Meaningless rituals. Cookie Cut. Evaporate Your Mind. Demolish Thinking for Yourself.
I had decided not to rush my mother out the door after church service, which is what I usually do. After all it was her birthday so the day was hers to do as she pleased. Part of my gift was a patient attitude as she took FULL advantage of the opportunity. After about 45 minutes of "fellowshipping with the saints", we were finally about to leave. Suddenly another sister approached us...and she was a talkative one. But I enjoyed her light and humorous personality. After a while, my rockstar mother was approached by yet another person and I was left with the talkative sister who was now recapping the event that our arts nonprofit, The Anointed Harvesters, hosted last year with Rising Star Christian Keyes. Then it happened...
"But I do have a bone to pick with you. Now I know how to break it down...God had to deliver me. But when y'all played that WORLDLY music...I was really offended. Cause I thought this was a Christian event. I'm a holy vessel and I've been keeping myself sexually pure ever since my husband passed away. I can't do that listening to no BRICKHOUSE."
She then broke into a rendition of the Commodore's classic right then and there. And a demonstration of her "breaking it down". Sigh. Now anyone who knows me, knows that my face is very expressive so I had to quickly put on my acting skills and business hat because, although I didn't initially realize it, she was very serious. And she wasn't just talking to me. She was talking to The Anointed Harvesters. I listened as she expressed why it was wrong and a contradiction and not representative and how she's a role model and how the young ones get confused, spirits disturbed and possibly offended too when they witness Christians listening to secular music and how we shouldn't play anything we wouldn't play in front of Pastor.
I listened...truly understood and graciously apologized that she was offended. Then I explained to her in so many words that I'M NOT RELIGIOUS.
Quite frankly, I had to stop myself from screaming in her face the date, time and place I last had sex...with my young vibrant affectionate hot blooded self. It's been YEARS, sista. YEARSSSS!..and my sexuality and sensuality is increasing by the moment. So don't insult me by assuming that I'm not walking in holiness because I like stilettos, a sexy black dress and Earth Wind & Fire! (Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge...lol). I'm a role model, who has never sought to be one. I'm a Jesus Freak who has NEVER cared who knows it. I live my life before Him, not because of RELIGION but relationship. AND I love Israel Houghton...and Stevie Wonder. Canton Jones....and Common. I am the same in front of the homeless person and the celebrity.
If I roll up in front of the church house bumping Jill Scott and Pastor walks out...Jill will continue....with the windows down. RESPECT.
bite of the day ~ We must all live from the INSIDE out. Everyone has their buttons or weak spots that can derail them. We should not judge others or become offended at them based on our own weaknesses. As for me, I'm finding God where ever I can. Sometimes, He's in Rachelle Ferrell's voice...other times, He speaks to me through Yolanda Adams. And then there's times it's simply about the song! Free yo-self.