Thank you Vivian Malone Jones!

Just up, for no reason at all, reading for the most part but really just up. I might have insomnia; it's impossible for me to go to sleep before 4am or I might just be crazy. lol. But whatever it is... it doesn't bother me. Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about the death of Vivian Jones and just how grateful I am to be, not only an African-American person, but an African-American woman with the opportunity to attend the university of Alabama. Considering the history, I am happy and proud everyday I attend class or walk around this campus because someone was courageous enough to take a stand for what he/she believed in. (Thank you!) I laugh to myself thinking, "Ol' George Wallace is probably rolling over in his grave as all of these INTELLIGENT men and women of "color" get an education at what was once his institution" HAHA! Seriously, I'm VERY thankful and I feel so blessed. I guess that's the overall mood of the week because life is too short people. I have my moments and I get completely bent out of shape and stressed out over um let's see.... EVERYTHING, lol, but at the end of the day, when I am able to breathe and gather myself, I realize how blessed I am, how everything will be okay, and I look up and I say, "thank you!" (R.I.P. VMJ) Have a good night!

Psalms 147:11

I woke up today and decided to let go,
of all the stress and the mess, I wanted to know, but decided to guess.
The idea came to me, something new, something fresh.
By the order of HIM, I know I’m being blessed.
I opened my eyes and I finally saw the light.
Peace within me, of all that is right.
Through the evil of confusion, questions I have.
Going forward, without looking back.
I prayed for a sign, HE made it clear as day.
Created a path, without asking for a way.
Answering my prayers, as I fall to my knees.
Opening my heart, as HE gives me what I need.
I woke up today and claimed it as new.
No more gray clouds of moments untrue.
I found myself, wearing two left shoes.
Walking like God as I do what I do.
But the footprints I leave are ones not of me.
I asked God last night, to set my spirit free.
In this service, being all I can be.
I woke up this morning with the ability to see….

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