Wow! Today has been three weeks of my dad's transition. Hmmm, that explains why I'm feeling some kind of way. God has a way of doing things that just leaves us feeling confused. And that confusion can cloud our judgement, although it shouldn't. However, we have to stay on course, keep the faith, and reframe from distraction of what the prize truly is for our lives. Although, my dad is sitting up in heaven watching over his girls (mommy, Bri, and myself) there's still a void that brings some level of confusion to my humanness spirit. This void juggles my emotions and places me in a space where "movin kits" feels impossible. However, I can't allow that confusing spirit to hold me back to what my calling may be. As Pastor T.D. Jakes states, "It is possible for you to get a grip on the thing that used to have a grip on you. And instead of it controlling you...you are now controlling it". And with that said, I will not allow this spirit of confusion overtake me that I don't control making my destiny fruitful and productive.
Be Blessed!
