His Side of Our Story: A Chance Encounter

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***There are two sides to every story, right? Well, my husband will be telling his side of our story in the next upcoming posts, including this one. Just in case you missed previous posts, I have them all uploaded here! Now, on with the rest of his story…. 

After a series of meetings and professional developments that woman from the parking lot had caught my eye. She was always saying something funny, lighting up the room and distracting me from the gargantuan task of being a first-year teacher in a new city.

Then, one day, a few months into the school year, I was walking down the stairs in a daze and we crossed paths.

To cut to the end, the woman in question is now my wife. In the midst of my soon-to-be wife confronting one of my most challenging students, I was transfixed. She was holding her phone in one hand and gesturing emphatically with the other, which held a box of pizza. The student in question almost knocked her over running down the stairs.

I spoke, “She is in my homeroom –”

That was about all I got out.

My wife-in-waiting looked at me with enough cold indifference to kill a fresh bed of prairie sunflowers.

“And? Why are they coming down the stairs unattended? Is there a procedure for leading the kids to lunch in 8th grade?”

Her beautiful face seem to say, “Who are you and why are you talking?

She had turned her sights on me.

Oh, let me explain, I thought.

I was about to say that the girl was in my homeroom, but I had not brought her down the stairs. I had brought another class down the stairs and that I thought I did OK with escorting them down said stairs and that they only seemed to jog rather than run full speed downhill and, no, we had no idea what we were doing in 8th grade, but…

In the middle of this thought, she turned her back on me and walked away. The student followed her.

Alone, I stood there for a second. Checked the time. To follow up this Category Five disaster and 6-foot subterranean banishment, I ran upstairs and told my colleague that I had encountered the most heavenly woman on Earth.

And, I had decided then that I would take her to the only place I knew, the coffee shop down the street from my house.

There was not seemingly an easy way to get her on a date. She was an established teacher – popular and confident and frequently wearing high-heeled boots. Yet, the Lord made a way for an opening.

She was the coach for the National Academic League. I was surprised I didn’t figure this out since the information was advertised on every school announcement and teacher meeting. In one of these meetings, she appealed to the teachers at the school to assist the students in learning facts and skills that would be crucial during their matches.

This was my moment. God had combed the waves asunder before me. I put my foot down and took my first step toward my destiny.

His Side of Our Story: A New City

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***There are two sides to every story, right? Well, my husband will be telling his side of our story in the next upcoming posts, including this one. I asked him to write up his interpretation of how we met and submit it to me, kind of like how I solicited his help with my NAL team…heehee! Just in case you missed previous posts, I have them all uploaded here! Enjoy! Oh, just in case you haven’t done so already, check out the About Me section of the blog to get to know more about me, ya dig? Now, on with his story….

I had moved into a homey section of a new city. It was a small section of the city, not far from where I worked.

In the area, there was a cafe. I would often frequent there as I worked on a long project. The owner was a kind woman who struck up conversations with seemingly everyone.  While, the clientele was a group of local families who all knew each other. From bits and pieces of overheard conversation, it seemed like many of the families who frequented the cafe went to a nearby catholic school. In turn, on Saturdays, the environment was intolerable. A bellicose world of people sipping tea, innocent smiles, loose children, people catching up and “oh, I haven’t seen you in so long” conversations.

You see, I was from nowhere. That was what I preferred. I wanted to work and have a conversation that left as little of a memory behind as possible. I wanted my espresso and my coffee cake muffin and then to be left alone permanently.

I had intended this new city to be no different than Buenos Aires. I had lived in the Paris of South America for 18-months and made no friends, spoke to people only to order empanadas and pretended to be deaf in one instance when I encountered another stray traveler from the United States. I understood only English in a room of people speaking Spanish. For most people, this would be some form of torture, but, for me, it was peaceful.

There is nothing wrong with me. I can have normal conversations when prompted. I am amiable. I am good-natured. I can be gotten along with. I can make small talk. I am not peevish or awkward. However, to be honest, at some point, making friends seemed troublesome. This difficulty occurred around the time my parents divorced. I became malcontent with all relationships and maybe ended some unfairly. Nonetheless, I isolated my life and buried myself in what I was good at—writing.

So, I intended to treat this place like Buenos Aires. That plan was working fine, until I bumped into a woman at my job in the parking lot.

