Listen to these words!
(YOU) are not alone. If (YOU) have been a victim ever before in your life, (YOU) are not alone. I can tell (YOU) that everything you've ever thought about dealing with sorrow or pain was wrong. Your thinking. "What are (YOU) talking about, are (YOU) crazy?" Most people think there is only one way to deal with terrible circumstances and the trails in this life. I'm gonna let (YOU) in on a little secret. Then (YOU) too will know how to put your pain and misfortune behind (YOU). So, (YOU) can have a future full of life's joys and blessings. Let me start by saying this may be hard to believe. But from what I've read, there is a switch between the conscious and the subconscious in the mind. This switch can turn off or bring to mind, happy memories, suffering or pain that has been endured. Like the day (YOU) cut your foot on a piece of glass that fall windy morning. Or your grandma's apple pie eaten when you were nine. All put away in the subconscious. Who do (YOU) think puts it there? (YOU)! Who do (YOU) think brings it to mind? (YOU). So, if (YOU) put away grandma's apple pie. I say (YOU) could put away being sexually assaulted or mistreat badly, and move on. Why not? (YOU) might not know this but your brain will do whatever (YOU) tell it to. This is why, while your reading this (YOU) are not peeing in your chair. Believe it or not (YOU) are holding back your urine. (YOU), not your brain. The brain is a very powerful and an amazing thing. But so are (YOU). This is true. Okay, you can start by believing that you can choose to sit around for the rest of your life dwelling in self-pity...thinking about what happened to (YOU) or how (YOU) were wronged, treated, mistreated or neglected, for an eternity. Or, (YOU) can stand up and put a stop to what happened to (YOU). By no longer being a victim. But turning into a survivor. (Meaning- Survivor...to carry on to spite hardship or trauma. (YOU) ask how is this done? Easy! Here is one way--- Sigmund freud believed that talk therapy was one of the best ways to come out of a certain way of thinking. And this way of thinking can then be changed. Only when a different view was put forth or suggested. Did (YOU) know, it isn't about that person who hurt (YOU). It's about how (YOU) wanna live your life. And how (YOU) treat others. Fill your time with living your life. Because (YOU) only get one chance and tomorrow is not promised. I'm sure your community probably needs someone like (YOU) to help the more less fortunate people that are there. Or someone who is having a hard time. In my humble opinion their isn't enough good-will to go around. I think it's because most people are just too caught up in their own lives to want to, or find the time to help anyone else. Sadly, this is becoming a very disconnected world. Remember, when your day comes to be judged, what will be said about how (YOU) lived your life. So, I evoke (YOU) (NOT) to be a victim. But a survivor of things that happened in your life. And also someone who makes a difference in other's lives.
By: China Meyers
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Sunday, June 24, 2012
lost...true story
lost...true story.
Well, it was summer time and we were on a long deserved vacation. And because Michael, my significant other, doesn't like to fly. We drove to Seattle, WA to visit my sister. I don't have to tell you how long this trip was. L.O.L- And one we promised each other we would never do again. Anyway, on the way there we stopped for gas. Oh, i forgot to add...it seemed like we were, excuse me, like we were going to hell. Only, because the whole way there it was down hill. It was very weird! I digress. Michael got out of the car to fill up the tank. Out of the gas station comes who we think was one of the guys they made the Texas Chain Saw Massacre movie about. The man had what looked like blood on his shirt and there wasn't not one tooth in his mouth. Michael looked at me and I looked at him. Now, I'm sorry! But I did what any girl from the ghetto would have done. I locked the doors and shut the windows. Okay, I have to add just to let you know, a reflex did take over me. Haha- Through the closed windows I could here the man asking Michael, L.O.L. "Where are you folks headed." Listening, I think...don't tell him. Just then, barely reading Michael's lips, he doesn't skip a beat telling the crazy man our exact destination. Right then, it comes to me, I've got to teach him some survival skills. One would be don't tell a KILLER where your GOING. What an adventure that was. If you asked, in a word, how was driving across country? I would have to say-scary! Well, we finally made it there in one peace. And honestly, after arriving unharmed. We had a really good time. So, the day we're on our way back home. We get a call from Michael's mother. She tells us, my dog, lets call her Shirly, was lost. I began to pray and I tell God "I can't lose her, not now. No good bye, nothing! Please no!" I prayed. This dog was my life and she meant everything to me. And because of her it was easier to live in this world. I'm not kidding when I say "She was an amazing dog and she brought soooo much joy to my life. You get the picture? As you can imagine, with this call I felt a stabbing pain in my heart. Minutes later I get this unbelievable feeling of calm. I have no idea why. But at that moment I knew she would be found. Just then, I stopped worrying. I somehow was sure without a doubt I would find her. We stopped and slept in a gas station, after driving straight for miles. Michael wakes up quickly and tells me he...
