11-8-2015

11-8-2015
Today is a new day God.  I mean that more than I've ever meant it before lol.  It's funny that it's the 8th too - the number of new beginnings.  I'm excited about it.  I want to be sad - my flesh wants to cry and throw tantrums and scream and be angry - but I know that great things are in store for me.  They always are.  I just get so impatient and I just want everything right now...still do...but I must realize that I do have everything because I have God.  I believe you'll get me through whatever it is that I face.  With you all things are possible.  That is why I've failed for so long.  I've been relying too heavily on man and they have not ceased to let me fall but they've also lifted me up and drawn me closer to you.  I thank you for all of them God and for the life I have now.  I wouldn't change it for anything in the world.  More of you is all I want God and all I ask.  I love you God in the name of Jesus.

(Why does this pen ink keep changing colors? lol)

(Happy Birthday Great-Grandma)

What Do I Deserve?

I feel like I should be able to have my cake and eat it too.  I'm a pretty good person if I do say so myself, but maybe that's a flaw.  The I part.

That's exactly why I feel good about me though.  People typically have nice things to say about me.
There is a "me"in team....
Just spelled wrong and with space in between and backwards.  But that's other people's saying...not really mine.

I don't think I have a saying for this.

Don't we all like I though?  Aren't we supposed to love ourselves? Shouldn't I want great things for myself?

Of course I should...because I deserve it.

But...you deserve it too =)

For the Hurt 10-28-12

I'm too strong, I'm too smart, I'm too brave...
When God created me, he built me with the capability to be anything I wanted to be.  He gave me hands so that I could write, fight, and feel.  He gave me feet so that I could walk, pave pathways, and leave footprints.  He gave me a voice so that I could speak...but I never did.  I once let a man dictate my every breath, direct my every step, and dominate my very existence.  He hurt me, abused me, broke me down, then built me up, killed me then resurrected me, cut me then stitched me up, stripped me then clothed me, grew me then mold me...
but I was too strong, too smart, and too brave.
 I knew better than to leave him, than to ever try and deceive him, but that's the same reason I'm here today...because I'm too strong, too smart, and too brave.  I knew better than to leave him and I knew better than to deceive Him....God...He made me for a purpose, not to be worthless, and never to spend time and energy on something that was worth less than the riches I've been blessed with.  I'm rich in His presence and there's nothing any man could claim to bless me with, and there's nothing man can test me with that my God would want me to stress with.  With man it is impossible but not with God for with God all things are possible.  Remember that in the midst of any and every obstacle.  Love yourself and don't expect someone else to do it.  Don't try to fight your Goliaths by yourself when you've got God to help you through it. 
Stay strong...stay smart...and be brave. 
Freedom is God given...man makes you a slave.  Domestic violence is the whip, lack of self and support are the chains.  So rise up and don't be defeated, do not quit, succeed it, when it comes to domestic violence...no pun intended...just beat it.

Blame - 8/4/08

Whose fault is it?  Mine - all the time - mine, mine, mine.
There is always a way 4 my name 2 fill the blank when the question is asked who's to blame?
My mind is in a constant state of pessimism.  Negative insight can be seen in the sight of many when they see the site of me. 
I'm misunderstood.
But- the way people look at me is clearly a correct perception + reflection of me, becuz it is me constantly in a state of lacrimation and me, I, Danitra then take that - meaning their interpretations - or my imagination twists their contemplations in2 fuel 4 my ever flowing frustrations. 
I can't get over myself - in a bad way.
God says I am 4given but my flesh has another say.
Though I'm in this world not of this world the world is fightin 4 me. Tryin 2 damage my mind + corrupt it into thinking faith is not the heavenly key.
I'm hurtin.
This can't be me but everything is God's plan - I'm so happy yet hatin myself so I just don't understand.  But I guess nobody really can.
 All I can say is soon I'll be okay maybe not 2morrow or 2day.  But the lord keeps tellin me the best is yet 2 come so don't throw it away.  Just wait.
Next time I'm asked if I'm okay, I'll just say not yet.
I'm waiting on the day that I can live + not regret. 
And that day is just not here yet... 

PLEASE SUPPORT #RT #RT "This is the Dedication Page of my book"

I dedicate this book to myself.
The reason why I chose this dedication was
that I've done a lot for myself.  I've never
turned my back on me and I lived my life.
No one else lived my life for me, made my decisions,
influenced, or wrote this book.  I did it
all, that's why I dedicate this book to me.