To be continued…

Real Love Will Always Find You (Part 3)

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***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R One morning in November 2010, I played Kirk Franklin’s album “The Fight Of My Life” as I always did to start the school day. I remember the song “Hide Me” playing in the background while I planned my lesson. Tears started to flow from my eyes (my eyes are watering now as I am typing this). The beautiful lyrics ministered to my heart:

You’re making me stronger now (It don’t feel good right now, but I had to realize)

You’re making me stronger now (It’s necessary, you’re trying to grow me up)

You’re making me stronger now (You’re taking away everything that’s not like You, Jesus)

You’re making me stronger now (It’s that breaking process, yall)

You’re making me stronger now (Your delay is not a denial, I realize)

You’re making me stronger now (You love me too much to give me too much, Jesus)

You’re making me stronger now (Your plan is perfect even when I am not, I realize)

You’re making me stronger now (I can’t rely on my own strength this time y’all)

My face was wet with tears and I didn’t have any MAC to fix my makeup. In the middle of wiping my face with Kleenex, my instructional aide walked through the door. She was always on time for work, but she was unusually early that day. Embarrassed, I tried to get myself together, but it was obvious that I had been crying.

She was always warm and friendly. We talked often, but mostly about the kids. Though on this day, the conversation went in a different direction. I suppose discernment led her to talk with me on a personal level. God gave her a word just for me. And I knew it was from God because she said a lot of things concerning my personal life that I had never mentioned to her before. I was shocked! It was like she knew about EVERYTHING I was going through. That’s how I knew it was God speaking to me through her.

Full of wisdom, she encouraged me to keep following the Lord. She thanked me for all that I did for the kids and the school. Told me to keep doing good. I remember her saying these exact words, “God hears and sees you…the Lord has a special blessing for you. God is going to send you a husband. Be patient. Believe. He is going to do it. Just wait and see!” I smiled and received everything she said.

We talked awhile longer before the students arrived. She invited me to attend a revival service at her church. Wanna know something crazy? It would be the same church where my future husband and I would get married. I know! I know! Wild, right? (Blushing) I am just amazed at how God does things… (smh) mind blowing!

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Fast forward to Thanksgiving break. Wolverine sent me an email. This time it wasn’t about NAL. He wanted to take me out on a date. If you’ve been following the blog you know, I don’t do the whole “mess around with the co-worker” thing. When it comes to business, my personal life is off limits!

But he persisted and persisted and persisted. I finally agreed. HOWEVER, I made it clear to him that it WAS NOT A DATE! It would be a “professional outing.” So, on December 2nd we went to grab a cup of coffee at a local cafe.

O-M- to the G! We instantly clicked. He was the coolest and kindest guy I had ever met! (Awwwww…my eyes are watering again!) Funny thing is: I felt like I had known him my whole life. The conversation was natural—we literally talked about everything! The chemistry between us was so perfect that it was scary. I remember us laughing a lot and him being time enough for my feistiness! I enjoyed his company. We ended the professional outing with a “thank you for the coffee” and a “you’re welcome!”

I got home and started planning my lesson for the next day. As I was emailing myself the materials, another message from Wolverine popped up in my inbox. He wanted to know if I would like to get dinner tomorrow after school…you know, a second professional outing! Shaking my head and smiling, I told him I would get back to him.

The following day, was Friday. Friday’s were always fun, but super hectic. Between teaching lessons, grading assignments, taking the kids to Fun Friday activities, conferencing with parents, meeting with my team, and completing paperwork, I was beat!

After dismissal, I picked up my phone. I noticed a text from Wolverine, asking again if I was up for getting a bite to eat. I had forgotten all about that. Shoot! There was no way I was leaving the school by 4 p.m. ‘cause I had so much to do! UGH!

So, I didn’t respond to his text.

In passing, I told my instructional aide about the text message. She was like, “You should go! Get out of here. Enjoy yourself! You work late every day. Take a break…go out and have some fun!”

I told her I couldn’t cause I had too much work that needed to be done before I left for the day. But she told me again to “leave that work for Monday. Get to know him…give him a chance.”

I explained to her how I felt about mixing my professional life with my personal life. Yet, she continued to push me to go.

I thought about what she said: It would be another “professional outing”. I would eat and then leave. Nothing more…nothing less. I would hang out for a little bit and go home.

So, I texted him back.

And I met up with him for dinner…my life would never be the same.

I knew real love had found me.

Signed, MrsMKauthor

P.S. Hear his side of the story in tomorrow’s post…

O Remember that list with the red checks from my previous post? Man, he was all that and some more! LOL! Of course, it took some time for me to know this. I would check off each “qualification” after each time we hung out.

