“This month shall be unto you the beginning of months: it shall be the first month of the year to you.” Exodus 12:2

So with that said, if you read the entire passage you will discover that the new year does not begin in the middle of Winter, but at the beginning of Spring. Honestly it makes more sense being that Spring is the beginning of new life so what better time to start the new year. I really believe the Most High Elohim knew what he was doing when he choose this time to begin the new year. The middle of the winter just doesn’t make much sense and if you do your own research you’ll find that the new year celebration in January is all pagan man made tradition.

So how did we bring the new year in? The same way our Hebrew ancestors did. We baked unleavened bread, roasted meat with bitter herbs(horseradish) and drank wine(kosher grape juice). We also read the last supper passage and the passage of when our ancestors were freed from slavery in Egypt.

What else has been going on? Well I moved to a new apartment, my little sister had my nephew, and I opened my online hair store. I was able to watch my sister give birth which was fascinating being that was the first time I’ve ever witnessed such a beautiful thing.

My New Place

My new apartment is very quiet and peaceful. I love it here.  The only issue is when people block my garage so I can’t park in it. The last time that happened I was able to speak to the owner of the vehicle whom kept doing it. I was pretty upset so I’m sure she won’t pull that mess again.

Ambrosia Hair

My haircare business has been going pretty well. I made over $900 in a week and a half and I hope it continues that way. I did however have a mishap where I had to recall a batch of hair creme because I forgot to put the preservative in it (during the week my sis had a baby, I moved, my friend got married whom my son was ring bearer and I had to pick up Micah 3.5 hours away to DJ her wedding). Thankfully it was a small batch which I promptly replaced with my customers. Everyone was accepting of my apology and allowed me to make it right accept for one customer whom did nothing but bash and complain about it. She asked for a refund and I gave her it still replacing her creme for free. I was really stressed out about this whole ordeal because this is my business which I depend on to pay the bills. I was so afraid that it would ruin me, but after everything I did to try to fix the issue I’ve come to the realization that you can’t please everyone no matter what you do. I exhaled deeply and decided to just let it go. I did my best and I believe my best is good enough even if everyone else doesn’t think so. That is how I intend on maintaining my business, by giving it my all. I am sure with prayer and hard work my company will be successful.

My Love Life

Micah and I are still together and very happy indeed. He will be moving back to Cleveland next month to attend school here since he was offered a teaching  job at the college during his senior year. I am so proud of my baby, and I can’t express enough how good he makes me feel. He is so positive and he supports me despite all my insecurities. I don’t want to rush a thing, but I have to admit this man has my heart.

Sunday is my clean up day so I was inside washing clothes, sweeping, mopping, washing dishes etc., while listening to my CD. My boys were outside in the backyard playing when my 8 year-old, Elijah comes inside telling me that a man was outside trying to touch and grab them! At this time I was in the kitchen making them lunch while on the phone with my uncle. I then ran outside and I didn’t see anyone, but I made the other 2 come inside as well and called the police.

I asked my son exactly what happened in detail and from what he explained, a young black man around the age 18-22 driving a blue Pontiac with a big white dog in the car pulled up in my driveway and parked his car in the front. He then then walked to the backyard and grabbed Jeremiah and Elijah by the arm with one hand and grabbed Destin with the other arm and proceeded to walk them to his car. My son stepped on the man’s foot (Elijah), and told him he was going to get his mommy. The man then let them go, ran back to his car, backed out of my driveway and drove off fast.

After reading the above what does this sound like to you? I do not have any issues with anyone in the area or in any surrounding area, and how does someone have the nerve to actually walk into my backyard? Why is something like this all of a sudden happening now? Why was the so-called kidnapper so stupid in the way he planned his attempt? Do you think what I am thinking?

When  I told my mom, she immediately assumed Brian had something to do with it. I also feel like he may have played a part in it as well because of how weird the events played out. These aren’t even his children and to go that great length to hurt me is very stupid and psychotic.  It could have also been random, but it really didn’t make any sense. I really feel like it was set up by someone I know and the only person I can think of is Brian. If he is in fact reading this, know this. If you are that stupid you are treading in dangerous water and you are setting yourself up for destruction, so I’d advise you to leave me and my family the fuck alone!

I am very proud of Elijah though. He gave such a detailed description of the man from his head to his feet to the officer that took the report. I really hope I never see that person for their own sake. I do not play when it comes to my children.

