Fight with all your might but choose your battles wisely.

Last week I was challenged to tell one of my stories, something I had experiences but to keep it light. Nothing too heavy but to still bring hope and encouragement. I had some stories in mind but none recent so I found this assignment somewhat challenging as I sometimes tend to make most situations in my life way more serious than they really are (😐 hmmm a lesson all in itself) no telling how many times I'd been told, Joi don't worry, take it easy, it's not that serious. Tuuhhh you don't know my life and how things make me feel! 😏 I had to ask myself why do I take things to heart so?? Like last week. I had to do Army combative. Our version of MMA fighting. I was all geekedand and excited a few weeks ago. Ready to jump in and tackle any challenge, school, task or mission that my new unit had for me so as to add more diversion and variety to the array of things I had already accomplished in my career. What's a week of learning different clench drills, chokes and moves learning how to break someone's arm?😳 yeah not so much. I was called last minute, on my day off to go ahead and join in the class, right after a physical therapy appointment. Somehow that didn't match up but I agreed anyways. Regardless of how I'm feeling I've always been one to sacrifice personal gain for the betterment of this great Army I serve but lately I didn't feel like the Army was serving me well. See I just got a notification that kinda threatened my career. All these questions are now in my mind. How will I make it? How will I pay my bills? No need to worry, I'll have plenty of time to plan. So day 1 of this grappling and closing distance, straddling my battle buddies in a wrestling type of position, learning different techniques of being a warrior and fighter. This so does not fit my personality. I'm not a physical fighter. With all the things going on in my head as of right now I'm not even thinking about fighting. Ok I can do this. One of the instructors has taken time out to catch me up on where the class is. I'm recalling some of these terms and hold as we are talking through them and he's demonstrating. This isn't too bad, it's Army survival right? Here it comes to the end of the day when it's time to put to use what we've learned and roll around on the mat with our partners and execute these different techniques of gaining dominant positions and submission. It's physicsl and it's rough and I don't like it. I freeze up. I feel like I'm in a real fist fight although we aren't punching and kicking we are trying to keep one another pinned down. Now we're excurting most of our strength. My issue occurs when I realize I'm not as strong as this full grown man I'm tussling with. He's literally over powering me. I want to scream, kick, cry. I feel myself getting flushed. Get off of me!! That's enough I say, I'm done! He stops and lets me up. The way I'm feeling I'm ready to cry so to the bathroom I go. A few tears, I gotta catch my breath. Okay, now a little self talk. Come on Joi. You can do this, no I can't, yes you can. Ok calm down, wipe your eyes. Go back out there. A few battle buddies ask if I'm ok. The only other female on the class is more personable. Us girls gotta stick together. I tell her what's going on. She's very sympathetic. I talk to my supervisor after class. Right off the bat, he's like hey none of us are really grasping this, just go through the motions. Ok I guess. I can do that and leave the emotions out of it. The next day is a little easier. I made it. The day after they I made it, different drills, less rolling on the ground. Still fighting but it's about self defense. The next day, we have an opponent. Good thing is we work with them so they aren't strangers. Bad thing is they get to punch us. Every bit of adrenaline and courage I have I'm using, no holding back. I get in the ring which mind you looks like an MMA cage. Only one way out, and that's with a win. We go 3 rounds I make it through each one. The worst is over. Finishing the class will nod be simple; a written test and some hands on. I learned for this experience that I really can overcome even when it means facing things I'm not into. Everything about physical fighting goes against the heart of my morals and character. I had to choose a different perspective. I chose to keep it light, I took my own limits, weights and constraints off. The mental fight I was in a few days before was kicking my butt. I had to overcome that and do what I had to do. So truth be told, I am a fighter and I fought to get over myself, my emotions, my fears and complete the task! So fight with all your might but choose your battles wisely. 

Strength Is all there is to it, and I can't apologize for it

After a recent conversation with my neighbors, I started to notice a pattern. Every time I would mention what I thought was a character flaw, I was gently reminded that it was a strength. The Mrs. of the husband and wife team that I had come to respect and notionally adopt as another set of parents, would find a way to include it in every conversation. No matter what situation I bring up, she always finds the good in it. Recently some of our conversations have been focused on relationships. Here am I wondering why that special young man hasn't come around and stayed, expressing the desire to pursue a relationship with me that will prayerfully lead to marriage and I think I'm scaring them all away. Maybe I am but it's not a weakness or a downfall. It really is my strength and confidence in knowing who I am and what I want. But let me share this. I've met some amazing, ambitious, talented and handsome eligible bachelors and although they may have initially considered me to be beautiful and strong it seems my strength was a little too much for them or they just were not ready for everything I have to offer. By know means can I let this discourage me. First of all if he's bold enough to speak and show interest then he will. If he's confident in who he is and committed to getting to know me with out feeling pressured then he will stay around. If my conversation and the sharing of my relationship goals don't scare him away but attract him we may be off to a good start. Note for all my male readers, especially my secret admirers, thank you. Please don't take this the wrong way. These are just my thoughts about the situation at hand. I've never been asked so many times then in the past few months why I'm single. I have no children, I have high morals and character. I love Jesus and I'm an all around type of girl. Everything is right with me. I'm patiently awaiting to be approached and pursued by the right one. Who knows, maybe this blog will peak someone's interest and cause them to reach out 😊 Clearly I'm not afraid to share what others may just speculate about. 