And hung out was what we did! We would frequent Panera, coffee shops, malls, museums…we had a blast! Everything was cool. Everything was chill. Everything was real. Everything felt right. It was destiny.

I wonder where I would be today had I not listened to the advice from my wise instructional aide? I wonder what my life would’ve been like if I wouldn’t have gone on that dinner date…oops!  I meant professional outing?

I wonder what would’ve happened if I had listened to the negative thoughts in my head that were pushing me not to hang out with him? The discouraging thoughts that told me 1.) you shouldn’t be hanging out with your co-worker, 2.) real love doesn’t exist, and 3.) he’s handsome, but not necessarily your type.

I am glad that I stepped out on faith and gave him a chance. In time, God revealed to me that he was what Boaz meant to Ruth. What Isaac was to Abraham and Sarah. My blessing.

He was the ONE.

My advice: Wait on the promise. Don’t settle for counterfeits because real love (and other blessings) will always find you.

 W Proverbs 3:5-6 New International Version (NIV)

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
 in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.

D Dear God, I thank You for all that you have done for me. Words cannot express how grateful I am. Your Word is true: for all the promises of God in him are yea, and in him Amen. I give You honor and glory not just for what You have done in my life, but for who You are! May You get the glory and honor out of my marriage. I pray that our story will bless each and every person that reads it in such a way that they will be encouraged to trust You with everything that concerns them.

In Jesus’ name, Amen

Real Love Will Always Find You (Part 2)

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***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R I had to admit, he had a clever way of getting my number.

Even though he had other intentions for using it, Wolverine stayed true to his word of using the phone number to communicate solely about NAL stuff. Yes, he stopped attending NAL practices, but he continued to help me coach the team in other ways. He met with kids during his lunch break to go over trivia questions and gave me reference materials, tips and strategies to help us win competitions.

And we did win! The team was undefeated. We had tremendous support from our principal, teachers, staff, parents, and school community. Things were going great. At least in that area of my life.

When I think back to that period of time, there are two words to describe that season: lonely and dark. I was trying to bounce back from a failed relationship. Still dealing with the sadness of how things had ended. Yes, it was the will of God to sever all ties with the guy, but the process of moving forward was not easy. I would like to say that I was good, but I wasn’t.

It was hard. I was frustrated just thinking about the time, energy, and effort I put into the relationship. The heartbreak was painful. And it didn’t help that the guy would call me every so often “just to check in and see how I was doing.” UGH! Then, add that to the other things I had going on: staying on top of my workload, family drama, bills…lol…you name it! It was a rough time.

I held it together on the outside, though. No one knew what I was really feeling on the inside. Cause I was always wearing a smile. Always telling jokes. On top of my game. Never lettin’ anyone see me sweat.

But God knew.

Kirk Franklin’s “The Fight of My Life” was the soundtrack of my life! I literally played the whole album every day when I got to work. Occasionally, I would find myself crying to three songs: “Help Me Believe,” “Hide Me,” and “It Would Take All Day.”

The lyrics of “Help Me Believe” definitely describes EVERYTHING I was feeling:

I wanna believe
But I’m having a hard time seeing past what I see right now, I see right now
I wanna be free
But when I try to fly I realize I don’t know how, no one showed me how
Wish I could see that this mess I’m in will really work out for my good, you said it would
So, if you can hear me, can you give me a sign cause I don’t feel you like I should, please if you could
My faith is almost gone, I can’t hold on much longer, take this cup from me

Help me believe
Can I believe
Let me believe
I wanna believe
I’m no good on my own, please give me another chance
It’s hard to believe in what I can’t see
To give you my will cause you’re what’s better for
You can look in my eyes and see I wanna believe, believe, believe, believe

All of the pain and challenges I was going through worked to my advantage ‘cause it drew me closer to God. I wanted to know more about Him. I had a strong desire to pursue God’s will for my life. So, I started reading the Bible more. Studying. Fasting. Praying. Attending weekly church services. Doing whatever I could to strengthen my walk with the Lord.

I remember reading a book by Shannon Ethridge called Every Single Woman’s Battle: Guarding Your Heart and Mind Against Sexual and Emotional Compromise. I stumbled upon the book at the library and after reading it I knew it was God’s plan for me to find that book. It put a lot of things into perspective for me regarding dating and being a single woman. Reading the book was a game changer. The book inspired me to stay true to God’s Word. To never compromise my values, morals, and faith for anyone or anything!!!

