Inspirational messages that are written to help and encourage readers. Life has many hills and valleys. If there is something that can be said to let people see and know their value and strength, then, Oreadea's Inspirations blog has done its job. No one should feel alone, worthless, or helpless. Everyone has purpose and value. And yes, we are here for your hair and skin too. You thought we forgot; noooo way:)
I am going to leave this post up just for a couple more days. These young ladies are so awesome. I will resume What is Your Monday Song, next Monday.
These two young ladies are battling cancer and they are so strong and inspiring. In the first photo is Kyssi, the daughter of a friend of mine and in the next photo is actually a video of Talia, a youtuber, +TaliaJoy StayStrong sharing her journey. She has outstanding make up tutorials.
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How far are you willing to roll up your sleeves and work on all that you see in your future. It is not an illusion; it is very real, you are actually seeing your tomorrow. Your hopes and dreams you can imagine, because you can make them come true.
If others can dare to climb Mount Kilimanjaro and in fact live to tell about it, then why not take your steps. Fear is not our companion, sure it will stick around, be there when your down, shadow you throughout your day, try to be your BFF, but it is up to us to give fear a ticket to ride the other way.
Everyday when you look in the mirror, tell yourself, I deserve it, I am worth it and I believe in me. Then, go do something about you that makes success your story.
There
is much to be said about humankind and what people go through. Today,
it could be me tomorrow you; this is what we must remember. This is no
class of people better than another and we are all human not kind of
human, or almost, or not quite, but we are human. People of all colors
are subject to hunger, homelessness, addictions and abuse. So, we must
not judge anyone, but care about everyone. We may not be able to help,
but we can care. Everyone is loved by someone. I can not speak to
everyone's origin of their circumstance or their story, but I think it
is o.k. to want the world to be better. We have to be mindful of how
what we say and do can affect others. Some become addicts due to
childhood trauma and abuse that they never shared with anyone. Some
live based on the seed they have sewn in life. We just do not know, but
if when we see others that are down, we can at least give a kind word
or simply a prayer in our hearts.
Years
ago, my brother called me one day and said that there was a homeless
man that he usually bought milk for who spent time outside of a local 7
eleven store and that it was his day to buy milk, but could not make it,
but if I could get him the milk or whenever I saw him. I lived by the
store so I told him sure I could get him milk. I said to him wow, I did
not know that, my brother told me that he had been making sure that he
had milk for quite awhile and that he had so many stories about life
that were on point. He went on to tell me how one day when he bought
him some milk he said to him him, "young man never give up, you may give
out, but never give up." He told him that he was old and lived many
years, but as long as you never give up than you are o.k. My brother
said he really had a positive impact on him, here is someone who had no
home, but so much heart and spirit that he wanted to encourage someone
else.
So,
one day I went to the store and there he was, so I told him who I was
and he said oh yea and described my brother. I told I would go in the
store and get him milk, I did, then I asked him why do you only want
milk? He said to me that he was trying to nourish his bones, he did not
want to become feeble and unable to walk, because he had to walk a lot
to find places to sleep and he did not eat healthy, but he knew that
milk would help his bones. He thanked me and I left. O.k., here I go,
I was positively impacted just like my brother Lan. This man had a
sense of wanting to live and determination. Time went on and my brother
and I continued to visit him at the store until he just was not there
anymore. This went on over a period of a couple of years. We somewhat
thought the worst, he was an older man, but at best, he found a place to
live.
Humanity
is not just for those that have, but for those that have not, because
those that have not material things can have so much inspiration.
Take
a listen to the Christopher Vernardo, a homeless man on the video
singing a song that he composed about his life on the streets of L.A.
and what he has seen.
Not sure why he was made to take off his hat and turn, turn as if taking a mug shot, but......
Found on youtube (Christopher Vernardo) A Man With A Gift
My Monday song
is "Wait On The Lord" by Donnie McClurkin and Karen Clarke Sheard
Video posted by +Collins Uzochi
It is so easy to become frustrated by the process of waiting for relief from a bad situation, but faith with waiting sustains us until God moves to show those that thought they were out smarting the law of reaping what you sow that they are not so smart. But, we must wait on the Lord.
I would like like to wish all the fathers and father figures a Happy Father's Day. I am truly grateful for my father; he is such a man of faith and so kindhearted and has been this way all of my life. He is the best dad and I love him so much, always having time to listen and to try and be helpful and understanding. I mentioned in an earlier post how when I was growing up, after long days of work, in his suit and dress shoes, he would step out of the car and race me to the corner of our block and back home. This was pretty much everyday. Then the neighborhood boys would so conveniently play football in front of our home and would call my dad's name, they would throw him the ball and he would play catch with them, still in his suit and hard shoes.
I am an activist/advocate today, because of my dad. When I was growing up, he would take me with him as he worked as a volunteer in various communities. He was always giving of himself through community service. I recall a local school heard about him and asked that he adopt the school and help the impoverished students. He accepted and started a campaign to get shoes not just for the students, but for each family member who lived with the student. So many students had holes in their shoes. I recall saying to my dad, "how are you going to get shoes for everyone in the family/" He began explaining how he was really poor as a child and he had holes in the bottoms of his shoes, so, he would use cardboard to put in the bottom so that the bottoms of his feet would have some protection from the ground. He was on a mission and was successful in getting shoes for these families. He launched a campaign on his job, at church and in several neighborhoods across the city and on his own. Then, he delivered all of these shoes to each household. He eventually, received more calls to adopt schools and as much work as it took, he continued adopting schools, he moved from campaigning for shoes to adding clothes. As others heard of him they would donate huge bags of shoes and clothes and again, he would deliver to each family. He helped the young, the elderly and everyone in between. He was able to get so many people jobs by helping them find agencies that taught how to write resumes, build interviewing skills and who donated clothes for job interviews.
It was touching when he retired from his day job and I say day job, because, years later he is still trying to help people, it is just who he is. Getting back to the point, to his surprise at his retirement a large section of the room was filled with men and women who he helped and many spoke of how he stepped in and helped them one no one else would. At one point, all them surrounded him and hugged him and cried so hard. I just looked at everyone that my dad helped, all of these people and they are really crying. Then his co-workers began crying; I do not think there was a dry eye in the house, It really touched me and today, I remain inspired to make a difference in the lives of others.
He has always been strong through adversity and always held on to God's word no matter what. He is so spiritual and I am a witness that his faith has brought him thus far.
Thank you daddy, I love you so, so much. You are my hero:)
A tribute to my dad and other dads and daddy figures