Because I have written and plan for the last part of this story to become a children's book. I can not continue.
Long story short...we found her and she was then safely returned to my arms. A few years later she pasted away. But she will live on in my heart forever. I will remember her for the rest of my life. She was truely one of the best things that ever happened to me.
Rest In Peace Shirly...
By: China Meyers
Well, it was summer time and we were on a long deserved vacation. And because Michael, my significant other, doesn't like to fly. We drove to Seattle, WA to visit my sister. I don't have to tell you how long this trip was. L.O.L- And one we promised each other we would never do again. Anyway, on the way there we stopped for gas. Oh, i forgot to add...it seemed like we were, excuse me, like we were going to hell. Only, because the whole way there it was down hill. It was very weird! I digress. Michael got out of the car to fill up the tank. Out of the gas station comes who we think was one of the guys they made the Texas Chain Saw Massacre movie about. The man had what looked like blood on his shirt and there wasn't not one tooth in his mouth. Michael looked at me and I looked at him. Now, I'm sorry! But I did what any girl from the ghetto would have done. I locked the doors and shut the windows. Okay, I have to add just to let you know, a reflex did take over me. Haha- Through the closed windows I could here the man asking Michael, L.O.L. "Where are you folks headed." Listening, I think...don't tell him. Just then, barely reading Michael's lips, he doesn't skip a beat telling the crazy man our exact destination. Right then, it comes to me, I've got to teach him some survival skills. One would be don't tell a KILLER where your GOING. What an adventure that was. If you asked, in a word, how was driving across country? I would have to say-scary! Well, we finally made it there in one peace. And honestly, after arriving unharmed. We had a really good time. So, the day we're on our way back home. We get a call from Michael's mother. She tells us, my dog, lets call her Shirly, was lost. I began to pray and I tell God "I can't lose her, not now. No good bye, nothing! Please no!" I prayed. This dog was my life and she meant everything to me. And because of her it was easier to live in this world. I'm not kidding when I say "She was an amazing dog and she brought soooo much joy to my life. You get the picture? As you can imagine, with this call I felt a stabbing pain in my heart. Minutes later I get this unbelievable feeling of calm. I have no idea why. But at that moment I knew she would be found. Just then, I stopped worrying. I somehow was sure without a doubt I would find her. We stopped and slept in a gas station, after driving straight for miles. Michael wakes up quickly and tells me he...
Because I have written and plan for the last part of this story to become a children's book. I can not continue.
Long story short...we found her and she was then safely returned to my arms. A few years later she pasted away. But she will live on in my heart forever. I will remember her for the rest of my life. She was truely one of the best things that ever happened to me.
Rest In Peace Shirly...
By: China Meyers
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Touched!
Touched!
We are touched by soo many people in our life time. I believe when someone touches you they touch your soul as well. Me personally, I try to never forget any of them. I have to say mostly, because of who they are. But also, what they come to mean to me. And most of all, what I've learned from them. I would say the person that touched me first, was my mother. Why you ask? Well...where do I begin? First, she was the most amazing person I've ever known. Don't judge me for what I'm about to say, but she wasn't a good mother. Honestly, I'm mad about that sometimes. But then I think, so what...realizing she was so much more then that.With that said, I have to add without a doubt she was a great human being with an unbelievable amount of humanity.She also entailed the best qualities a person could ever have. Definitely, the kindest person I've ever met and loved. Because of this, I know she sacrificed soooo much for seven kids. Her bad choices in men left her life with such struggles. Because I have so much of her inside me. I understand it wasn't easy for her. And that leaves me so grateful for who she was. Just to give you one example of the kind of person she was. Once a cousin of mine was sexually assaulted. Then not long after she found out she was pregnant. Her mother was going to put the daughter's baby up for adoption. My mother asked my cousin if she wanted her baby? Only Fifteen she said "yes, I do auntie" she said. Meanwhile, the baby was in a home waiting to be adopted. My mother and cousin, walked in the adoption home and took the baby with them. Because of my mom's courageous act, my cousin was able to raise her baby just like she wanted. I was blessed with five sisters and one brother. Now, I could go on and on with stories of people and how they touched my soul. But my soul mate, children and sister's and brother will never know how much they have touched and enhanced my life forever. Really, everyone I have ever met young and old has made me the person I am today. Because of who they are. You might not know this. But there are soooo many good people in this world. I can honestly say I know a lot of them. So, thanks to all of you. And know that your special touch has made me a better me. Please never forget the ones that have touched your life and has made you a better you.