I had a mindset to stand on the Word of God! I believed if I put God first, everything else in my life would fall into place. Knowing the truth about God’s love for me gave me the confidence I needed to trust Him. He knew the desires of my heart and in His time, they would be manifested in my life.

With my mind stayed on Jesus, I was able to navigate each and every storm with a renewed assurance that everything was gonna be alright! All things were working together for my good.

All the while, I continuously prayed that God would help me to believe His plan for my life was perfect. I could trust Him.

One day, in my quiet time with the Lord, He prompted me to pray for everything I wanted out of life. Then, He asked me to write down all the qualities I wanted in a husband. Being obedient, I got to work. I was able to dig up my old journal and I actually found the list (don’t judge me…heehee):

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Stay tuned for the rest of the story in Part 3…find out what those red checks on the list represent!

Signed, MrsMKauthor

O As I stated in previous posts:

If you are waiting on the Lord for ANYTHING, continue to WAIT on Him! He might not come WHEN you want HIM or HOW you want Him BUT HE IS ALWAYS ON TIME!

Here are the Top 10 Lessons I learned from this experience. I hope it encourages you:

1. God will never leave us or forsake us (Hebrews 13:5).

2. Jesus encourages us to not worry about our lives because God knows everything that we need. We must put God first by seeking the Lord (with a pure heart and not for selfish motives). In turn, He promises to take care of us (Matthew 6:25-34).

3. God wants us to love Him with all our heart, soul, and mind (Matthew 22:37).

4. If we take delight in the Lord, God promises to give us the desires of our heart (Psalm 37:4).

5. Never lose your faith (Hebrews 10:23).

6. Hold onto God’s unchanging hand (Isaiah 41:10).

7. God cares about EVERYTHING concerning YOU (1 Peter 5:7)!

8. If God says He is going to do it, TRUST HIM AT HIS WORD! (Isaiah 55:8-9, Habakkuk 2:3).

9. God is not a man that He should lie! He does not change His mind! (Numbers 23:19).

10. He WILL bring to pass, everything He has spoken over Your life! Believe it! (Isaiah 55:10-11).

 W Habakkuk 2:2-3 New International Version (NIV)

Then the Lord replied:

“Write down the revelation
and make it plain on tablets
so that a herald may run with it.
For the revelation awaits an appointed time;
it speaks of the end
and will not prove false.
Though it linger, wait for it;
it will certainly come
and will not delay.

D Dear God, Thank You for Your goodness and mercy that will follow me all the days of my life. Heavenly Father, I thank You for being honest and loyal. Thank You for being patient with me when I had doubts about Your plans for my life. Thank You for getting me this far in my journey. Thank You for believing in me when I did not have the strength to believe for myself. Thank You for always seeing the good in me and for always seeing me now as “what I shall be!” You are awesome!

God, I pray for my friends that are reading this post. I pray that You will bless them abundantly. I pray that You will lead and guide them in their journey, especially during the tough times. Send Your Holy Spirit to comfort them. Show them signs of Your goodness! Send people into their lives to encourage them and build them up. Father, as they seek You, I ask that You give them the desires of their heart. Help them to be patient as they wait for You. You said in Your Word the salvation of the righteous comes from You. May You be their stronghold in times of trouble. May You help and deliver them as they take refuge in You.

You are worthy to be praised! May You get the glory and honor out of our lives. We love You.

In Jesus’ name, Amen

 

Stop letting negative thoughts kill you!

What are you focused on?

What are you worried about?

What’s got you stressing?

What is keeping you up at night?

Are you feeling depressed or hopeless?

Are you stressing over things you cannot control?

Are you worried about your relationships?

Are you having issues with your family?

Are friends letting you down?

Are you struggling to pay bills?

Are you grieving the death of a loved one?

Do you need healing in your body?

Are you having doubts about your purpose in life?

Do negative thoughts control how you see yourself?

If you answered yes to any of these questions, please take 23 minutes out of your day to watch the video clip below!

I was led to take a break from the series I am working on to post this.

Someone needs this today!!!! Stop focusing on what’s going wrong because you will miss what’s going right!

Your mind is your power! Get your mind back and you will get your power back!

Real Love Will Always Find You (Part 1)

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***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R Man, I was focused.

Focused on me. Making time to pamper myself. Manicures and pedicures every other Friday. Trips to the hair salon every two weeks. Visits to the library and church on weekends. Frequent trips to any restaurant of my choice. Occasional runs to the mall for retail therapy. Nights around the town with my besties. Vacations lined up.

