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Here We G.O.A.T Again…

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GOD IS THE GREATEST OF ALL TIMES AND REMAINS UNDEFEATED!!!

Last month I spent a few days in Puerto Rico. I REALLY needed the time away and was quite grateful my friend invited me and my mother to hang out and relax with her and her mother over a long weekend. I own five businesses. Five. Not all of them are public knowledge. My point is, I often feel the weight of a lot on my plate. Each of them carries a unique stress. Delegating has become a strategic ally.

I’m one of those people who needs a significant amount of quiet time. Too much noise without a break begins to feel like chaos to me. I get dressed in silence in the morning and I LOVE it. I’m engaging with God, hearing my thoughts, casting some of them down and embracing others. I’m not saying others can’t do the same through the news or music blaring, I’m just saying it’s a distraction to ME. This is one of the reasons I don’t share hotel rooms. Have you ever noticed that people who like to listen to music while getting ready in the morning, tend to assume everyone does? I’ve found it quite strange for anyone to SPLIT a room and do something that completely changes the atmosphere without asking how the other person feels about it. Now if someone is in YOUR room that you’re paying for solely, that’s different. And please don’t be a guest in someone’s room (not paying) and turn on the television or music without asking the host…that would be a bit rude, no?

Back my story. So, while in Puerto Rico, I took full advantage of the natural sounds. On one side of her mansion was the beach and the ocean maybe 100 yards from her pool, if that. On the other side of the house was the rainforest. I’ll put it this way, no one there needs to buy nature sounds on any app or machine. The birds, bugs, reptiles, whatever all of them were…the sounds were so clear. So very bold. I felt quite immersed in nature. Large crabs crawling around, their claws “click clicking” the asphalt. The 3-4′ iguanas in the front yard every morning. It was a different vibe altogether. I believe that helped me to dive into the recesses of my soul where these muddled feelings were. I was away from all distractions and expectations. No one passing my office and then stopping in and plopping down despite the fact they saw me typing, or reading, or on the phone.

In this quiet, with no deadlines, I began to feel a subtle ache in my heart and I was free to investigate what I was feeling. Finally some “me” time. No one asked why I stayed in my [guest] room for hours on end. No one pressured me to eat, binge watch with them or do ANYTHING when I didn’t feel like it. They just let me BE. It was just a wonderful time of relaxation. I had an opportunity to pause and begin processing some things that have been paining me the last few months. I had been FEELING very disappointed and let down. Of course feelings don’t always portray the truth. And that is what I needed to get at. I needed to see what was going on from God’s perspective, the perspective of His truth and not my bias towards my feelings, interests and perspectives.

A painfully fruitful process began that day and culminated last Friday morning. When He was done answering I felt light enough to SOAR. What had been bothering me and weighing me down was no longer an issue. This past week I moved in to practicing what He taught me and things have felt so much better over all. What I realized in Puerto Rico was that I had to bridge a gap between what I understood cognitively and what I actually embraced in my heart. Cognitive dissonance is dangerous. Sometimes your feelings have to catch up with your faith and if you aren’t intentional about the progress, it won’t happen.

I have six points to share with anyone who has endured a turbulent season relationally. If you find yourself hurt or frustrated over something that has pained you before, and part of your frustration is that you’re here again, this may be for you. These are the six steps that brought me OUT and I have no plans to return. Ultimately, I’m responsible for my feelings about something and hoping someone else changes or alters their thoughts or actions so that I can feel better is a bit too much to expect and the power for ME to feel better should never rest in the hands of another.

Point #1- Don’t beat yourself up over what you’re sensitive to.

Maybe you watched your next door neighbor care for a chicken from the time it was a chick to a full grown hen. You watched her give eggs to neighbors in need. And then you witnessed her grieve when the mean neighborhood mutt whose owner was never responsible enough to keep the dog locked away properly, massacred the hen. Perhaps watching the attack and how it affected people who no longer were able to enjoy eggs as much, has given you a sensitive spot for animals and people in need. Perhaps this is why you fund or work at a soup kitchen.

No one has walked in your exact shoes. So, when you are sensitive about or passionate towards something, don’t let the fact that others don’t “get it” cause you to think something is wrong with you. You simply have a different perspective. And guess what? Those people at the soup kitchen you assist are grateful for your soft spot! You may be the reason more people are helped or that they are able to eat something other than soup. No need to over explain your sensitivity. DO YOU and let those who benefit and appreciate what you have to offer be your focus instead of those who don’t understand you and condemn your position. Point your energy in the right direction! Some may NEVER understand! And while we love them too, we simply don’t debate them about hens, eggs, mean stray dogs or how that relates to being sensitive to those who are in need. They may be totally great at sending you birthday cards, but terrible at relating to or respecting certain sensitivities. If you keep expecting them to give beyond the limited capacity they’ve demonstrated in a given area, whose fault is it that you are repeatedly disappointed? Scan the room of your life and find the person you can talk chicken, hens, mean dogs and soup kitchens with. In a nutshell, appropriate your expectations. You’ll feel much better! Every person in your life is different and everyone brings something to the party. Spoons have a function, and forks a different one. Don’t expect spoons to puncture, nor forks to scoop. Lots of disappointments will be eliminated.