Fast forward another month, I recently had the privilege of sharing some awesome quality time with one of my sisters in Christ. It's been years since we've seen each other and we didn't even miss a beat. Matter fact we put it at a double time. The conversations we've been able to share have been very delightful. She too complimented and encouraged me. I was able to share with her some of my hardships and like my neighbor she helped me see the strength in what I'd overcome. I write this gracefully with a new perspective that I'm okay. I'm comfortable being me. My character strengths developed with the victories of my accomplishments and overcoming many of my challenges. Not one situation was allowed to destroy me. Some of it was fertilizer to help me grow. I'm grateful for the way I carry myself and the level of respect my demeanor invites. There's something good to be said of a young lady who pursues a particular disciplined lifestyle. It may not be popular but she's not trying to win a contest. She's simple just trying to be her best. One of my favorite scriptures help me consistently take confidence in who God has created me to be. "She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future." (Proverbs 31:25 NLT) I'm so grateful that I have finally come to a place where I am happy with me, regardless of what I have been through, it takes nothing away from my awesome, strong, bold and daring personality. Life is a learning process. It refines us if we let it so we can be great. 

Be blessed. Be inspired. Thanks for reading.

-Joi

Unfolding beauty

As I embark upon this new journey I have no idea what to expect. I'm excited, nervous, and a little scared, but I'm ready. Day one I have all of my materials ready to take notes and soak up every bit of information that I can. Day two the spark of this journey is laid before me as the first session was very insightful and invigorating. An awesome beautiful surprise is waiting at my door when I arrive home from work. As I open the box  I'm anxious to see what's inside. I read the outside "The freshest flowers just for you" I continue to open the box "Sit back and watch their beauty unfold" I'm getting excited, I feel my heart racing. I love flowers!! I don't get them often but when I do I'm so very grateful. My eyes start to well up with tears. I know who they're from. I was told to expect a gift today. I had no idea what it would be. Tears are streaming down my face and I'm thinking of how wonderful this journey is going to be. Beautiful tulips, ready to bloom are before me. A representation of the journey that I'm on. God has a beautiful plan for me, it's already mapped out. One step of faith and He does the rest. Like these tulips I'm going to do my part by keeping myself watered with the Word and the lessons of this new experience. As the tulips also receive water and nutrients and unfold their beauty I believe the beauty of God's plan for my life, especially for this season will unfold too. 

Be blessed 

-Joi

Think. Be. Stay. Receive

For the past few months I've been experiencing some major challenges and I can't say they I've been happily enduring them the entire time. In fact, these challenges have been some of the toughest ones in my life personally, professionally, spiritually, mentally and emotionally. Normally I would consider myself a happy and positive person. True to my name sake both first and last. I am joyful and I am friendly. Sadly what I've been experiencing has challenged even this part of me. It's been a personal struggle to be positive. It's true that when a person has negative experiences frequently it is easy for them to look at things in a negative manner. No matter what happens around them they can see the negative in it instead of the positive. Anyone dealing with some challenges needs to have a loving, caring and understanding support system. I am so glad I have that and in my cycle of supporters lately I was challenged to look up, and out. Lifting my eyes to Jesus the author and finisher of my faith. Keeping my eyes to the hills, knowing where my help comes from. Looking out to life beyond this point. Not focusing on the issues around me but the solutions and opportunities ahead of me. So in my talks with certain individuals I was told to put a smile on my face, put things in God's hands and keep it moving. In doing so I had to recall what keeps me moving? What motivates me? Always striving ahead and doing good to people was the answer. So in order for me to do that I had to quickly change the way I view things and how I had currently been operating. If I continue to view my situation as horrible and I speak such things that's all I can look forward to. 

You get back what you put out and it may not come back the way you're expecting.  You may be talking to yourself and only doubt and fear are coming from your lips, the feelings and actions that follow may leave you feeling worse then the words you spoke. Or For example, you may show kindness to an individual and in return receive negativity from them. Don't worry they are not exempt from the law of sowing and reaping. If someone has wronged you turn the other cheek. Let God fight for your battle. He will vindicate you. Vengeance is His. Who can stand against the Lord the giver of Life. Stay positive and if along the way you experience some heartache because of your sincere nature don't worry. Learn and grow. Those who sow in tears reap in joy

Represent well

I remember when I was stationed at Fort Polk LA a few years back. What a little rural city Leesville is 😁. Anyhow I was looking for a church home but wasn't really feeling any of the ones in the local area. On the weekends if I weren't catching a flight somewhere I would go to the "big" cities Lake Charles, Houston, or Alexandria. Alexandra had this HUGE billboard with #JESUS written in it in big white letters and a red background. For sure an attention getter. I was always curious about the sign and the church it was affiliated with. I didn't know exactly where it was but I wanted to visit. One day while flying back into Alexandria LA a lady on the plane had on the same tshirt as the billboard. Red with big white letters, #JESUS. I inquired about the sign, told her I wanted to visit and would when I returned from out of town, she gave me he number and sure enough when I returned I drove from Leesville to Alexandria to find this church Christian Worship Center. I walked through the doors and wow! What a wonderful feeling of God's presence. The people, the atmosphere, the songs, the preaching, I enjoyed it all. I began to attend this church on a regular and I was proud to be apart of it. I too purchased a bold red shirt with the #JESUS  written on it. I'm not afraid to make a statement 