Thank you,
China Meyers
We are touched by soo many people in our life time. I believe when someone touches you they touch your soul as well. Me personally, I try to never forget any of them. I have to say mostly, because of who they are. But also, what they come to mean to me. And most of all, what I've learned from them. I would say the person that touched me first, was my mother. Why you ask? Well...where do I begin? First, she was the most amazing person I've ever known. Don't judge me for what I'm about to say, but she wasn't a good mother. Honestly, I'm mad about that sometimes. But then I think, so what...realizing she was so much more then that.With that said, I have to add without a doubt she was a great human being with an unbelievable amount of humanity.She also entailed the best qualities a person could ever have. Definitely, the kindest person I've ever met and loved. Because of this, I know she sacrificed soooo much for seven kids. Her bad choices in men left her life with such struggles. Because I have so much of her inside me. I understand it wasn't easy for her. And that leaves me so grateful for who she was. Just to give you one example of the kind of person she was. Once a cousin of mine was sexually assaulted. Then not long after she found out she was pregnant. Her mother was going to put the daughter's baby up for adoption. My mother asked my cousin if she wanted her baby? Only Fifteen she said "yes, I do auntie" she said. Meanwhile, the baby was in a home waiting to be adopted. My mother and cousin, walked in the adoption home and took the baby with them. Because of my mom's courageous act, my cousin was able to raise her baby just like she wanted. I was blessed with five sisters and one brother. Now, I could go on and on with stories of people and how they touched my soul. But my soul mate, children and sister's and brother will never know how much they have touched and enhanced my life forever. Really, everyone I have ever met young and old has made me the person I am today. Because of who they are. You might not know this. But there are soooo many good people in this world. I can honestly say I know a lot of them. So, thanks to all of you. And know that your special touch has made me a better me. Please never forget the ones that have touched your life and has made you a better you.
Thank you,
China Meyers
Saturday, April 14, 2012
The day I met Jesus and he robbed me...true story.
The day I met Jesus and he robbed me...
Well, it was a cold, winter's day, obviously not like any other. This day started off pretty normal with the only fact that I was still mad. I'm sure you would have been too. You see that winter at age 8 I had wrote lots of letters to Santa. Mostly begging him to bring me a bike for my very own. Christmas day came and there was a bike under the tree, yes. But it was for my sister and I to share. "How could this be?" I asked. The bike should just have been mine, not to split. This isn't a pitty-party, there is a point...i'm getting to it. Where was I? Okay, A few weeks had passed and I was still mad about the whole sharing the bike thing. Not that I'm one to hold a grudge. I just couldn't understand why Santa did something soooo horrific. Don't judge me, I was only 8. Anyway, my sister and I were out playing with the ("SHARED BIKE") and I see this kid at the end of the block. He was leaning on the building and without speaking it was like he called to me. "Come here." He said. So, I walked down to him, and asked his name. He said in a whisper "Jesus." I love and believe in God soooo much, that, that moment I fell in love with him. His eyes were hazle brown and the snow glistened on them like diamonds. I couldn't help it but I was frozen still with his beauty. Quickly he then asked if he could have a ride on my bike. Just as quick, I said "Sure." My sister said "Hold on!" "What are you doing?" She called me to the sidebar, and proceeded telling me that we weren't giving him a ride. I protested and said "Are you crazy?" "This is Jesus!" My sister then asked if I was sure. I told her I was definitely sure and that I could feel it in my heart. Believing this was the right thing to do. I could see in his eyes such hurt, sadness, pain, suffering and most of all no hope. I was sure that giving him a ride on our bike would maybe brighten his day. Possibly restoring some hope in him again. Well, he got on the bike and kept riding. We never seen him or the bike ever again. Do you know what you'll, do and the length you'll go, when there's no hope? When there is no hope there is no love, no compassion, no understanding, and no humility. I beg you, push forward and never lose hope. Believe that it will get better. I know first hand, it does get better.