Point #2- Don’t Beat anyone else up over what they aren’t sensitive to.

We can communicate our wishes and still leave people the LIBERTY to be how they CHOOSE to be. Anything beyond communicating our expectations and desires and we slide into manipulating, guilting, nagging and generally feeling unhappy if people don’t behave in a way that makes us comfortable. It’s a control issue in the sense we want to control the behavior of another adult or a control issue in the sense we are giving another human being too much control over our emotional well-being.

THIS IS WHY it is important to get to know people BEFORE investing in deep relationship with them. There are ways they may choose to be that are completely damaging and offensive to you and everything you stand for. Often times we stay in unhealthy relationships because “we’re in it now” and are simply waiting for a person to change. What if they’re happy the way they are? What if it works for them? If you want someone to be different simply because it works better for you, then “they” may not be the issue at all. Kick the selfish habits and seek relationships with people who are like-minded. It’s pretty amazing how well things flow when people within a relationship ascribe to the same or similar foundational convictions. Do you really have time to teach someone to be honest, respectful or decent? Do you want them to practice (pass and fail) on you? I prefer a bit more predictability and stability as I navigate the challenges life brings. I’d prefer not to be hit with “friendly fire”. I already have to tackle the world. I don’t want to tackle or be tackled in the comfort of my own home or personal relationships. I’ve gotta have a safe place somewhere.

Point #3- Stay Tuned…

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I Gotta Get This Right…

I think I just realized something about myself. I don’t give myself much grace in some areas- at lease not the areas in which I consider myself proficient. I’m very logical. I’m very strategic. I’m very responsible. I research, compute, triple check, and double check. And I TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS. Perhaps that’s why I become annoyed when people point out the obvious, or tell me things I think, they should think I already know. It’s crazy.

I made a mistake last week and I’m having a difficult time right now giving myself grace. I feel full. I’ve already cried, so now I’m blogging, so I can flush it out and then get back to my day. I need your virtual ears. I don’t feel like talking about it. For an introvert, talking can take a lot of energy. I don’t have extra energy right now. I’m upset with myself.

So, last week I needed to give an address to someone. I remember the moment I received the text. I was working on something. I felt stretched. I felt stressed (I don’t do stress), and I quickly replied to the text with a business address, but I left off the suite number in my haste. Now, as I try to deal with two different packages that are part of the same shipment, I’m again dealing with UPS and their sub-par customer service. This is the second issue I’ve had with this company in two months. I have much better results with FedEx. And this is important. Very important and I can’t get anyone on the phone? This is business. How is it they aren’t providing support for business? But if I hadn’t messed up, I wouldn’t have to rely on their customer service at all. So, here I am again-blaming myself for making a mistake. Irritated by the fact that I left off the suite number when something was so important.

There are a few facets to this. I’ll explain.

1. I hate wasting time. I’ve called so many times and spent so long on hold- for nothing. Now I want confirmation that they’ve received my email. Calling didn’t work. The virtual chatting didn’t work. And I was supposed to be doing other things on my checklist today! Grace Kelsi, grace.

2. For one of the packages, the internet says it’s in transit and the automated service says it was delivered on 2/12. I don’t even know how to mentally process that. I want a voice on the phone! Oh yeah, they aren’t able to offer that right now, as a result of COVID-19. I feel like using a curse word. Seriously. Grace Kelsi, grace.

3. If I’m able to pick it up at receiving center, both boxes are 40 lbs. and I have to carry them pretty far to the parking lot. Not much weight? Hmmm, remember less than a year and a half ago, I couldn’t walk, lift my arms or my head. I’m very careful about what I pick up as to not trigger my back as it begins to lock very easily. So, here I am. All because I forgot to put the suite number in a text. And when I consider all I was dealing with last week, I need to give myself grace and trust things will work out. I won’t strain my back, I will have my packages in hand, and most importantly, I’ll learn this critical lesson. Mistakes DO happen even in the midst of important circumstances. I need to give more grace to myself and others. This has humbled me. Even while trying to be mindful, I made a critical error. I’m allowed. I guess. Yes, I’M ALLOWED! Grace Kelsi, grace.

