The Real Thing

I could sit here and write a poem. I could write in "code" just enough to excuse myself from really talking about it. I could bash. I could name call. I could do all kinds of things. But when I think about doing that, it reminds me of how I used to be. I used to retaliate. I used to get even. I was the most vindictive little girl. I knew where to punch you and make it really hurt. I knew how to push those buttons, to the point where you wanted to fight me.

I still do. I still can.

But I won't.

What is the point? All that matters to me is that I am pleasing my God. Blogging about it is still talking/gossiping about it. Telling your best friend is still gossiping. And then, when it has nothing to do with you, why worry about it? It's not your business. It's not your place to speak on it. It's not about you.

See, if we stop getting so wrapped up in other people's lives, our relationships would go a lot more smooth. She did this and he said that. Stop and look at yourself. Have you forgotten about all the times that you fell short. Who made you Jesus? Think about that before you open your mouth to slander someone elses name, email, or blog about someone else's business.

I digress on that note...

LOL! Yes! I am about to talk about myself. After all of that preaching, I'm about to talk about myself. (I'm talking to you. You know who you are. ;p) It took me 3 hours last night to do my hair!!! 3!! And it is still not perfect! I finally gave up and was like, screw it. But I think I did a good job, for the most part. I couldn't take it anymore. The curly fro had to go!!! Maybe I'll only unleash it on the weekends?? Or maybe I'll come up off of $200 and get it braided up.

Be still. It's not as hard to do as I thought. It's not hard to wait on God. It's not hard to be content until he tells me to move. It's not hard because I know that He is almighty. He is all knowing. He has my life in his hands. So, I'll gladly sit like his good little girl. I'm being still.