I have always aspired to write even as a young teenager, I would write poetry and short stories. These stories would elevate my spirit, my consciousness, and it trained me to think objectively and logically. I believe that most people that develop a love for writing have an inner voice that has a need to be heard. There is something spiritual about putting things into words on paper, even if no one else ever gets to read them. Don’t be fearful to just take out a notebook and write. Dust of that laptop and type. Our experiences and feelings are apart of who we are and makes us unique individuals. Exposing us to obstacles, joys, misfortunes, and a host of woes that can sometimes wear us down. I can testify to all of the above and it is through my faith and my writing that I have developed a strong sense of self. I am far from perfect, no pedestal to be placed beneath my feet. I have made decision that have not always turned out to be in anyone’s best interest. I have always been a person that tried to do the right things, but our choices can haunt us, or through honest reflection it can change us for the better. I decided to develop this blog because I want others to dig deep and find what holds you down and prevents you from reaching your fullest potential. I know so many individuals that let their misfortunes weight them down to the point where it stagnates us. The key is DELIVERANCE.. I longed for a word to attach to this ability to let go and let God, but in conversation with my Aunt Margret, it hit me. That truly to let go and let God, we have to pray for Deliverance. You will know when you truly have faith and trust in the lord. He will cast all those worries away.

From where my strength has come… I called my blog “ONE HEART” because I suffered five heart attacks and I am just fifty-one years of age. I realize that God has left me here on earth for a particular reason and I am blessed each day with no worries. I am not afraid to go because when God whispers to my heart, I have no choice. Meanwhile, I would like to write and tell somebody what God has done for me.

From the beginning I have always felt blessed. Being able to purchase my first home at twenty-eight in the City of New York. After a failed attempt at marriage, I had to rely on God for my strength. In turn God blessed me with promotions on my job and a home for my child. I am not going to say that any of this came without tears, or heartbreak. What it did bring was prayer and trusting that God would provide. I did not have a husband any longer, but God was more than any husband could ever be. The absences of companionship was apparent, but my heart took comfort that my Lord God would not forsake me and I would never abandon my love for him. Man had that ability, but the unconditional love of God is what covered me each night. My worries were carried for me and the weight did not hold me down like heavy bricks on the backs of men and women with no faith in God. How could I doubt that there was indeed a greater power when my help cometh from the Lord. The bible tells us in Psalm 121, I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber. ” I believe truly that my heavenly father has the power to avenge anything that the devil could create for me. I am not saying at all that I lived an exemplary life, or christian life at all times because that would be so far from the truth. What I would like to convey is that the spirit of the Lord in all his glory can deliver us from any obstacle and provide the wholeness even when we may not have all that we desire. I trust in thee and although, my body may fail me in regard to my heart disease and any other affliction that may come, I will remember Job and hold fast to what I know to be true.