Philly-Day Two
Heavy-9 am
So we started the morning with an honest and intense seesion where God basically hit me with a brick. As I began to spew out my issues, tears and all, with trusting God, blaming God for me not encountering him sooner in my life, and me not believing my family, ComLife, and my boyfriend when they say I Love You Rosie, (I know it all sounded just as dumb the first time I said it). Praying with a heavy heart and yelling out my honest yet worldly confessions to the Lord, I walked away from my morning alone time with lots of unresolved issues, but what a release of issues that are still pending.
Home-1pm
As Amanda and I went for a walk down Kesington Avenue I felt a huge sense of comfort because I have definitely walked down streets filled with loud cars, drug dealers, prostitutes, etc. (Not noticing that back then) But this time was different! I didn’t walk like I did before with an over exaggerated hip sway. Instead I walked with a mouth full of prayers and my eyes where clear of scales. I saw and felt the pain of the city as I walked on in a joyful comfort and a saddened heart leaving behind the fragrance of Christ, the bloody footprints from my bathing in the forgiveness of his sacrifice, and the love that I was so graciously given and I so humbly give away.
Innocence-6pm
If are an avid blog reader of mine then you know my love for children and the joy I recieve from recieving the embrace of a little child. It was kids club and as I ran around, played games, and laughed with 5 and 6 year old children, I stopped to have a conversation with a little boy named Raymond, swinging from the monkey bars. As he swang, his little legs flopping all over the place and nearly kicking me in the eye, he started telling me about his family. He says, “I have no Mommy and Daddy and my cousin Anthony has no Mommy and Daddy and we live together”. My face clearly looked saddened as he enthusiastically replied to my expression, “But it’s okay Ms. Rosie cuz me and Anthony have each other and I’m gonna be a doctor and Anthony’s gonna be a cop and we are gonna help my neighbor”. Rejoice in your sufferening, Be thankful always, Lay down you life for you brother, and Love your neighbor as yourself, are the biblical teachings that so many of us fight to learn, and here he is, little Raymond, 5 years old, a 2 minute conversation, and he exuded the Christ I yearn to be.
bloody footprints…. i love it. 🙂
christ in you is my favorite rosie…thanks for pressing after that woman of god. i love you.
This may be selfish- but I’m glad you’re back! 🙂
I guess this is why I do what I do. So that young women like you, Rosie, get to work thru their crap and love little guys like Raymond. There’s a lot at stake and I think, in the end, we win.
You’re seeing the city through different eyes now!
Rosie, I’m so proud of you! God is working wonders in you and through you! You’re definitely an inspiration my dear =)