Thank you,
By: China Meyers
Well, it was a cold, winter's day, obviously not like any other. This day started off pretty normal with the only fact that I was still mad. I'm sure you would have been too. You see that winter at age 8 I had wrote lots of letters to Santa. Mostly begging him to bring me a bike for my very own. Christmas day came and there was a bike under the tree, yes. But it was for my sister and I to share. "How could this be?" I asked. The bike should just have been mine, not to split. This isn't a pitty-party, there is a point...i'm getting to it. Where was I? Okay, A few weeks had passed and I was still mad about the whole sharing the bike thing. Not that I'm one to hold a grudge. I just couldn't understand why Santa did something soooo horrific. Don't judge me, I was only 8. Anyway, my sister and I were out playing with the ("SHARED BIKE") and I see this kid at the end of the block. He was leaning on the building and without speaking it was like he called to me. "Come here." He said. So, I walked down to him, and asked his name. He said in a whisper "Jesus." I love and believe in God soooo much, that, that moment I fell in love with him. His eyes were hazle brown and the snow glistened on them like diamonds. I couldn't help it but I was frozen still with his beauty. Quickly he then asked if he could have a ride on my bike. Just as quick, I said "Sure." My sister said "Hold on!" "What are you doing?" She called me to the sidebar, and proceeded telling me that we weren't giving him a ride. I protested and said "Are you crazy?" "This is Jesus!" My sister then asked if I was sure. I told her I was definitely sure and that I could feel it in my heart. Believing this was the right thing to do. I could see in his eyes such hurt, sadness, pain, suffering and most of all no hope. I was sure that giving him a ride on our bike would maybe brighten his day. Possibly restoring some hope in him again. Well, he got on the bike and kept riding. We never seen him or the bike ever again. Do you know what you'll, do and the length you'll go, when there's no hope? When there is no hope there is no love, no compassion, no understanding, and no humility. I beg you, push forward and never lose hope. Believe that it will get better. I know first hand, it does get better.
Thank you,
By: China Meyers
Saturday, April 7, 2012
My take on Gods plan for us...
My take on Gods plan for us...
My intention isn't to sound like a holliroller...with that said, I believe God brought his only begotten son to us, for a reason. I say wth the hope that we will see how he wants us to live, before we can come to him. And to remind us that sometimes life can be a struggle. But their is nothing we can go through, that would compare to what his son has already endured. Lets face it, nothing is free. That is why our sins have been paid for with the blood of Christ. He knows we are all creatures of habits. So, I'm thinking he believes with practice we will get it right. And maybe just maybe the ones that are taken too early in my humble opinion...sometimes perhaps already have it right. Okay, you ask how did his son live? This is my take from all I've read. I'm guessing he was loving, with hope, turning the other cheek, forgiving, nonjudgmental, nonviolent, understanding, caring, selfless and above all sacrificing. Call me crazy! But I think we all have this in us. We illustrate this as parents. Sometimes we choose not to display it towards each other on a daily basis. Guilty as charged. Why, You might ask? I say because we get cought up in our own lives. This then takes us off the planned road God has for us all. We then end up living a life mimicking one of a robots. And constantly giving into the flesh. This inturn makes us unfeeling, unloving, uncaring, judgmental, unforgiving, nonunderstanding, selfish, violent and willing to sacrifice everyone but ourselves. We could probably agree that our take on what we believe Gods plan for us will defer. But lets agree what the plan is and just get started living it. Doing this will get us as close to the plan as we can. So, I want you to think about how you can get back on the road we're all suppose to be on...and just get on it:)
By:
China Meyers
My intention isn't to sound like a holliroller...with that said, I believe God brought his only begotten son to us, for a reason. I say wth the hope that we will see how he wants us to live, before we can come to him. And to remind us that sometimes life can be a struggle. But their is nothing we can go through, that would compare to what his son has already endured. Lets face it, nothing is free. That is why our sins have been paid for with the blood of Christ. He knows we are all creatures of habits. So, I'm thinking he believes with practice we will get it right. And maybe just maybe the ones that are taken too early in my humble opinion...sometimes perhaps already have it right. Okay, you ask how did his son live? This is my take from all I've read. I'm guessing he was loving, with hope, turning the other cheek, forgiving, nonjudgmental, nonviolent, understanding, caring, selfless and above all sacrificing. Call me crazy! But I think we all have this in us. We illustrate this as parents. Sometimes we choose not to display it towards each other on a daily basis. Guilty as charged. Why, You might ask? I say because we get cought up in our own lives. This then takes us off the planned road God has for us all. We then end up living a life mimicking one of a robots. And constantly giving into the flesh. This inturn makes us unfeeling, unloving, uncaring, judgmental, unforgiving, nonunderstanding, selfish, violent and willing to sacrifice everyone but ourselves. We could probably agree that our take on what we believe Gods plan for us will defer. But lets agree what the plan is and just get started living it. Doing this will get us as close to the plan as we can. So, I want you to think about how you can get back on the road we're all suppose to be on...and just get on it:)
By:
China Meyers
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Who am I?
