And a Very Happy Beautiful Sunday to Y’all!
Well, it happened again, y’all—my Cradle Roll class made me proud to be their teacher. As I mentioned the other day, I taught them Romans 12:1-2, and I taught them how it’s okay to be different in Christ—and yes, that’s as eloquent as I put it. I told the little kiddies how we as Christians (both young and old) should show that we are set apart from the world, and there are various ways of doing that. For instance, when someone is being disobedient to their parents, we who have been transformed should continue to obey our parents, mainly because they know what’s best for us.
The cutest thing was that one of the kiddies asked me if I still listen to my parents, and I gave them a brutally honest answer: “Yes, even when I don’t want to!” Now, explain to me why those kiddies brought that up during the review. I was too through, y’all, and to make up for it, I simply looked at my mom and dad stated publicly how much I love them… hahahaha!
Out of the mouths of babes, y’all—for real!
And of course, later on in the afternoon, we went over to my Gramma Jewel’s church to hear her sing at the talent show. Gramma Jewel sang “In The Upper Room” by Mahalia Jackson, and of course, she put her own spin on it. She’s always been one of the best singers in my family, and she proved it again this afternoon. Of course, Gramma Jewel had Mother Davis, Bro. Chandler, and Bro. Hawkins to back her up. Speaking of Bro. Chandler, I didn’t realize he had such a deep voice; he sounded just like the dude on the record. And I also want to point out that Bro. Hawkins sang a song called “Ride This Train” by the Canton Spirituals, and he brought it! Everybody in the church was standing up and clappin’ it up for him.
Also, Becky recited a poem called “The Evolution of Rebecca Morgan,” and in it, she discussed her struggles to find love, and she found it in the form of a silver-haired angel in plum purple glasses. Now, check this out: I was paying close attention to Becky’s poem, and… well, a stanza in her poem mentioned that she was “college-bound and heading east, but bouncing back westward.” That’s when it hit me—Becky had accepted the call to attend Chamberlain University in West Covina. She ended her poem by saying: “That’s right, y’all—I’m gonna be a Puma!”
I kinda knew she was gonna accept admission to Chamberlain because that’s all she’s been talking about for the past month now. And actually, I can finally tell y’all a secret: Becky had talked to the Chamberlain Admissions Department last week and accepted their offer, but she had confided in me that she did in fact have her mind made up after visiting Goss University in Torrance. She said that the call of “Puma Paradise” kept beckoning for her, and she ultimately answered.
Well, I see that it’s close to 9pm PST, and that means I’ve got to close this here blog. Besides, I’ve gotta get ready for tomorrow… it may not be much, but I’ve got to check a couple of t-shirt printing shops and see which is the more reasonable price for my budget. And of course, there’s my ever-growing home video, not to mention that I’m gotta see which one of my sundresses I’m gonna wear for the Sapphire Street Block Party this Saturday. Looking good for myself is no problem, but I do wanna look good for my sweetie pie… hahaha!
Until tomorrow, y’all take care!
Hugs & Kisses,
Natasha
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