Keep Your Hands Clean

So many times in my life I have heard this statement. However often it always meant something different but it always was useful advice and true.

As a child it meant just to wash your hands with no explanation except you were told too.

As a teen it was a beauty ritual to carry on throughout the years. Momma would say men don’t like a girl with dirty unkept fingernails. And for my brother it was girls don’t like a man with dirty nails. Working was fine but if he cleaned his hands to spend time with you he would do his best for you in all situations.

As a woman and mother it meant health and safety for you and your family. It was imperative that you help not to spread germs and disease throughout your entire house. You had a super power and it was the best resort in all situations. Wash your hands before cooking, before and after cleaning, or when cleansing dirty butts and noses and everything in between what you did throughout the day. Wash your hands, wash your hands. Wash your hands!

In employment it meant to stay out of trouble, especially if you dealt in money. They would teach,”Keep your hands clean” which means don’t do nothing that could get you fired or worse, send you to jail.

In this time it means all of the above with an ultimate twist. Washing your hands means to show love to your common man. Love your brother like you love yourself. With the pandemic and with flu season right around the corner, hand washing is monumental. There is nothing more important in the realm of prevention that exceeds hand washing.

So Wonderers, please ………Keep Your Hands Clean!

Thanks for perusing and have a wonderful day.

Teachers All Around The World

First, I want to say THANK YOU!!!!!

What an awesome job you are doing in this time. Only you know how complex this new school year will be and I am so grateful you are standing up to the challenge.

I pray all your needs will be met. Between computers crashing, having to work from home (especially if you have children home) or having to teach in a space where others are also teaching. I commend your bravery and commitment to the children.

I’ve seen such graciousness in your spirit.


Thank you for all you do.

A Fitting Ending

Yesterday the boy graduated from high school. Congratulations to him! Congratulations to us for supporting his efforts throughout his school career let alone, his high school season. It was fitting that it ended on a Thursday. Just like it all started on a Thursday. Our time together, just him and me, in the midst of our family. Our one on one time—Thursday morning at the Waffle House for breakfast.

It started in elementary school. Me vying for my place in his world. He always wanted to be with his Pop. He only allowed me to grace his thoughts when he needed something or when I had to discipline him, which was often and never fun. He was relentless Pop used to say and laugh. It was trying for me I wanted to be the fun parent. The one you wanted to be with when you were having the time of your life. No I was the one who took care of his needs. So me and the boy started sneaking out for waffles on Thursday mornings. Just a little thing I did to let him know he was doing a good job at school. That he was getting his assignments turned in on time. Believe me that was a struggle all the way to the end. But most importantly, the outing was a time to get to know him and express my love for him and let him know how much he was loved by his family.

Years went by with me feeling like I was the enemy. Pushing him forward, pulling him gently through the dark days. Yelling screaming and crying sometimes when he didn’t think things were important. He always did his work but turning it in was a different issue. When Pop passed he lost his best friend. Not a void I could fill. All I had was Waffle House Thursday. Now I also included with the syrup, how proud Pop would be of the work he was doing.

Now here we are on Graduation Day. A COVID-19 social distancing ceremony which was phenomenal and nothing like anything I have ever seen. Picture this. It was at a drive-in movie. The individual graduates on the big screen for their 15 seconds of fame. Their big debut for the next chapter released into the universe. Their thought provoking speeches, their smiles as they crossed the screen as cars honked their horns in congratulations, their big day not forsaken.

Social Responsibility

I watched the boy walk across the stage in his “big man stroll”. Face masked in an effort to be socially responsible and I realized I was a part of that. We all did our part to bring him to this moment.

After the ceremony he was so proud of himself. Just him and me talking about the ceremony and him relaying how much he enjoyed his graduation. Then out of the blue he asked, “Mom, can you make me some waffles?”

So I say, it was fitting that it ended on a Thursday, the same day of the week it all began. It was fitting the day ended with him and me eating waffles even though the Waffle House is closed for quarantine. It was fitting that I was given the assurance that me fighting for my time with him made a difference in his life. It is fitting it ended just me and him in the midst of all our family dynamics.

Wonderers, please keep praying for him and all the graduates of the Class of 2020.

