Being me is one of the hardest things I've ever attempted. Some may think me foolish for such a statement but let me briefly, well maybe not too briefly, explain.
On December 17th, 1952 I arrived into this life about 7:00pm in the middle of a cotton field in Gosnell Arkansas to uneducated migrant worker parents. I came against all odds to a medically proclaimed barren mother and an impoverished field hand father. I arrived about forty five minutes before the doctor did with the aid of an aunt.
Since the moment of breaking the womb of being I began transforming into what everyone else wanted me to do and left the real me that God planned behind. I don't think this is just my case either but all humanity. I say that because human hands are responsible for teaching the things of God (our creator) to their children and most humans I know are too busy building careers, making money or planning for the future and miss this very moment they live in. In other words doing becomes the mantra for life and being is just another word for nothing left to do. (thanks Joplin for the partial line)
But I submit to you that being is the hardest thing on the planet. Because it goes against our culture our education and our parental influence. We are placed in slots like pieces of mail as we are categorized and categorize others.
I just want to be the best me that God has created in a barren mothers womb by a migrate working father. As I get older I am hearing things from my creator I have never been taught and it is leading me down a path to being. Just simply being what whoever I come in contact with on any given day needs in order to be fed the Bread of Life and drink Living Water. Perhaps it's through a laugh, a smile, an offense. I don't know what today holds other than me so I'm just gonna suck it up and go out and be the best me I can be.
Hope someone hungry comes around to feed on this fruit God has left in my care. If you don't know, Gal. 5:22 & 23 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith,Meekness, temperance: against such there is no law. Look at that there are no rules against this fruit.
Think I'll give a shot at just being me with this fruit distribution...hummmm, no rules against em' eh? Thanks to the few who truly allow me to be me, (you know who you are), and to those of you who are looking for a doer version well he don't live here anymore! If I can just be the doing will take care of its self.
WOW, that wasn't brief. But it is nearly 2:00 AM. Thursday morning. NO PICTURES TO FOLLOW!
Babu Lonnie