I will categorize this as a new opportunity to trust God. Logistically, it is a MESS! But it isn’t too messy for Him. One day soon (and it needs to be soon), I will have my packages and all will be well. And I’m going to love myself in the process. Grace Kelsi, grace.

Let me know if y’all want me to update you as to how it all works out šŸ˜‰ !!!

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Depression is NOT a Life Sentence!!!

Some people know this (those who read my book) and some donā€™t. I lived battling suicidal ideation for a very long time. I was living and laughing amongst friends, preaching and fully immersed in ministry AND wanting to die.

When one lives with that level of depression, it isnā€™t that they donā€™t SEE reasons to live. They DO love God, their spouses, family, children, and loved ones! They just canā€™t see living with such acute pain for so much longer!

It isnā€™t always because something horrible happened (although that doesnā€™t help). Itā€™s like living with an anchor that constantly pulls the mind down to a deep dark hopeless place. Itā€™s like living with a sleep mask that never lets the light of hope be seen. We NEED hope to LIVE! Itā€™s living in deep pain without being able to articulate to your (own) self whatā€™s wrong-needless to say anyone else!

It hurts to live with it and it hurts to be so deeply misunderstood. When I would hear people talk about othersā€™ struggles, making comments like ā€œsuicide is selfishā€ or ā€œitā€™s just never that badā€, or ā€œpeople are weak- look at what Iā€™ve been throughā€, Iā€™d sink deeper into disconnection, feeling that I couldnā€™t trust my private thoughts with ANYONE.

There came a time when I got in my car and went to my mother at 4am, because I didnā€™t trust myself to make it through the night. Thereā€™s the inner conflict: wanting to want to live, but feeling like I just couldnā€™t do it anymore! She called a doctor the next morning. I was prescribed anti-depressants. Once those kicked in, I felt like I was treading instead of drowning. I had a reprieve and I began to take inventory of everything. I was able to sort through it all and come to the realization that the same God who heals cancer or the illnesses and imbalances in the pancreas, stomach, liver, and heart, is the same God who can heal the brain. The brain is an organ capable and susceptible to disease and imbalance just like the rest of them, DESPITE THE ROOT! I knew then that medication indefinitely or forever was NOT my portion. I was not willing. I knew I could be HEALED.

My prayer for the church at large is to stop being afraid. Be willing to learn and explore the healing modalities that BELONG TO GOD, yet arenā€™t popular in religious circles. Just because you, your pastor, or bishop have never heard of it doesnā€™t mean it doesnā€™t exist!!! I made the decision I wanted the joy & peace the BIBLE says is available to me!!!

Being healed of constantly living with the stress of being in crisis mode isnā€™t something I take lightly and most importantly, Iā€™m living proof that it is POSSIBLE.

After years of being in the clear, I got YHVH tattooed in Hebrew on my wrist. Itā€™s His name in its purest form, unfiltered and untranslated. Hebrew letters are ALIVE! Everyday that I see it, itā€™s a reminder that His name is the only mark that has ever and will ever go on my wrist. GLORY TO GOD!!! Itā€™s REAL to me, because I know where Iā€™ve been!!! I KNOW what Jarrid Wilson was going through. No one is exempt until one goes as deep as is necessary to be transformed. There are no shortcuts.

Please pray for Jarridā€™s wife, family, congregation, AND the many among us who are privately suffering. šŸ˜”šŸ™šŸ¾

To the religious folk regarding my tattoo and Leviticus 19:28:
1. Be careful
2. He isnā€™t dead 
3. The reason scripture says the letter killeth is because we are more loyal to our finite and often misconstrued understanding of it OVER relationship (with Him) and motive. Consider the religious sect who were angry about Jesus healing on the sabbath (the rule) and wanted to throw scripture at the Word Himself!

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Guilty!!!

I’m guilty. I don’t just mean in the past, but lately. I’ve been guilty of frustration. Guilty of impatience. We do know that patience isn’t waiting right? We’re going to wait regardless when it comes to what only God can release. Patience is actually waiting with the right attitude. We can murmur, complain and pout while we wait, or we …

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Seasons Change…

Seasons change. I have loved people that I’ve had to release, whether because of death, marriage, miles or just the expiration of a season. As life shifts, sometimes configurations change. You’ve heard it before, you have some relationships for a reason, some for a season and some for a lifetime. Not all endings are bad and bitter. That said, I …

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Jesus IS the middle….

The truth for a Christian, whether you’re ready or not, whether you like it or not, is that Jesus IS the ministry of reconciliation. He is SUPPOSED to be the CENTER of EVERY relationship you have, whether it’s marital, friendship, parental, sibling or otherwise. He will allow EVERY relationship you have to suffer and fall apart, just so that He …

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