Yup, I was doing me. Cause I had it like that…you know, being newly single and all. I wanted to invest in myself so that I could be the best me I could be: physically, emotionally, spiritually, socially, intellectually…all that.

Motivated to excel in every area of my life, I set short term and long-term goals. I was determined to accomplish them all, including career goals.

And I was making it all happen, too! Being immersed in the process of bettering myself, I had very little time for distractions.

That’s why I was extremely taken aback when one of my friends burst through my classroom door to tell me some gossip. Surprisingly, I was the topic of discussion at happy hour the previous night. There were 20 minutes remaining to prepare my lesson before students arrived that morning, so I was pressed for time.

Observing her energy and the expression on her face, I thought something serious was going down that warranted my undivided attention. Naw…she stopped by my room to tell me some he said, she said stuff: A teacher had a crush on me…he liked me and thought I was attractive.

Not knowing how to receive the information, I brushed it off. I needed to get on with my day. The school bell was going to ring at any moment. Plus, I didn’t even recognize the name of the teacher who made the comments about me. Before she left, however, I asked her to describe the person. I couldn’t believe it—Wolverine had made the comments!!!!!!! Took me by surprise because he was always quiet the few times I saw him, rarely made eye contact and didn’t seem to care for me.

I laughed out loud. Why was my name brought up at their lil’ happy hour outing? I hung out with maybe one or two of my colleagues every now and again, but I didn’t do the happy hour stuff after work. Just wasn’t my thang, you know?  I didn’t know what to make of the comments. Therefore, I moved on. Went on about my day.

Besides, there was no way in the world that I was going to entertain the idea of possibly dating a co-worker. I’ve never really been that type of person. I always thought “work relationships” were unprofessional. I didn’t have time. I was busy.

My work days were long—sometimes turning into nights. Meeting with students, conferencing with parents, planning with colleagues, working on lesson plans, attending leadership meetings, organizing events, so and so on… I had no time to entertain any hearsay. Especially since I had agreed to coach the National Academic League at the school. Being a novice coach, there was so much I had to learn and learn fast in order to prepare my team to win! With all that I had going on, I was swamped. I needed help. So, I began asking the staff to assist me in preparing the kids for the games.

And then I got an email from Wolverine saying he would volunteer at the practice games. I was pumped ‘cause I needed all the help I could get. Several of his students were on the team, which worked out since he could practice with them during the school day.

Wolverine showed up to a handful of practices in my classroom after school. He was a big help, too. He ran copies for me, taught mini-lessons, and drilled the kids on math, English/language arts, science, and social studies questions. I was grateful to have his assistance, in addition to the support my team received from other faculty members.

Our hard work paid off because my team was undefeated. We were recognized throughout the school for our success! Teachers and staff were reaching out to me to send congratulations to the team. Emails were coming in left and right.

One email stood out to me, though. It was from Wolverine. We communicated via email concerning NAL practice every now and again. But this email caught me off guard because he asked for my phone number.

I was reluctant to give it to him. There was no real need for him to have it, since exchanging emails about the games worked perfectly. Still, he persisted. Saying it would be a lot easier for us to communicate if we exchanged text messages instead of emails. And I bought into it.

Funny ‘cause after I gave him my number, I never saw him at another practice!

Remember I told you he had game? Turns out the only reason he reached out to help me with my NAL team was to get my phone number!!!!!!! Mission accomplished for him I guess…LOL!

It was cool, though. I had no intention of giving him any of my time outside of school anyway.

Little did I know, all of that would change in a matter of time…

Signed, MrsMKauthor

O Wolverine was my husband. Obviously, I didn’t know it at the time, but God knew! That blows my mind! I had no idea.

I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend—better yet, a husband. I had just gotten out of relationship and I had too much going on in my life to be starting a new one.

I didn’t want to be bothered with dating. I decided to focus on bettering myself and maturing my relationship with the Lord. If it was God’s plan for me to be married, He would send the right person into my life. In the meantime, I would wait on the Lord.

My advice: If you are waiting on the Lord for ANYTHING, continue to WAIT on Him! He might not come WHEN you want HIM or HOW you want Him BUT HE IS ALWAYS ON TIME!

 W Psalm 27:13-14 New International Version (NIV)

I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
 Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.

D Dear God, I will wait for You. You know what’s best for me. I will stand on Your Word in Jeremiah 30:18: …the Lord longs to be gracious to [me]; therefore he will rise up to show [me] compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for Him! Help me to be patient and wait for You, dear God, in all situations.

