It’s Most Grateful Monday!
I’m very grateful that God made me aware of the meanings of the word vulture. Yesterday, I was relaxing then all of a sudden. God asked me to look up the word vulture. I already know what the word vulture means. I was curious to know why and I soon found out.
I thank God for directing me to what a vulture is when they are in human form. Personally I like the Urban definition of vulture because it was broken down for me. It’s very interesting to see all of these example that are on point for the whole world to see.
The most obvious examples are: * In laws (spouses or children) who suddenly become interested in there extended families affairs when it looks like death and inheritance is looming. “They’re inheritance vultures”. * Relatively desperate men or women who act as a support when they notice a relationship is on the rocks. They tend to offer biased support with hope of gaining a partner, mostly due to their lack of character, beauty or charm. “He’s a vulture, after his mates girlfriend cause he can’t find his own”. * Loan sharks of all descriptions, but especially those who hang around Casinos with semi-Legitimate legal deeds/documents for extremely undervalued loans of cash for or houses, cars, jewelery etc… “If you go to the casino, avoid the vultures in the car park, they’ll take you for everything you own”. * Scammers,spammers and con-artists targeting middle class to poorer individuals. Combined internet/mobile messaging ones are the most recent mutation of these mutants. “Social networking individuals fall victim to vulture scammers/spammers in hope of meeting someone (special?)” * Unethical businesses/business people/government bodies who watch and often encourage the collapse of businesses for personal benefit. “That corporation is being a vulture, they are fraudulently or unethically undermining their competitors business efforts pure greed, not survival” * Corporations/Political bodies/ Governments who exploit developing nations poverty and misery. “It is apparent that ‘x’ country has used supposed political concern and intervention in ‘y’ countries internal affairs in order to gain control for purposes of power, economic greed and domination”.
There was this time in my life, I made a decision without consulting my mother or receiving her blessings before I had done so and my decision turned into a huge disaster.
My mother told me afterwards that God had revealed it to her in a dream. My response, “Mommy why didn’t you warn me because I was being rushed into a decision before I made it.” She told me that somethings should not be told.
I was at the end of a wrong decision that I made and asked my mother for directions. She would not tell me what to do as a grown woman and I was a little irritated by that and did not let her know it. I’m so very grateful for how my mother was grooming me to make my own decisions and to live with them. It did not feel good at the time because I was in a crisis.
Before our conversation ended, she told me that she would never tell me to leave or stay because that is a decision that I would have to live with for the rest of my life. My mother never wanted me to blame her for her advice if things did not work out well. I had already been praying then fell to my knees again in prayer for direction later that day.
I’m extremely grateful for the decision that I made and can’t wait to write a book about the details. My mother was a wise woman and gone too soon in my opinion.
One day, I remember her smiling at me while telling me that I was going to show Sacred Journey Hospice that I was going to take care of her without her being in their facility.
Prior to that she was at their facility only one night and I stayed with her and she felt so good about it. It was extremely cold in her room that night. I politely asked the staff to turn the AC off. Shortly afterwards, the room became warm but I still could not sleep through the night. I just stayed with her and it brought her comfort.
I was at work that day, I found out that she was at Sacred Journey Hospice. My mother called me devastated and in tears that she was there. I took off work early to get there and made arrangements for a suitable resident. We were grateful for everyone who helped us and the ambulance that took her to the new resident.
I tried desperately to help my mother while working and driving from Marietta, Ga. to Hampton, Ga. daily to the residence that she agreed on. She could not stay with me because I was in transitional housing.
After one week, she left this earth and I was completely hurt. Words can not explain the pain I felt in my heart. The following year, I became a volunteer for Sacred Journey Hospice because they had cared for my mother when she was alive.
Her last days here on earth was difficult for me. The same week that my mother went ahead of me. I suffered a severe panic attack. I did not know what the heck was going on with me because I had never experienced anything like that before. I was driving down Cascade to make arrangements for my mother just in case I could not handle things when heaven was calling her.
I could have had a wreck but God kept me. Somehow, I pulled over then called 911 for the ambulance to take me to the hospital. Immediately afterwards, I was taken to the emergency room. By that time, I looked a hot mess. I was still in extreme pain, sweaty and exhausted.
I had befriended a coworker. Since I trusted her with helping my mother in the past during her chemo visits, I called her for help. She came to the emergency room to help me once I was released from the hospital.
Unfortunately, she had to call in late for work to help me. At that time, the people in authority at our job gave her so much static. She told them that she was helping me in the hospital and would be late.
I understand business has to be conducted but caring about your workers matters too. She was only a little late that day. I applaud companies that understand and care about employees health and family matters.
There were very few people that I could trust. I befriended this same black woman at work and she was a great employee. One day she overheard my conversation about needing someone to take my mother home from chemo. I was so frustrated and I believe I was in tears. Well she asked me for details since she was off that day.
She was the type of black woman who did not take any crap. She is a married veteran from Homeland Security with one child who has sickle cell anemia.
Once my mother’s chemo was finished that day. My mother told us that she was cold. I politely asked a staff member for a blanket but the staff ignored my request.
Well my ex-coworker got up to ask. Immediately, they brought my mother an extremely warm sheet, like it was straight from a dryer. Afterwards, my mother was very comfortable. I don’t know what she did but her firm tactics worked and the staff delivered expeditiously.
I learned that day not to accept bad customer service from staff about a loved one with a terminal illness of lung cancer. My mother had great insurance as a black woman while paying on time and was to darn sweet even to knuckle heads.
My ex-coworker took my mother wherever she needed to go that day and I was at peace. I found out that my mother forced herself to walk around and not be a handicap person despite the way she was feeling from chemo. I was so happy to hear a good report about my mom from my ex-coworker.
When it was too late and did not matter anymore I found out about (FMLA)Family Medical Leave of Absence. God knows that I would have used it to spend more time with my mother without being stressed and attempting to depend on others and I felt helpless.
If you are employed on a job with benefits FMLA is available. I don’t understand why people don’t share information that can help a person when they are in need.
When you see and hear vultures, you will know. No matter how certain people try to cover it up, the truth of the matter will be revealed. I had a dream last night showing me what’s done in the dark will come to the light.
After several expensive test for years and licensed professionals support. Last month, I was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia on a Wednesday and I was not happy. I will not accept this debilitating disease and will continue to keep my Spirit up by confessing God’s word over my life. When you have good insurance some places will take advantage of that.
As a black woman, it ain’t easy. I will continue writing on my blog even when I’ve felt like given up. I believe that I’m an advocate in many ways as a servant of God. It’s true, you never know what people are going through. Keep on pushing forward KINGDOM PEOPLE!
I do understand that God places certain people in your life to help you. Also, it is important to seek help when you are stressed out or faced with caring for a loved one and take care of yourself. Most people take meekness for weakness and God has a solution for that. PEACE BE STILL!!!
When your ways please the Lord, He will sustain you. AMEN!
Deuteronomy 35:35 & Romans 12:19 Great Day People!
Have a Bodacious and Miraculous Day!