I couldn’t even sleep Sunday night. I just laid there all night thinking about what would’ve happened had that man succeeded in kidnapping my children. What a way to begin my first day of work! I had to go to work completely exhausted due to not getting any rest at all. It’s already bad enough I have to work in my third trimester of pregnancy, but to be tired from lack of sleep makes it worst. All in all, I am truly blessed by God. I have a rather decent job, my children are safe and sound, I have a loving family, and great friends. I also found out that my pregnancy will not effect my job now. I was originally going to be hired full-time, but since the attendance policy is so strict and I am so far in my pregnancy, my 90 days wouldn’t be up so I got hired as a PRN instead so my attendance wouldn’t effect my job. I can just sign up for as many 3rd shift positions or what positions are open as I want and work without having a permanent schedule. I can then take a few weeks off when I have the baby and when I come back, apply for the full-time position without having my employment affected. God works in mysterious ways doesn’t He?

No matter what people do to me, He will always provide for me and make a way out of no way. I put my situation in His hands and look at my results? Satan works through others to bring me down, but the power and strength of God is greater than any demonic energy that comes against me. Prayer does work and God does hear me all the time.

Maybe this is the time I should be counting my blessings. Complaining about my situation isn’t going to make it better, but it won’t make it worse either. I pray for faith every night too, because when things like this keeps going wrong, I begin to feel like I am losing my faith. Sometimes I feel like what’s the point of praying? It seems like nothing is going to get any better no matter how much I pray, but I have to find it within myself to have the faith of Job and pray even more when it gets tough. Now that I think about it, he had it worse than me. I don’t even know if I’d be strong enough to still praise and/or pray to God if I suffered like he suffered…

I’ve been through so much in my small life…

I remember during one of the toughest times in my life. I was lying on the carpet in my apartment in Florida. An abusive psychopath was sitting on my chest chocking me after already beating me and drowning my face a hair with a can of beer. It was then, in all my tears and agony that I pleaded for God’s help and even though it wasn’t a “supernatural” happening. Help arrived and I was delivered from evil.

So I guess writing in this blog helped me a bit this morning. I’m going to go pray now. It’s all I can really do. And ask God to forgive me for my anger. I really wish I could just humble myself at times. It is painful to my soul to be as angry and as full of total rage as I was today.

Goodnite, or should I say, Goodmorning.

This dream is usually a different scenario, but it always carries the same characteristics: the moon turning black and the great Tribulation period beginning. The dream started with me being chased by a demon possessed man whom was trying to stab me with an icepick. I ran outside and down the street and it was raining profusely. The rain was actually pouring from the sky like a pitcher and the city was being flooded. As I ran I finally got to my Mom’s house where the boys were. My mom gave them to me and my husband whom appeared suddenly, but we had no car and there was no way we could get to high ground with three children and no car. I told my Mom that we needed one of their vehicles (they have 3 cars). She refused. I told her that if she never hears from us again it will be because we drowned in the water since she couldn’t help us. She then gave us her car. I buckled the boys in and my husband got in the drivers seat. I told him to move over to the passengers side because 1 he can’t drive very well, 2 it’s my Mom’s vehicle, and 3 I was the only one that knew where the flooding was the worst from running through it. He acted as if he had an attitude. I didn’t really care much and began to pull out of the driveway as I looked up to the sky to observe the moon which was very huge – like it was very close to the Earth and it was also daylight. I watched as the moon began to turn to darkness as I prayed for God to forgive me for my sins.

I have had recurrent dreams of the moon turning to darkness for as long as I can remember. I’ve also dreamed of airplanes falling from the sky during the time of Armageddon. I don’t know why I keep having these dreams or what the visions really mean. All I can do is pray for God to give me some answers to what it all means.

In other news, in case you are wondering why I’ve been sick for the last few months it’s because I am pregnant. I have concluded that this will be my last child I birth. I want a daughter, but even if I am not blessed with a girl I will not be having any more children. Being pregnant is very tiresome and I have complications with every pregnancy. I bleed every time I’m pregnant and this is the last time I’m going to put myself through this. I’ve already been to the ER twice, 2 days ago was the last time I was there. I am 12 weeks pregnant today. I wanted to wait until I passed that 12 week mark before announcing it because I wanted to be pass the high risk of miscarriage.