Tag: Humanity

Calling all of Humanity…..don’t you think it’s time for a Global Time Out?

stacey - backI have tried for as long as I can remember to be kind and loving to almost every person I have encountered in my life.  It was a decision I made because I just want to be better.  Whether it is just locking eyes and smiling or simply saying hello.  I try to be a light in the place, because in life we are all here trying to live which sometimes is really hard.  Overwhelming to some, so much so it pushes some of us to do things and say to things to each other that are not right.

Calling all of humanity……..

Can we just call a giant time out!  Worldwide, every single one of us!  We are all so different in so many ways, or experiences have defined us and made us who we are today.  Some of us have experienced so much sadness and loss that your reality would be unimaginable to most of us.  On the other side we have one thing in common.  Each of us has only one live to live……  that is it!  One life we are given here.  We are born innocent with one common need and desire to be nurtured and loved.

What happened to us??

Remember life before all the wounds and scars?  All the words that pierced through your heart?  All the sadness that sits on your chest as if you will suffocate and die from all the loss?  Do you remember yourself before all the hurt, that turned to bitterness and anger to rage to unforgiveness to revenge and back around again….. and again.

Humanity do you remember that child, that small hopeful soul who had hopes and dreams for a future?  Who wished no harm on anyone until harm was introduced to them?

We all start out innocent… when did it become to have little or no concern for human life?  Each life is for a reason.  Each of us is made to do something extraordinary and what if we just as humanity agreed for a timeout and in that timeout we pulled a 180 and all just agreed to use all our powers for good and not evil.  We agree to support, nurture, and root for each other to help others overcome the hurts and the wounds.  There is a whole army of little souls out there we can change history for.  We can teach them we would all be better off caring and being kind to one another rather than hurting and killing each other.  We are not always going to agree on stuff, but if we could get it together and agree on one thing!

One Life!  How about we put away our bombs, guns, swords, but most of all our words.  Our words are the most powerful things we have and each of us can change the world, but most of us have no idea because we have chosen to believe the voice inside who is there to remind us of who we are not.

Change your words and you can change the world.  The next person may not do this but you are not them, you are you, and you can change you!  Be an inspiration to the people you meet and the people in your life and you just do that over and over again.  Come on!!  Your words have power use them always for good and not evil!  Let’s make that the new normal and we can turn this around.  Let’s stop hurting each other and see what happens when we care for one another.

I have just one life here and I want it to be amazing.  I want yours to be amazing too!  We can do this people!!

Your words are your superpower how will you use them to now to build someone up, or tear them down.

Please except this mission because you will be brilliant at it!

Love you all, Mama Stacey

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Four Little Words that stop me in my tracks!

Posted on by Stacey

I have four little words that can stop me in my tracks at times!

‘What would people think?’ has made me pause, second guess and stop an embarrassing number of times.

I decided to ignore those four words on my visit home to take care of my mom.

I went to the pharmacy to get wound care supplies. I looked like a million bucks because I dress up to fly, and had just arrived from the airport. While in line to ask a question, I noticed in the security monitor that the ladies behind me were making fun of how I was dressed and had done my hair.

While I was in the middle of a good pity party, God told me to pay attention to the woman who was already at the counter for a moment.

God told me to step in and take action on her behalf. In this case, I was supposed to pay for some medicine after her card was declined. The Pharmacist finally agreed to take my card and allow me to pay for her medicine, but startled me when he told the lady what I had done. I don’t like the attention, and wasn’t ready for the lady to grab me. I didn’t know what to tell her about why I did it, but God told me to tell her that He was her provider. (This was remarkable because He’s never asked me to share that message before with anyone. ) Of course, it turns out that was exactly what she needed to hear, and had been praying about since her husband’s accident would mean not only expensive medication, but no paycheck for the foreseeable future.

It was exactly what she needed, and exactly what she needed to hear.
She was excited about getting home to tell her husband all that had happened, and their message from God.

She left, and I noticed that the ladies that were in line behind me had seen and heard what had happened, and their disposition about me had completely changed.

The Pharmacist then proceeded to make the ladies in line, who had been mean at first, wait while he escorted me around the entire store to make sure that I had everything that was needed. At the moment of purchase, he pulled out his personal card to pay for everything, and said, ‘please allow me to do this for you and for your mom because I’ve never seen anything like that. That was the kindest thing I’ve ever seen anyone do.’

Even after being delayed in line, those ladies still had smiles.
What an amazing, high impact event in a bunch of lives. That woman and her husband, the ladies behind me, the pharmacist. And me more than anyone perhaps, even though I was just a messenger.
I don’t always say yes when He asks.

When I’ve declined, it’s usually because of those four little words, ‘What would people think?’. In this situation, in which I was already embarrassed by what these ladies thought of me because of my dress and hairdo, I went forward anyway. And it changed me forever.

And just maybe, some women in Winter Park Florida learned not to judge a book by it’s MomHawk haircut, and to stop being ‘mean girls’ at 45 years old.