Reflections...

I really have nothing to blog about, wat’s new, eh, lol…so, here’s some filler material…these are in no particular order by the way…

1. Go to a big game, Lakers, Yankees, u get my drift…
2. Go to a major concert by one of my all time fave musicians, uhhm, that’s a long list right there so any one of em wud do…
3. Visit Israel, do the whole Jerusalem tour n all..
4. Go to VEGAS, I mean, that’s like self explanatory…
5. Visit Paris, E, kikoleko, haha…kiddin but it’s always been a dream, wud love to go with a boyfriend/hubby tho since it seems so romantic...takin a stroll down the Champs-Elyseesy, to the Eiffel tower, holding hands under the moonlight, lol...
6. Have a serious conversation with a celebrity, right now Brangelina is way up there on that list, I’d like to see for myself whether their whole humanitarianism thing is 4 real or just a front, I'm a people reader like that, :)
7. Go to a champagne party, some dude’s been rambling on and on and on ‘bout how HOT the ones he throws are, lol...
8. Go to St. Tropez (next day after the Eiffel tower stroll, :)), rent a yatch and party it up Diddy style...k, I know now my wish list seems a bit far fetched but hey, anything is possible, lol…
9. ADOPT a child or even children…I pray to even start by just sponsoring one/some as soon as I can afford it, tho with this whole Maddona biz, it might just have to stay at that, sponsoring I mean coz I’ve been having heated arguments with a couple of people ‘bout the whole adoption thing…
10. Visit a recording studio and record a song...hey If Paris can "SING", so can I, ha!

Song I'm listenin to rite now: Irreplacable- Beyonce (Bday Album)

Peace n Love! Bless!

Posted by Kanyana at 11:58 PM | Permalink | Comments

K, I read this in one of my devotional books yesterday and it was real challenging...taken from, " Simple Words of Wisdom, 52 virtues for every woman" and I'm sure men can relate, too...:)

"There is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul." - Victor Hugo, 1862

Those ancient family photos tell the tale: my ancestors in sepia tones, peering out at me from the cracking pages of an album that dates back to the Civil war. I don't know their names, but I know they trace their lineage from the Stokes clan. Heavy overhanging brows, dark eyes, square jowls that become more pronounced with age- even with the dilution of generations, those dominant genes prevail. The family resemblance is remarkable.

I pray that, as I mature, the "family resemblance" that marks me as a daughter(/son) of God will be equally evident. For that is what we're called to, after all- to take on the characteristics of the One who created us in the Divine Image. The prime directive of spiritual life is not what we do, but who we are. It is the passion to become increasingly like Jesus Christ, the Elder brother of the family. It is the invitation to godliness. Paul makes the mandate clear: "Be imitators of God...as clearly beloved children, and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God." (Eph. 5:1).

The problem is, some of us mistake godliness for god-likeness. Like Adam and Eve, we fall prey to the temptation of wanting to "be like God". Then when we get a little spiritual truth under our belts, we start acting as if we're omnipotent and omniscient. True godliness, however isn't a spiritual trump card that enables us to exalt ourselves over others. It is the quiet, secret, inner longing to become more like Christ, to imitate our Lord and cultivate the fruit of the Spirit. In Phillipians 2, Paul exhorts us to "have the same attitude as Christ Jesus"- an attitude not of spiritual superiority, but of humility, of servanthood, of sacrifice, of love.

If Jesus Christ was, as the Bible claims, the earthly incarnation of the Divine nature, his life and ministry should give us an example to emulate. And what an example it is! Jesus loved. He reached out to those on the fringes of acceptable society. He fraternized with outcasts, embraced lepers, fed the hungry, offered hope to the despairing. He healed the sick, gave sight to the blind, set the captives free. He lived in grace, in forgiveness, in integrity.

This is the ancestral portrait. This is our spiritual gene pool.

Peace n Love! God Bless!!!

