I am nothing. I can do nothing. I am nothing outside of the Grace and Mercy of my God. I am because He is. I do because He grants. I stand because He strengthens. I inhale because He breathes. I move because of His Spirit. I exist because of the Master. I am nothing. HE is everything.
Unworthy I am to even sit at the Master's feet, but because of His love towards me I am His daughter. He has adopted me into His family.
God said something to me the other day that stopped me in my tracks. If was after I spent the day at one of my favorite places in Atlanta....Atlantic Station. Hannah and I was having a Mommy and Daughter day. We got really cute (really cute) and rocked it out. We had dinner, she enjoyed the train ride and kiddie show, we listen to live music and just had a great day.
I could not help but notice that everywhere we went, we attracted a lot of attention. Men in particular. Hannah is a rock star in her own right but the attention I was getting was more than the norm. It startled me a little. So I did a self check to make sure no body parts was exposed.....and kept it moving.
A few days later, God brought the day before me and what I had on. Black leather thigh high boots, a grey turtleneck mini dress, and silver accessories. The boots stared where the dress ended. I am looking at the vision of myself before me and I am like "OK, God, what's the problem? I looked cute. I was fab-sexy" "Too sexy" He said. "How was I too sexy? I am always classy. Never trashy. I push the boundaries a little but that is what I do. You know this about me."
He asked me a series of questions. "What if I had wanted you to pray for someone? What if I needed you to cancel your plans and serve me in the moment? What do you think the reaction from people would have been to you all fab and sexy?" "Never really gave that any thought. Lord. I was just doing me" "Exactly. I need you to do ME"
So here we are. Tone it down, Dana. Tone it down. I have no intentions of looking like Mother Teresa but I am going to make a conscious effort to modify my attire a bit. I strongly believe women of God should exude His beauty and grace. Queen Ester was selected from amongst hundreds of women to be queen because girlfriend Rocked it Out! She was fine, smelled good and had God's heart. The King knew nothing about her heart. It was "her fine" that got his attention!! Nothing is wrong with being beautiful and fabulous.....it only becomes a problem when it gets in God's way.
So with me, God said too much Dana....not enough of Him.....and He knows my hearts desire is more of Him and less of me.....for His Glory. I am His bond servant therefore I must do what He says. I am to please Him not myself. Ouch!!! That hurts!!! But it is the truth nevertheless. I live to please Him.
I live a very open and transparent life. I have no secrets. I am bone honest.....even to a fault at times. I really do not have a prayer closet. Anywhere I am can easily become my prayer closet. My home is my sanctuary. I converse with God as I move throughout my house on a daily basis. The shower is my favorite place. Often, after songs, petitions and weeping before my God, I will look to see Hannah standing in my master bath puzzled.
She use to ask me who I was talking to, now she knows who I am talking to. "Mommy, you talking to God?" "Yes baby, I am talking to our God". She still does not understand worships tears. She always thinks something is wrong. She will run to her Mommy's rescue with tissue and gently cling to my neck. "Mommy, please don't cry. It will be alright".
My precious Hannah. I try to explain to her that I am not sad. Quiet the contrary actually. My tears are tears of joy. Expression of heartfelt gratitude towards my Lord. My Master. Who took a raggedy little broken person and put the pieces back together. I try to convey to her that my tears are the sweet evidence of my worship. I weep because I am free.....no longer bound.
Soon she will shed her own tears when she realizes just how awesome her God is.
I must say that life is good! I am in the moment and enjoying every second of it. The pieces are all coming together and 2012 will be a great year.
I am working on some amazing projects, Hannah the Great books, Girl, God did not send you HER man and more. I have finished another major project and now it is time to allow God to bring all the pieces together.
I realize that His way may not be my way so I am content. I do not have to know how it all will come together, I just know it will. I do not have to kick any doors down, God will open the doors for me that He wants me to walk through.....I will keep grinding it out and doing my part.
I have two of the most amazing kids on the planet. Evan is my joy. Hannah is my love. Hannah told me today that I am her super hero. Wow, what a moment that was!!!!! When I asked her why I was her super hero she said "because you're my mommy. you are the best mommy. you are my super hero". I must be doing something right.
So as 2011 comes to a close I can honesty say I am at peace and in a wonderful place!
The assignment God just gave me is MAJOR. HUGE. To BIG for my shoes. It has me feeling like some of the patriarchs of old that posed the question, Why me? Surely there is someone else you can use? Someone that is more skilled and qualified? Why would You choose me to do this? It is so out of my comfort zone, I do not even know where to start has been the dialogue I have been having with myself.
God really is not interested in my commentary but permits me to have it nevertheless. "Go because I told you to. Do because I told you to".
Well, I guess that is settled. He will never give me a vision and not provide provision. He will never ask me to do something and not lead the way. So I am trusting Him to show up and show out cause this thing right here is beyond me!!!
My graphic artist knocks another one out of the park. Loving this logo for my tee-shirt line. This line is very important to me and has been dancing around in my head since I was a young girl. Thanks to a partnership with Spreadshirt, it has become a reality. Eventually, I will produce the tees under my own JuicyLips label but I am taking it one step at a time.
I will be having a trunk show soon with a few friends of mine so stay tuned for that invite....also visit the website for more information regarding the facebook tee-shirt contest. The lovely person with the most likes wins $100. Just in time for the holidays!
I opted not to post any of the pics the photographer edited and photoshoped on my website or social media outlets. I am not a perfect woman but I am who I am. Almost rocking 40 (proudly), I am at peace with my body and how it looks.
There is some extra juicy around my thighs and buttocks, courtesy of my pregnancy with Hannah. There are some dark spots on my legs from being attacked in my back yard from mosquito's. There is a mark on my forehead from when I had stitches as a little girl from running into a coffee table that often shines through the makeup.
There is a burn on my fore arm from cooking Hannah's father one of my coveted homemade meals from the time when things were "good" between us. I have a scar on my knee from when I fell off my bike....you get what I am saying....I am flawed. I ain't perfect and I refuse to portray an fallible image of perfection when no such thing exists. My bodies flaws have their own story to tell. My nicks and scapes and burns remind me of my experiences and how far I have come and how I have grown.
I am who I am and I am proud of my glory and my blemishes!
This body is mine and it is good. Ain't that what God said after He created Eve and all the Glory? Yeah, baby! I am good.
Just finished a photo shoot and it was a lot of work but I had fun. Kudos to the women that do this every day all day......whew! I needed a nap, a fan and water. My photographer was awesome and kept me laughing. Thankfully, these pics were shot in the comfort of my home. That helped. I hope you enjoy the pics.....I pushed the envelop in a few but that is what I do. HAHA.
Could not get any pictures with Hannah....the princess slept through the whole thing. Lol Back to my grind....I know I said I was going into resting.
Time to be still and go into my secret place. I need to rest. I need to hear. My energy needs to be replenished so I can do what needs to be done next. Cause what's next requires everything I got and I plan to give it everything I got.