In Jesus’ name, Amen

Wait…and You Will See the Goodness of the Lord

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***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R I used to see him around the school every now again. In the hallway. Staff meetings. Or at the copy machine. It wasn’t a big deal though because I wasn’t checking for him. He was just another co-worker.

I remember the one day I saw him at the laminating machine. Being the BOSS chick I am, everything in my classroom was pretty much prepared and ready for the first week of school. Except for laminating my posters.

As I walked into the teachers’ lounge, I saw one of the secretaries. Lord knows that was never a good sign. It meant that someone either broke or was about to break the school’s one and only laminating machine. It was a precious commodity because the school’s budget was tight, and my principal told us directly she would not be using a lot of the money for repairs. So, I instantly sighed a sigh of annoyance when I saw the secretary hovering over the machine.

Rolling my eyes, I noticed the rookie standing behind her. This was the second time I would talk to him since we bumped into each other in the parking lot days earlier.

Oh, no! I thought to myself. Wolverine done broke the machine!!!!!

Talking to the secretary, I said, “Hey, what’s going on? Did someone break the laminator?”

“No, I am teaching him how to work it,” she replied. “He is one of our new teachers.”

“I see,” I said sarcastically under my breath.

“Isn’t he handsome?” I remember her saying. “All the teachers around here are talking about him.”

Whoa! I couldn’t believe she was saying this to his face. I always prided myself on being professional at work at all times—keeping all work relations “work related”, you know? And I intended to keep it that way.

“Yeah, he is cute!” I said mockingly. “Very handsome, BUT I need to get these posters done. How long are y’all going to be?”

I can’t remember her direct response or his ‘cause he was just standing there looking clueless…LOL! But I do remember letting them know I was in a hurry to get my posters done. I had other things to do besides stand there and wait another 30 minutes for this “Laminating How-To seminar” to be over and done with.

Joking, I turned to the rookie and said, “Well, I am going to leave my posters here. After you get finished your training you can laminate these for me. Ok, buddy?”

Wolverine looked at me like I was crazy. “Laminate your own posters,” he said in a curt manner.

Woooooooooooooooooooooow! I wasn’t expecting that from Mr. Wolverine! Took me by surprise. I never heard him say more than three words! Plus, every time I saw him he always had an expressionless look on his face!

Well, someone doesn’t have a sense of humor, I thought. In reality, I didn’t want his rookie hands to touch my posters, anyway!

Anyhow, I gathered my belongings and headed towards the door. On my way out, I looked him in the eyes and said, “Just make sure you don’t break the machine!” I laughed and went back to my classroom.

From that point on, I remember running into him at least one more time before the second quarter of the school year.

I saw him in the hallway. He was putting information on his student data cards. Teasing, I asked him if he could finish my data cards (sometimes I say things just to get a reaction out of people—just for fun).

He looked taken-a-back. Then, in a snarky tone, he looked at me and gave a direct. “No!”

I laughed and went on my merry way.

He was Wolverine alright. Just as mean and nasty as the character in the comics and X-Men movie. Somewhat brutish in nature…lol!

Later on, in the school year, I saw him again. This time, we crossed paths because I had to deescalate a situation with one of his students. This is an important minor detail in our story that I won’t elaborate on for the sake of time. So, I will fast forward to how he got my number in the next post.

Turns out ol’ Wolverine had game!

Coming from a girl that had a track record of runnin’ game on guys, I must confess I didn’t see it coming…

Signed, MrsMKauthor

O Wolverine was my husband. Obviously, I didn’t know it at the time, but God knew! That blows my mind! I had no idea.

I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend—better yet, a husband. I had just gotten out of relationship and I had too much going on in my life to be starting a new one.

I didn’t want to be bothered with dating. I decided to focus on bettering myself and maturing my relationship with the Lord. If it was God’s plan for me to be married, He would send the right person into my life. In the meantime, I would wait on the Lord.

My advice: If you are waiting on the Lord for ANYTHING, continue to WAIT on Him! He might not come WHEN you want HIM or HOW you want Him BUT HE IS ALWAYS ON TIME!

 W Psalm 27:13-14 New International Version (NIV)

I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.
 Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.

D Dear God, I will wait for You. You know what’s best for me. I will stand on Your Word in Jeremiah 30:18: …the Lord longs to be gracious to [me]; therefore he will rise up to show [me] compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for Him! Help me to be patient and wait for You, dear God, in all situations.