Posted by Kanyana at 10:49 AM | Permalink | Comments

I had such an awesome birthday, thanks 4 the shouts girlies, wish y'all were herre...it was a crazy cool weekend, went out for dinner on friday night with my cousins and a whole bunch of friends to this really classy restaurant downtown, delicious meal, lotsa wine. :) We then headed over to one of my cousins friends apartment to chill, which was A LOTTA fun...stayed up till almost 6 in the mornin, talkin and laughin about everythin, from love to politics to I don't quite remember what, lol...then Saturday night was off the hook crazy, k, seriously I feel so much older...so, I had plans with my gurl and some friends and the fact that I live way outta town and was downtown for my birthday weekend, I was really looking forward to doin more than just stay home so anyhow, we had all planned to go to this club but apparently everyone was still tired from the night before or some coz one by one cancelled, some actually just didn't show up but nywho, since I was really determined to go somewhere and was feelin so much older and oh so Miss. Independent, I decided to go out all by myself and honestly I haven't had a blast like that in forever...I met a ton of interesting people- some really awesome gurls who really rocked the party, then these two total HOTTIES, lol , who were such gentlemen, too, it was really cute and then some crazy NFL blokes, or were they basketball players, my hearing kinda started to dwindle after a while, lol, it was such a long weekend, no description fits those ones anyway regardless of their game but it was really an off the chain cool nite!! Then there was my right at midnite crazyy text message that made my birthday, :) I wonder how I even heard my phone, me of the "hearing problem", but I paused to read it right in the middle of dancing with like this really hot guy and that didn't go down too well, lol...Then on Sunday, my actual birthday, some very good friends of mine had me over for dinner, which was really nice, it was only pasta but it was my favourite kind, and then ofcourse we had cake- chocolate cake, twice in one weekend- super fattening but still oh so super yummy...:) And today some friends dropped off some wine and chocolates, more presents, yay, and a cookbook, and that topped off my ubberly fab birthday weekend!! Oh and speakin of presents, I gotta brag one more time, I got, well haven't yet actually gotten it but know I will sometime, an autographed BOOK by one of my fave authors, wink, wink E, thank you so much again KAWALIZ, and that funny vid P, merci aussi, it's bookmarked as a fave and I'm so goin to re-cycle it for so many bdays u know...:) I'm so thankful to God for another year gone by, great memories and even greater ones to look forward to, really thankful for all the BLESSINGS...Peace n Love!!!

Posted by Kanyana at 8:57 PM | Permalink | Comments

Yeahh, And it go a lil somethin,
Like, like this, Runaway love (x8)

(Verse 1-Ludacris) Now little Lisa is only 9 years old,
She's tryin to figure out why the world is so cold
Why she's all alone and they never met her family
Mamas always gone and she never met her daddy
Part of her is missin and nobody will listen
Mama is on drugs gettin high up in the kitchen
Bringin home men at different hours of the night
Startin with some laughs--usually endin in a fight
Sneak into her room when her mamas knocked out
Tryin to have his way and little Lisa says 'ouch'
She tries to resist but then all he does is beat her
Tries to tell her mom but her mama don't believe her
Lisa is stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's bout to run away and never come back.

(Hook - Mary J. Blige) Runaway love (x8)

(Verse 2 - Ludacris) Little Nicole is only 10 years old
She's steady tryin to figure why the world is so cold
Why she's not pretty and nobody seems to like her
Alcoholic step dad always wanna strike her
Yells and abuses, leaves her with some bruises
Teachers ask questions she's makin up excuses
Bleedin on the inside, cryin on the out
Its only one girl really knows what she about
Her name is lil Stacy and they become friends
Promise that they'll always be tight til the end
Until one day lil Stacy gets shot
A drive-by bullet went stray up on her block
Now Nicole stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get some clothes and pack
She says she's bout to run away and never come back.

(Hook - Mary J. Blige) Runaway love (x8)

(Verse 3 - Ludacris) Little Erica is 11years old
She's steady tryin to figure why the world is so cold
So she pops X to get rid of all the pain
Cause she's havin sex with a boy who's sixteen
Emotions run deep and she thinks she's in love
So there's no protection, he's usin no glove
Never thinkin bout the consequences of her actions
Livin for today and not tomorrows satisfaction
The days go by and her belly gets big
The father bails out he ain't ready for a kid
Knowin her mama will blow it all outta proportion
Plus she lives poor so no money for abortion
Erica is stuck up in the world on her own
Forced to think that hell is a place called home
Nothin else to do but get her clothes and pack
She say she's about to run away and never come back.

(Hook - Mary J. Blige) Runaway love (repeats till end)

Yeahh, I can only imagine wat u goin thru ladies, sometimes I feel like runnin away myself, so do me a favour right now and close ur eyes, and picture us runnin away togetha, wen we come back everythin is gonna be okay, open ur eyes...

~Luda ft MJB~

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