A Beautiful Struggle

I had to go through some things to understand my right now
I'm still going through things just to get to my crown
I have to ignore some things just to make it around
All the devil's games are no longer played on my grounds
See we all get lost and that's where we are found
And our blessings begin to show up and we scream aloud
Oh so high to the heavens because it is Him who astounds
All the enemies who want you to slip up with a crowd
Who will laugh and watch and make up hateful plots
Designed to have you to lose and amuse I WILL NOT!
Because the butterflies of blessings has my stomach in knots
And I'm in untangle season so disregard my shots
That I'm about to take because I'm aiming for more
And I'ma obey my directions; no need to go to war
With myself about things I want an instant answer for
Just know my faith is getting stronger with every unopened door
But as I continue knocking, I just want to say
The struggle is real, but beautiful in it's own special way
Cause the lesson I'm learning leaves me yearning to pray
Longer, harder, and deeper but believing in Jesus it's okay
So a "Thank You" is in order
For that blood disorder
That you delivered me from which stopped my panic disorders
Because it was you who had ordered
All my steps and recorded
The growth you need me to see so I can trust you while sober
And I thank you again for every mistake I made
Because without them I wouldn't be the woman you made
And I made up my mind
It's to you I'll confide
Because you designed this beautiful struggle
and from you I cannot hide...

Lord please, ExcuseMyKharisma!

(c)Copyrighted September 2014

Harris

The Coffee Shop – PT 2

The coffee shop is PACKED this morning! Frank is yelling out orders and I only see one seat available at the counter top. As I fight my way to my normal seat, I finally take off my jacket as I prepare to sit down in the quaint and crowded establishment.

I hear “Good Morning Faith!” as I’m searching for my cell in my purse,

“Hey Frankie! I’ll take my regular Hun.”

“I’m not sure about Frank. But I am well.”

I looked over to my right and saw Harris giving me the same gracious smile as yesterday,

“Harris?”

“Terrance. You can call me Terrance. How did you know my last name?”

Now don’t I feel like a damn stalker?

“Whelp, you never seem to pick up your order the first time they call your name so I think anyone who is a regular can identify you as ‘Harris’ sir.”

We both let out an overbearing laugh. When it was over, we stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. Terrance reached over to fix my hair when I looked down out of nervousness. He said, “Come take a ride with me.” Then all I heard,

“Power 105.1 It’s the Breakfast Club! Good Morning,” says DJ Envy as he does each morning. “Damn it! I was dreaming!” Immediately, I pulled the covers over my head. But I was certainly ready to see Harris this morning as I crawled out of bed.

Stay Tuned

ExcuseMyKharisma

Harris

The Coffee Shop – PT 1

“Harris order up!” I snapped out of my ‘Damn, I gotta go to work in 45 minutes’ daze. I sipped my coffee to get my mind right and hopefully wash down any left over bagel pieces stuck in my teeth.  I’ve never been so relived to hear the overweight Italian guy with the belly hugging T-shirt to continuously yell, “Harris! Order up!”  That gave me more time to check for crumbs and at least apply a coat of Blistex to my lips.

He, who I only know as ‘Harris’, dashes up as I place my make up bag back into my purse. Smooth, he didn’t catch me. “Apologies Frank! I was on a call,” he said as he grabbed his order. I couldn’t help but to internally quiver as his baritone voice dressed in a tailored suit, standing at 6”2, covered in chocolate skin spoke with such eloquence.

I can only assume that he is from this area. His confidence was radiant and everyone seemed to know him. As he paid for his items, he turned around and gave me the most beautiful smile, “Have a good day miss,” as he walks out the door. And as always, my mind went with him too.

I saw myself getting in his car as he opened the door for me until I heard, “Faith! Order up!” Even though I didn’t get in that car, I have another opportunity to make it reality tomorrow morning.

Stay Tuned

ExcuseMyKharisma

The Coffee Shop – PT 1