the pain I’ve endured over the last few months of losing two students has radically messed with my ability to process life, as I often wonder why.

When I teach, all I see is my students face before me. The pain, I’m experiencing is at times unbearable. I often do not share my feelings, I’m a person who loves to laugh, have a good time, I’m a Free Spirit, blunt, ask lots of questions and am often misunderstood for my kindness and gentle spirit.

After losing two students, I want to be more intentional, be more involved with those I care about, yet, I find myself in a situation where you try, yet, the doors keep closing. I’m knocking, but yet, the doors are locked.

People get scared with people being intentional, some think there are motives behind your purpose, and often you might be misunderstood. It’s not about caring anymore, it’s about the role you play.

Life is often to short and people don’t always have the right motives. What if people took the time to really understand you as a person, what would the world be like? It’s not about who you are, but about what you are doing with your purpose.

I, personally am a dreamer. I dream big, it often scares people, but I’m the type of person who dreams it to reality. I want to be a person who lives life to the fullest, who has no regrets, and overcomes every obstacle I’m faced with. I want to be the bigger person, and always keep peace.

What if, we are called to be different and stand out from the crowd. The truth is, we are called to be different, we are called to be world changers. Life and death is in the power of the tongue. I believe things come to pass because you speak it into existence.

Speak life into your pain. Speak life into your tears even when you feel like you are failing. Speak life into learning to overcome.

Life is hard and it will knock you down, but Jesus will life you up and he loves us so much. Nothing is impossible!

If you want change; you have to be the change!

Don’t stop being who you are because obstacles are in the way!

Blessings,

Doc J