In Jesus’ name, Amen

 

 

Sometimes You Gotta Lose to WIN

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***If you haven’t already done so, check out the About Me section of the blog. For the next 13 weeks, I will be writing about how my husband and I met. I will be switching up the format for the posts. Instead of W.O.R.D. it will be R.O.W.D. to help my stories flow a lil’ betta. Ok? Cool? Now, on with the story…

R I think I’ve told this story at least a thousand times. LOL! Cause when people see us they instantly wonder “How did they meet?” We laugh every time.

It’s crazy how we met, though. I remember the day like it was yesterday.

I was coming out of the portables headed to the main building of the school we both worked at. I was in a rush to chop it up with my friends before the professional development training that was to happen that morning. It had been a VERY longgggggggg summer and I was super excited to see everyone!

For some reason, I knew it was going to be an interesting school year.

That day, I was feeling myself. My hair was in a cute bush. I had on my favorite camouflage, cargo shorts with my faithful Mickey Mouse shirt and Sperry boat shoes. (I like to switch-up my looks: I can go from wearing 4-inch stilettos, to Vans, to Timberland boots, you name it…my style depends on my mood for the day).

So, I’m leaving the portables, when I noticed this guy walking from the parking lot. We were both headed towards the entrance to the building. He looked like Wolverine from the X-Men movie! LOL! A very handsome Wolverine, I might add. A white guy with a dark tan. Had a pencil in his ear. Nice jeans. Plaid shirt. Sleeves rolled up. Carrying an arm full of books.

Sheesh! I thought. He must be a rookie! No seasoned teacher shows up to the first day of PD with books! LOL! (The first day is normally “Getting to Know You” games and activities at our school.)

Anyway, with my swag game on 10, I introduced myself. I mean he had to know who I was, right?

He didn’t give me too much attention, though. Paid me no mind. LOL!

He kindly thanked me for opening the door for him (‘cause he didn’t have his keys to the building yet…newbie…) and went about his business. And so did I…

Although I remember feeling very happy that day, my heart was broken. At that time, I was going through a lot in my personal life.

Man, I was tired. Tired of chasing a relationship with my “on-and-off again” boyfriend that I knew deep down inside wasn’t for me. I knew the relationship WASN’T MEANT TO BE. But I wouldn’t let go…couldn’t break away. Guess that’s why we were so “on-and-off again” for years.

Until one day, I reached my max…

I told God, “I’m tired of living the way I have been living. Lord, if this person is not for me, I NEED YOU to remove him from my life…and remove any and everything from my life that is not of You.”

AND…GOD MOVED! A few days later, after I prayed that prayer, I got dumped! Crazy thing is I’d never been dumped before in my life.

It blindsided me because at the time, I forgot about that prayer.

I ain’t gonna lie, I was crushed. It hurt…REAL BAD! I was secretly hoping the relationship would work out.

I knew it was the end, too! I felt it. It was hard to accept. Especially since there was so much time and energy invested in the relationship. I guess it was God’s will for it to end.

No. Matter of fact, it was God’s will.

It’s crazy to me how the situation happened. Sometimes we pray for God to move, but when He does we can’t believe it! I prayed for God to intervene in my situation, but I was shocked when He did—how it all happened and where it happened. I didn’t expect the relationship to end as it did…abruptly! Smh.

But God is full of surprises…good ones though. He had a plan…something better in store for me.

Cause little did I know I would be married in a couple of months (yes, I said months) to the man of my dreams. Married to that Wolverine guy who I saw in the parking lot…the rookie. LOL!

To Be continued….

Signed, MrsMKauthor

O God desires for us to have the BEST life. Everything we need is in Him—a life of peace, joy, and love. We must be obedient and follow God’s direction. We have to let go of some things in order to have the abundant life He wants to give us. It may be hard, but there is purpose in the pain. Through trials, tribulations, and temptations I have learned to trust in God.

My advice to anyone going through a similar situation is to: Trust the process! The result of trusting God is increased faith—something invaluable! God is faithful.

Something to Ponder: What are you holding onto with a tight fist that God is asking you to let go of?

W Ephesians 3:20 New International Version (NIV)

20 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, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.

Ephesians 3:20-21 The Message (MSG)

20-21 God can do anything, you know—far more than you could ever imagine or guess or request in your wildest dreams! He does it not by pushing us around but by working within us, his Spirit deeply and gently within us.

Glory to God in the church!
Glory to God in the Messiah, in Jesus!
Glory down all the generations!
Glory through all millennia! Oh, yes!

