Category Archives: Love

A New Sunday!

Today is a new “today”. It didn’t come before. It won’t come again. Today is a unique day.

God’s mercy is new today, everyday and certainly today, Sunday. Aren’t you excited about the fact that your LORD adds this unique day in your age? I’m!

So let’s go today to the house of worship to give thanks, praises and glories to our God together with brothers and sisters in Christ! ///

The Airplane is from God; the airport is from us!

If it has been long since you laughed at yourself or somebody else, I sure invite you to come to my house and take one of the Banko’s with you for a week. Don’t worry, I won’t charge you.

These people know how to crack up even the most serious person you can ever find.

You see, I spend most of my time dealing with very serious life issues. So, it is sometimes hard for me to smile, let alone laugh.

But God is good all the time. He blessed me with these funny families who know how to crack me up. You have no idea how funny my Berhan is and the kids are picking up from him very well. They usually make my day! Like yesterday! Continue reading The Airplane is from God; the airport is from us!

“Hands up! Don’t shoot!”

I am sure you all have heard about the 18 year-old African American, Michael Brown, from Ferguson, Missouri, who was killed by an Officer Darren Wilson, on Aug. 09, 2014.

I cried when I first heard the news and asked myself this question: “If Michael was my son, and if I happened to be at the scene before Michael hit the ground, what would I say to Officer Wilson?”

It didn’t take me too long to come up with an answer because I’m a mother of two young handsome black boys.

While my tears were rolling down my face, I said to myself, Continue reading “Hands up! Don’t shoot!”

Whac-A-Mole

I love playing Whac-A-Mole game. Wikipdia defined Whac-A-Male game this way:

“A typical Whac-A-Mole machine consists of a large, waist-level cabinet with five holes in its top and a large, soft, black mallet. Each hole contains a single plastic mole and the machinery necessary to move it up and down. Once the game starts, the moles will begin to pop up from their holes at random. The object of the game is to force the individual moles back into their holes by hitting them directly on the head with the mallet, thereby adding to the player’s score. The quicker this is done the higher the final score will be.”

From all the kids’ games, I love playing Whac-A-Mole and I am sure you know the reason. I love it because it is easy. All you have to do is you hold on to your “hammer” and bung the head of every mole which tries to come out of its hole. No matter how much that mole tries, if you “bung” it, it will go back down to its hole. It doesn’t need your prayers, it doesn’t require your brain, it doesn’t need your hard work either. You just stand on a side and bung, bung, bung, bung! And if you bung lots of moles and able to keep them right back to their holes, the machine will declare that you are the winner. Continue reading Whac-A-Mole

An Imposter!

Do you know the meaning of the word: “imposter?”

It means: a person who practices deception under an assumed character, identity, or name.

The one word that is very close to the word impostor is masquerade. And the word masquerade is defined as: false outward show; disguise.

A masquerade or an imposter leads a double life. He may look from the outside as someone who is a serious servant of God who doesn’t compromise but in his/her private life, he/she leads a sinful life.

Do you know if a person chooses to be an “imposter” he/she can get to the point where nobody can help him/her?

If for example a husband who is an imposter has a marriage problem and goes to marriage counseling, he presents himself to the counselor as someone who is very spiritual. And the counselor looks at his wife with a suspicious look that says, “Why are you complaining about this kind and spiritual man?”

Wow! Do you know that nobody can help an imposter, not even God? Nobody! Until he/she comes to his/her senses and says to him/herself, “Enough of this life,” he/she lives in darkness. It doesn’t matter if he/she goes to the church and gets involved in a ministry; he/she lives in darkness.

Do you know a big imposter? You guessed it! It is the devil! Listen what the Bible says:

“For such people are false apostles, deceitful workers, masquerading as apostles of Christ. And no wonder, for Satan himself masquerades as an angel of light. It is not surprising, then, if his servants also masquerade as servants of righteousness. Their end will be what their actions deserve.” 2 Corinthians 11:13-15

Who are we lying to when we masquerade and impose? To no one but ourselves!

Abraham Lincoln once said, “You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time.”

That means God knows who we really are and other people will eventually come to know who we really are. So when we impose, we pretty much lying to nobody but to ourselves. Think about it!

Let’s be true to ourselves, others and God because that is where we find our healing. ///

Are you a Thermostat or a Thermometer?

A thermometer doesn’t have its own temperature. It tells you the surrounding temperature it is in.

If you stick it under your arm, it reads 98.9 degree Fahrenheit. If you take it out and stick the same thermometer in your deep freezer, it reads -20F. Why? It is a thermometer. It has no “temperature” of its own.

Well, that is not the story with a thermostat! Wow! Thermostat sets its own temperature and takes possession of its surrounding! Its surrounding won’t tell it at what temperature it needs to run! Oh, no! The thermostat itself tells its surrounding at what temperature it needs to exist! Continue reading Are you a Thermostat or a Thermometer?

I love Identity Question because it is very easy to answer!

A4P Guest: I came to your page two weeks ago. First, I thought you were a feminist. Then I thought you were one of those politically complicated to figure out women who vote for those dictator men. I’m confused now. So, which one are you?

A4P: Neither!

A4P Guest: Then who are you?

A4P: I’m a daughter of God! Until you read all my posts I so far posted, it will be very hard for you to find me a group where you can categorize me perfectly. Tricky! Tricky!, ///

Freedom of Speech on Social Media

I heard the news on my way back from my kids’ basketball game yesterday night. I wanted to write this before I went to bed because I was totally “SPENT.” So, as usual, I prayed so that God would give me this day to write about it. Praise the LORD! God gave this day!

So, on the news yesterday, they said that freedom of speech had to be “reevaluated” once more “because some people are using social media to “target and assault” individuals.” The lady who was interviewed (from my memory, not word by word) said, “Facebook and other social media are targeting, for example, women.” Continue reading Freedom of Speech on Social Media

“The devil is trying to keep me away from my call”

A4P Guest: I’ve been married for the last four years now. We have a 2 year old daughter and a one year old son. God and the things of God have a special place in my heart. And I know that God called me to a ministry, to get involved in counseling and leading the prayer group in our church. However it is getting very hard for me to attend church programs and prayer meetings because my kids cry a lot whenever I go out of the house and my husband doesn’t want me to get involved in any church ministry. Jesus said, “If anyone comes to me and does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters—yes, even their own life—such a person cannot be my disciple.” Luke 14:26 – and last week, I meditated this Bible verse for the whole day and decided to go to church for a prayer meeting, even if my kids were crying and my husband was pouting. When I got there, the pastor asked me to lead the prayer meeting and everybody was blessed beyond measure. So that night I realized that it was the devil who was behind all these; trying to keep me away from my call. Please tell me how I can fight the devil. Continue reading “The devil is trying to keep me away from my call”

I Can’t Keep My Cool

– – – because I am a woman!

Well, let me say this before somebody out there gets mad at me.

Some women can keep their cool from month to month and from year to year; and we are very thankful for them. But some of us are struggling at least for three or four days out of a month trying to keep our “nice attitude” from turning into a nightmare. And during those few days of the month, we scare the people who live with us to death.

My Berhan knows how to go around my mood but my kids used to struggle to understand it. When they were little, it was a very strange and sometimes scary moment for them. Continue reading I Can’t Keep My Cool