Who am I?
I'll tell you who I am...I'm a girl that sees a good person inside everyone. This girl isn't perfect and is in a word broken! I believe God and being damaged keeps me humble. And as far back as I can remember I realized...that God has been there for me. I also know he has always come through whenever I needed him to. So, I made him a promise one day,"that if he gave me a second chance I would never let him down again! And I would give back or do good every day that I'm on this earth." I like to say "show me a person that pretends to be whole through and through, and I'll show you someone fake with an empty soul." I believe we should make no mistake that we are all kept in the light by the good choices we make in this life. Not by how you look what you have or what you wear. But what's inside, and how you help others. And that is what shines through you... you know, like faith. You can't see it, but it reaches out and touches those who believe and even those who do not. This can be shown gently through our actions towards humanity around us. At the end of the day this can't be bought, worn or shown off like a new pair of shoes. I can't help but feel an unbelievable amount of self worth, when I help someone or do the right thing. Actually, I ask myself all the time why am I here and what is my purpose? You see we all have one. I implore you! Don't ever close your eyes to who you are and why you are here. Waste not your time with things that take up your short life here. Let me evoke you to take every opportunity to make a difference in someone Else's life. Think not of your misfortunes, but of all your blessings. So, I hope from time to time you ask yourself "who am I?"
Thank you,
By: China Meyers
I'll tell you who I am...I'm a girl that sees a good person inside everyone. This girl isn't perfect and is in a word broken! I believe God and being damaged keeps me humble. And as far back as I can remember I realized...that God has been there for me. I also know he has always come through whenever I needed him to. So, I made him a promise one day,"that if he gave me a second chance I would never let him down again! And I would give back or do good every day that I'm on this earth." I like to say "show me a person that pretends to be whole through and through, and I'll show you someone fake with an empty soul." I believe we should make no mistake that we are all kept in the light by the good choices we make in this life. Not by how you look what you have or what you wear. But what's inside, and how you help others. And that is what shines through you... you know, like faith. You can't see it, but it reaches out and touches those who believe and even those who do not. This can be shown gently through our actions towards humanity around us. At the end of the day this can't be bought, worn or shown off like a new pair of shoes. I can't help but feel an unbelievable amount of self worth, when I help someone or do the right thing. Actually, I ask myself all the time why am I here and what is my purpose? You see we all have one. I implore you! Don't ever close your eyes to who you are and why you are here. Waste not your time with things that take up your short life here. Let me evoke you to take every opportunity to make a difference in someone Else's life. Think not of your misfortunes, but of all your blessings. So, I hope from time to time you ask yourself "who am I?"
Thank you,
By: China Meyers
Saturday, March 24, 2012
The way we think about ourselves...
Hello everyone, I wanted to let you know that we are all imperfect...and unique.
But what makes us special is, who we are, what we believe and our moral character.
With that in mind, sometimes we have to look in the mirror from time to time. This gives us the opportunity to figure out if those special things about us are intact. How do we do that? Simply, by looking at the choices we've made thus far.And then taking the time to make the change in us. Like if you were making plans for the movies, a date or getting ready to look for a job etc. All these things take preparation, time and calculation. Well, so do making changes in how we live our lives. To make changes in my life, I take a moment every day to see what could be done differently. And I thank God when I am given that chance to do so. Honestly, if I don't like what I see looking back at me...I prepare, to make new arrangements. When you do this the out-come is the new and better you stepping forward.We must remember that we're all in this together. And the choices we make effect not just us but others as well. So, I think you'll agree...you and your loved ones are worth the better you.
Sincerely,
China Meyers
But what makes us special is, who we are, what we believe and our moral character.
With that in mind, sometimes we have to look in the mirror from time to time. This gives us the opportunity to figure out if those special things about us are intact. How do we do that? Simply, by looking at the choices we've made thus far.And then taking the time to make the change in us. Like if you were making plans for the movies, a date or getting ready to look for a job etc. All these things take preparation, time and calculation. Well, so do making changes in how we live our lives. To make changes in my life, I take a moment every day to see what could be done differently. And I thank God when I am given that chance to do so. Honestly, if I don't like what I see looking back at me...I prepare, to make new arrangements. When you do this the out-come is the new and better you stepping forward.We must remember that we're all in this together. And the choices we make effect not just us but others as well. So, I think you'll agree...you and your loved ones are worth the better you.
Sincerely,
China Meyers
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