It’s The Small Things….

Today, I was in the workroom, which is a place where our mailboxes are located, fax machine, and copier.  Even the cookies that are freshly baked every day, can be found in this room.  While the receptionist walked in and out, I stood there struggling to detach this staple from a document because I couldn’t find a staple remover.

Approximately, one hour later, I went back to the same old workroom and as usual needed a staple remover. As I gathered the paperwork, there was a staple remover in clear sight.  My inside shouted, “YES!”  Amazingly, I had a good guess who placed that staple remover there.  I peeked around the door and asked the receptionist, “Did you put this staple remover in here?” As I held it in my hand.  She smiled, “Yes. Awl you noticed that?  Thank you!  WOW!”

As I removed the staple with ease, I write the words felt in my spirit.

It’s the small things….

Something so small as a darn staple remover, proved to be confirmation of HIS Holy Word

The receptionist, who manages the office, saw one of the workers had a need

She supplied it without making a shout, I didn’t have to ask

She gently placed what I needed within my reach, in clear view

Just as Our Heavenly Father watches HIS children

To ensure they have everything they need!

“And my God will meet ALL your needs according to the riches of HIS glory in Christ Jesus.”- Philippians 4:19

Mothering Reflects God- A Mother’s Day Poem

Just like the womb, our planet earth supports all forms of life.

Not speaking of a wife, housewife or even a midwife.

It is time to express who the mother is to us all.

She accepts change with beauty and grace: she flows like a waterfall.

She rises every morning to care for her young.

Mom carries the torch for all to see; yes, just like the sun.

Through struggle and trouble, she won’t fall apart.

She holds steadfast despite the weather; blooming like a bleeding heart.

Mother teaches humans to express emotion.

Her tears of pain and joy; enough to fill an ocean.

She works hard to supply; her youth comes from a fountain.

Mother, an imprint of God’s work, that of a mountain.

Her spirit of concern and comfort, comes with a guarantee.

Life as it exists, shall protect and shield us all; like the summer trees.

And we should take care of her, earth, to preserve the perfectly balanced planet that utilizes all the energy inside of her to keep moving around a source of light, the sun. 

And we should take care of her, mother, to preserve all existence on fertile ground, for she is the chosen vessel to bring forth life, from God Almighty.

Isaiah 66:13 “As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.”     .

Sheyda

 

Let’s talk about love 

Sadly, many of you don’t know what love is; that it’s unconditional, wrapped in acceptance, gentleness and tied with a bow of understanding. A present, it is…that most refuse to gift themselves. Surely, you treat a stranger better than you. You don’t know when and who to love; for, it chooses you. You don’t know how to love; because you observe others more than yourself. You can’t understand why love feels far away; indeed, you walk in defeat. You look for it, don’t know where it resides; because it’s everywhere. 

A GOOD Work in Progress

Even my best requires me to be better. 

Some days, I forget my goals

To be: healthier, richer, livelier 

Then, suddenly I’m reminded. 

Through someone’s cry of heartache 

I’m focused right now, I promise 

To save myself. By attracting the good doctor. 

Then, I shall show and tell what I know. 

“WE” A Black American History Poem/Prayer

WE thank the Lord for this glorious day!

WE thank the Lord for those that paved the way!

The herald voice of Mahalia Jackson, WE hear YOUR love.

WE are forever grateful, for freedom felt from above.

The intellect and grace you give, is never partial.

For, WE see YOUR goodness in Thurgood Marshall.

To the many embodied with endurance, who made a landmark-

Refused to give up, like Barack Obama and Rosa Parks.

For, YOUR hope covers us like an umbrella,

The same comfort YOU gave Nelson Mandela.

During times of white hooded sheets and police,

WE thank YOU Lord for YOUR peace.

In your appointed and anointed one, Martin Luther King-

WE saw your insight, courage and light; WE saw everything.

Like Muhammad Ali, Jackie Robinson and Jessie Owens;

YOU brought us faith and patience, seen thru the eyes of great ones.

For the ones YOU instill with wisdom like Harriet Tubman,

WE give you all the praise, honor and glory…AMEN AMEN AMEN!

 

Sheyda Irani

 

 

 

Connected, Bonded, and Linked with All Creations…

Are we all, really connected?  Yes, I’ve heard of the concept but, what does that really entail?  To be quite honest, I don’t feel connected to the racist skinhead who spews hatred, every chance they get.  I don’t feel connected to a pedophile who looks at children as sex symbols.  So, I had to dig deep and find what this really means.  And this is what I’ve concluded thus far.

All of God’s creations seem to have many characteristics that are alike.  Take for instance, the physical likeness of ROOTS.  Not the movie Roots, but the sprout out like roots, seen in plants and trees.  But, if we look at the circulatory system of the brain, heart and lungs, we’ll see they’re very similar.

Consider, all the amazing things that are in the shape of a circle; they all have a CORE.  For instance, travel up beyond the clouds, and see how similar the stars, sun, planets and black holes are to all living cells and its nucleus.

Take into account, the cochlea of the ear that’s uniquely shaped like the snail, a snake embryo and a particular type of seashell.  And of course, we can’t forget the kidneys. They’re shaped like a shrimp and just like the bean- kidney beans.

I always pondered what lies on the other side of a black hole.  Suddenly, this evening I thought, what if the other side is something like the optic nerve.  Amazingly, I find the black hole so similar to the pupil and iris.  For, the function of the optic nerve, is to transfer the images from the retina directly to the brain and back.  It’s mind-blowing to think about this possibility.  Since, one optic nerve has over a million of nerve fibers attached.  Can you imagine how much energy is behind the black hole?  Jaw-dropping!

So, my final analysis is this: obviously, all God’s creations are more similar than not. Which, proves that Yes; we’re connected in a divine way.  We’re linked in a way that surpasses our understanding.  That, I’m sure given the patience and wisdom, we could see that all of the answers to our problems- are found in each other.  That maybe, just maybe the ants and flies that get on our nerves, may be the answer to the common cold.  Every problem has a solution, right?  And maybe just maybe, behind every black hole is an optic nerve like structure.  Which is directly linked to a brain center……

Matthew 6:22, “The eye is the lamp of the body. If your eyes are healthy, your whole body will be full of light.” (NIV)

“The eyes are the window of the soul.”- English Proverb

 

 

Bring It- just not lemons.

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I will not be devoured.

By poisonous thoughts, old and new.

I will not collapse into a lifeless state of being;

By skeletons who call themselves, secrets.

I will not have a mental meltdown,

By the pressure found in me.

I will smash back death,

With every vulnerable cell, fueled by sugar.

With every pure thought devoured into darkness

I will spew out another one, and another…

Hoping they bind together in light, and manifest into fruit.

Anything but lemons.  No more lemons.