Thanks for perusing and have a wonderful day.

Masking Reactions

Good evening Wonderers:

Yesterday I was out riding around on an essential nonessential trip. You know, post office; recycling center (because we don’t have city pickup where I live); and hey while I was out, a run for Chinese food. When I looked around the only masked person was me. It felt like I was in a foreign land. There were hardly no cars on the road. I could see signs posted that businesses were closed or only the drive thru was open. I was oblivious to my current situation until I thought to myself, “Don’t tell anybody you went out the house.”

That is when reality hit and jolted me back to my senses. It appears that even when you are living on the right side of right you are really on the wrong side of wrong. I was doing a good thing going to the post office but what about the person who has to deliver the mail or if I were to get sick. It is all of our responsibility to look after as many people as we can wherever we are and in the scheme of things it wasn’t worth it. And what kind of example was I making for the children. I’m constantly talking about obeying the rules when I was the one out breaking them. And too think I had spent most of the day watching MSNBC and listening to the heart wrenching testimonies of families effected by this pandemic. My heart goes out to them all. We all will bare witness to what is happening here and it was hard admitting to my child that I went to the post office. I tried to avoid the conversation but she knows me too well and became hysterical. It was not worth it.

So today I stayed in. For all of you who have essential jobs, thank you for all you do today. I am praying for you. For those who can stay home, be grateful and help where you can. Prayers go along way. Pray without ceasing that this too shall pass. Pray for God to heal our lands.

Whereabouts Unknown

Thank you for perusing and good night.

Cause and Effect

Good morning Wonderers.

It has been awhile since you heard from me but there is a need for everyone to document what is happening in the world today. It does not matter if you are a writer, artist, songwriter or novice of some sort. There is no age requirement either. Just document what you see, hear, or think is important in your own way.

Social Distancing

Today I chose to express my thoughts in a quilt top. I will try to explain it to you in hopes you will get a better understanding of my thought process.

The top part represents healthy people in the world. The bright colors and patterns are to express all of our social activities.

The green spacing is our world – earth. Notice the spacing between each area. It represents the social distancing.

The next blocks of faded color represent even though social distances was enacted people still got sick. Maybe because the proper medical supplies were not here, 😷 or maybe because we could not stop socializing like we were asked to do.

The one block with the ink pen represents the President of the United States had the authority to order whatever was necessary to help stop the spread.

The grey area with the dots represents the many opportunities that was lost in our ability to slow down the viral curve. We all are responsible in some way.

The black and white flowers which are mostly upside down represents death. Thank you to the many people who sacrificed their lives in helping to stop the virus. In whatever capacity, may you always be remembered with gratitude. Rest In Peace.

The monkeys on the bars represent the few representatives of the people that delayed the response to the virus but also are trying to help in the recovery of the nation. It is a testament of how difficult it is to do the right thing sometimes.

How will you document what is happening in the world today?

Please do not judge my response to our current predicament. It is just me trying to make sense of it all. Whether I am right or wrong does not matter. The only thing that does matter is “In God we trust.”

As always thanks for perusing and have a wonderful day.

This Could Be ……

Good morning.

This morning in a peaceful place on the patio of the Hilton my thoughts are on heaven.  Today starts the women’s conference Women Doing It His Way that I have been blessed to attend.  I’m excited to see and hear from the women that are coming to share the knowledge of God and expand our community of believers.  The expectancy increases for the start of the conference tonight but in this very moment I am content sitting here with Max resting in spirit and in truth that God is good and he provides our every need.  Listening to the birdsongs is a reminder if he takes care of the birds surely he will take care of us.

I pray you have a blessed day children of God.

“And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.””

‭‭John‬ ‭8:32‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Praise Him Anyway

Imagine how many times you have come back to your life and your life is not going well for you but you know how much you have been blessed with your family and your time.  Thank Jesus Christ for always blessing your day and your life.  You can do it for you are more than a conqueror.  You have Christ in you and that makes you a winner.  Keep praising Him!

Men of God

Good morning Wonderers:

God calls us to love one another as we love ourselves.