D Dear God, Teach us to follow You. Put in our hearts a desire to seek and follow Your will. Give us Your strength to let go of anything that keeps us from “the promises” You have for our lives. Help us to get rid of everything that slows us down, especially the sin that just won’t let go. Give us the patience to wait on You. For we know Your ways are not like our ways. We put our trust in You.

In Jesus’ name, Amen

 

Houston Was a Wake-Up Call For Me

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W 1 Thessalonians 5:17 New International Version (NIV)

 pray continually

O Christians should pray continuously. The CEV Bible translates the scripture this way: “…never stop praying”, and the KJV tells us to “pray without ceasing.”

Two powerful words—pray continually—caused me to question my prayer life.

Do I pray continually? Yes.

Do I pray continuously for all situations? No

Could I make improvements in my prayer life? Yes. I tend to pray more intently for situations that directly affect me or people connected to me.

I feel convicted.

If I believe prayer changes things, why do I place limitations on what I pray about and for how long? I believe God is speaking to me about this area in my walk with Him.

R My son put the television remote in the toilet. It’s been two weeks since we’ve been able to access our cable. This was a blessing and a curse: I am working to limit distractions in my life so not accessing T.V. helps me to stay focused. On the other hand, I am a person who loves to watch the news, so not having the cable on set me back on being current with events happening around the world.

With that being said, my friend told me in passing that a hurricane was expected to hit the south, but she never specified the exact location. That was last week.

Fast forward to this past weekend, I opened my Instagram to find my feed flooded with images of how Hurricane Harvey slammed Texas. As I continued to scroll, my heart began to race as I read the words: HOUSTON!

I couldn’t believe it!

I immediately grabbed my cell phone and began to dial my cousin’s number. No answer! A dark cloud of fear hovered over me.

My family lives in Houston and I was worried about their safety. Were they okay? Did they have food? Water? Did they have a plan to evacuate? Where would they go? Did they have money? What about their personal belongings? Oh, my goodness! I was WORRIED!

After finally getting in contact with them, I learned my cousins were okay. I calmed down. Then it hit me.

What could I do to physically help them anyway? The whole city was underwater! I didn’t have access to a private plane to fly down and rescue them. I could send money, but how would they get it? Besides, what would money do to help them in rising waters anyway? Even if I wanted to send them food and water, I had no way of getting it to them.

I began to pray. I prayed, I prayed, and prayed some more. I needed God to really come through for my family—to cover and save them. I wish the hurricane never happened. Especially since my family was in harm’s way.

Thankfully, my family survived the storm. But then…

I thought about ALL THE OTHER people who lost their lives, were displaced, or injured. Dag! I prayed for them.

But to be honest, I started to feel guilty. I felt like my prayers were intensified for my family: I pleaded with God to watch over my loved ones. To protect them. To keep them safe. Why weren’t my prayers more continuous and urgent for the other people affected by the storm?

Come to think about it, I do this all the time. See or hear about something, send up a “popcorn” prayer to God for the situation…and that’s it. Never taking the time to pray again. Unless the situation impacts me or someone I care about. God, please forgive me.

So, I have a new perspective: I have to pray without ceasing for EVERYTHING! There is so much chaos and turmoil around the world. People are dying. People are starving. People are homeless. People are being persecuted. People are unemployed. People are depressed. People are sick. People are doing time in prison. People are affected by natural disasters…the list goes on and on.

We need God.

BUT God needs us, too.

He needs us to be in constant communion with Him. Praying and fasting. Continuously. Not just for a moment in time, but being faithful in prayer.

Hurricane Harvey changed me. It opened my eyes to see that I need to be on my A-game. I’m going to make a donation to help the citizens of Houston. I’m going to keep lifting Houston up in prayer. I don’t want to live like I have before—hear about a catastrophic event, pray, donate, forget about it, then something else happens and the cycle continues. I am going to be proactive in my prayer life. Not waiting for things to happen before I start praying. Praying without ceasing in All situations…all the time.

It’s time for me to take my prayer life to the next level.

Signed, MrsMKauthor

D Dear God, I repent for not praying like I should. Your Word says that I should pray without ceasing. Help me to pray continuously in all situations. I pray right now that you will restore Houston. I pray that the citizens and even the animals get the assistance to bounce back from the storm. I also pray blessings for people around the world who are going through trials and tribulations. Help us to run to You during these hard times. While we may not understand why these things are happening, I pray that You will strengthen our faith. We need You.

In Jesus’ name, Amen