So one day I decide to wear my shirt during my travels. I'm in Chicago. Flying out of Ohare. One of the busiest airports in the US if not the world. Lots of people are going to see my tshirt, I connect to another busy airport, Houston intercontinental airport. Sounds,like no big deal right? Wrong! Have I mentioned before they when I travel, most of the time. I fly standby, which means I can only get a seat on the flight if one is available? Well my name is on down the list so if I don't make it on this list I understand. I don't get on. I head to the next gate for the next flight with my JESUS tshirt on and a smile on my face. I wait...my name isn't called a second time... I want to frown but I can't. I mean I could but I have in this tshirt, I'm trying to represent. Jesus got upset once or twice right? Huh, deep breathe, you know how this goes Joi. I'll just go wait in the USO, while I'm passing hundred of people someone compliments my shirt. I smile. I'm proud again. Time has passed and to another gate I go hoping I'll have a seat on this flight. Not sure how many hours have passed but I'm not in a hurry, I mean I do have to get back to work tomorrow but I'll get there...eventually. One more upset, I don't make the flight. Now I'm starting to panic but again I shouldn't make a scene of get all upset. This is the downside of flying standby. And a perfect day for my testimony to be tested. I would happen to miss a few flights while trying to represent Christ, not just with my shirt but with my attitude as well. Many times what we confess on the inside we do not always show or prove on the outside  and if no one else can see what we are thinking or feeling we feel like we're in the clear😬 Somehow I've just put myself in a predicament but I know how to act accordingly. Will my outside witness match my inward confession? Absolutely! I keep smiling knowing this is just a test. I make the next flight and I arrive home at a decent hour. I believe my witness is still secure this day as I have represented well. 

He still makes it right

At the beginning of March I traveled home to spend time with my family and enjoy the dawn of Spring. This was a momentous time for me as my winter season had been very rough and dark. I was ready for the new adventure that awaited me and had enjoyed being home with family. Well for a brief moment maybe while day dreaming it seems like all of it came to a brief halt. First off I had been with my mom and nephews at the doctors office and left just in time to get to the airport. Unfortunately when I got on the freeway I went the wrk way! I must really not want to leave, I'm heading the opposite direction!! I get it together and continue to the airport losing the extra time I thought I had. This travel business is noting new for me, the process of going from a rental car lot to a shuttle to the airport terminal in my city should be a fairly simple process right? Wrong! I must've been daydreaming about my awesome week. I turned in my silver Mustsng and following directions to get on the shuttle across the street. I got in sat down and when it was full we began to roll out. I'm not paying much attention because the airport is just right there...but why are we on the freeway? Did they build a secret passageway to the airport they I don't know about? Where is this shuttle taking me??? My plane is gonna leave me. I'm gonna have to find a ride, this is the last flight of the day. I already didn't make it on the one this morning?? Everything going wrong now. I feel like Jonah running away bit I wasn't tryin to. We arrive at another rental car place, an offsite. I sigh and decide to fess up. Yo my surprise I'm not the only one. Another man on the shuttle had done the same thing. We inform the driver of our dilemma and immediately there's a fix. An employee from inside takes us back to the airport in one of rental cars. No big deal. Gladly without rushing I make it to my gate and on the plane with no issues. What I thought was a moment of panic and alarm was really alright. How we tend to worry over nothing even when we plan to do out best. 

On this Valentine's Day 2K15

Happy Valentine's Day!💕 Hope that little simple phrase didn't make you wanna quit reading and continue scrolling or log off all together. It's day of love and I'm loving it. Not because of the beautiful flowers I received although that helps. (Shout out to that awesome man, he rocks!) but I'm thinking about the unselfish act of my Daddy God who gave His Son for my life. I feel so loved! On this day I think of my loved ones, family, friends and even strangers. I think of people. I'm hoping to be less selfish and more selfless. I love people and I hope I express love today and everyday. As I begin to prepare myself for the day my love tank is definitely full and on the brim, matter fact it's over flowing. I have on heart earrings, I'm wearing my 'LOVE' sweater and I'm going to enjoy this day with family. Nothing says love like family but I don't want to keep all this love to myself. Love is to be expressed. So I sent a few Valentine's Day text messages but I didn't feel that was enough so I made a few phone calls and even dialed some on FaceTime. That still wasn't enough. I begin to pray and I called out every name that came to mind. I prayed for family, friends, relationships, healing, wisdom and most of all God's love. If you feel you have no significant other to share this day with, keep this in mind, there's an extremely Significant Other that has you in mind and I pray you feel His love today and every day. He's the best Love there is. God is LOVE

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!