Memories are sometimes funny, distorted or maybe even correct in their entirety. I don’t know why they come up accept to teach us lessons, to ask for a clearer perception, to ask for forgiveness or acceptance or maybe just to share. It’s Monday and I know I haven’t written to this page in a while so if you don’t mind I am going to designate this memory to Mundy Madness in honor of two men that taught me a lesson on how God wants us to love one another.

Children can be so cruel. One day you are best friends the next day you are enemies and then back to being friends again. On this one day of cruelty, a group of frienemies taunted and teased the weakest of the group. A sickly child that could not defend themselves. What they did to this child is not important in this story. This story is about the children’s fathers.

What’s a father to do? This day the father went to the other children’s father and tried to start a conversation about what happened. Maybe his approach was wrong. Maybe his approach was right but at the wrong time. Either way he went to this man. A man that he had befriended. They worked on their cars together. They spoke to each other and shared an occasional beer and laughed in front of their front doors. Not best friends but neighbors with concerns for their children, their neighborhood, their community. But this day would be different than any other day. This day would present a different side of their relationship. The side of conflict.

When the father stepped up to the other father it has been a day of celebration for his family and everyone had dressed up and was ready to go out for the evening when the youngest child was assaulted. Now I will state the attackers thought it was in fun for them but it was hurtful for the victim. Anyway the father was probably outside of his normal demeanor because he was under the influence of intoxicating spirits and stepped to his friend. The other father who had been working on his car tried to hear him out and when he tried to keep distance between the two of them, the intoxicated father fell back with his greasy handprint on his jacket. All of this happened right in front of all their children and the bully children thought they had victory because their father was not the one who fell.

But this is what I want you the reader to know. It is not the altercation that I am writing about. I am writing about what happened next and the new respect I gained for both of these men.

The father that fell back was helped up from the other father. He did not try to further embarrass himself or the other father in front of their children. He tried to set an example to the young boys in the crowd for this is not what men do. He did not blame the other father by calling the police because literally you never have the right to put your hands on another person under any circumstance. These two men worked it out amongst themselves for themselves, their children and their community. I don’t know if the other children out there saw what I saw or if they ever knew their father apologized and offered to have the fallen father’s jacket cleaned. I do not know if they just thought their father knocked down the other father on purpose and that it was not accidental. So I can only tell you what I saw.

I saw the God in these men. I saw Kings trying to protect their families with godly principles by holding each other up and to a higher standard. If the other children did not know it, you should be so proud of your father, on whichever side you were standing. Both men stood up to the test of the emery and won that day.

Victory belongs to all of us because our father carried the character of the Father God. They were not perfect men but they were godly men and they taught us that day what God meant by loving your neighbor as you love yourself.

Thank you for perusing and may God guide your heart with love and light.

Rocked By The Father

I don’t recall when it started but I remember once asking my grandmother when would it stop. Better yet how would I stop. It had become such a habit, one that embarrassed me to the core. I was in my teens and I was worried I would rub my hair out to a bald spot. She told me one day it would just happen. Not to worry about it. It would stop on its own.

I think it has been going on now for about fifty years, me rocking myself to sleep. I’ve had times not realizing I had stopped and times when it was incessant. I don’t know how my family was even able to sleep with me and tolerate the movements that and the cool air that would rush in between the swaying. They did it because they loved me and they knew it brought me some peace.

Today in service at church I heard the pastor speaking about how God rocks us in his arms and for the first time I fully understood why I do it. The father is comforting me like only he can. No matter how happy or unhappy, tired, fearful or anxious I may have been only the Father’s rocking can bring me comfort and lull me to sweet sleep. No one else has ever been able to completely give me that kind of peace. The peace that surpasses all understanding. Even though I did not understand why I was rocking God knew what I needed and he provided it. In that period of rest God was empowering me with inner strength through his Spirit preparing me to receive the love of Christ so I could continue on in whatever was to come. What a blessing that the Father loves us so much.

Our service today was based on Ephesians 3:14-21 – Paul’s Prayer for Spiritual Growth.

“For this reason I kneel before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.”

‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭3:14-21‬ ‭NIV

How is God comforting you and bringing you strength?

I pray this passage speaks to you in some way and you know Christ’s love is available to you.

Thank you for perusing and may God be with you tonight and always.😘