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Tuesday, March 28, 2006

To Each His Own

I've always been a person that respected a person's right to choose who or what they want to worship but Philadelphia muslim population makes me so sick!! They walk around in man capris, force their women to cover up from head to toe while all the while they're wearing American made clothing...Anyway, today I was in Borders and this muslim guy walks in, coming in my direction. I saw him coming but I went about my business and he walks over and says 'You shouldn't show your weakness like that'. So of course I hit him with the get outta my face look but like a persistent, 'I am a real man' muslim he keeps going. He starts with the whole bigger than thou tone of voice and tells me that not holding his eye contact showed my weakness, the first thing out of my mouth was 'Dear, I'm from New York there is no weakness here' but then I re-thought it and decided since I hit him with the hood, lemme hit him with my intelligence as well, 'AND I go to Drexel, so I know that not holding your eye contact would give any intellect the sure sign that I did not WANT your attention, but I'm sorry if you couldn't get it'. This older woman laughed pretending to read a book and he tried to go on with some 'the honorable Elijah Muhammad said...' but man, whateva I had to leave.
You can serve whatever God you want to but one thing that is non-negotiable with me and has always been is that Jesus Christ is the Son of God,His mama was a virgin, He died to save us, went to the bottom of hell and snatched to keys of death and early Sunday morning got up with all power in His hands allowing me to even exist and He's coming back to get all His kids real soon...
So why would I ever be weak? These so called strong muslims who try to impose their dream religions on me can go somewhere because most of them have no job, 10 kids, 7 baby moms, and a prison record, what part of that is strong??? One guy asked me what was so great about Christianity that Islam didn't provide? As a human-sure salvation. As a woman-equal salvation as any of my male counter parts all of which Islam CANNOT give me...this was my vent for the day

Dr. CH, MD {prayerfully}

posted by DSweet1 @ Tuesday, March 28, 2006 1 comments

Friday, March 10, 2006

Heaven or Hell???

I'm ripped between the two parts of me and I'm pissed at myself about it...The Christ in me is pissed at me for allowing the flesh part of me to put up a serious battle. I know better, I'm a teacher of the Word!!!I tell people they know better so do better, and before I do my stupidity I tell myself I know better but in the heat of everything, my flesh wins out. For a moment I'm ok with it but then I beat myself up for being so stupid!!!
This morning I laid my friend, Anna, to rest and it made me realize that any minute now I could be gone or a loved one could leave me and I need to make sure that I live a life that, should I pass away people, other than my family, will say 'She helped me in this way', 'I know for sure she loved me' I would love people to remember that I loved, and I loved hard, I loved strong, and I loved real...
There are some things I know I need to do and of course late at night, I can hear the Lord telling me that I'm off, I can truly hear Him say that I need to fix some things but the flesh is scared that it'll blow up in my face and I will no longer be able to live comfortably or people won't view me the same way. But how long can one disobey a sovereign, all knowing God? The fact that He reprimands, shows He loves so why rebuff the love and burn for eternity??? I gotta make my moves and since His ways are higher than my ways, I'll turn it all over and let it be what He will...I needed to get that out, I'm gonna go get some work done.

Dr. CH, MD {prayerfully}

posted by DSweet1 @ Friday, March 10, 2006 0 comments

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

That Will I Seek After...

DREAMS AND AMBITIONS:
~get my MD in Gastroenterology
~make my specialty Oncology and get rid of cancer
~own a few apartment buildings/multi-family homes
~open a community health clinic in Brooklyn
~lead more people to Christ and get even closer to Him myself
~start a few after school programs for kids in NY/Philly/Boston
~make sure my children never have to struggle to pay for college
~write a few books {hidden dream, well until now...lol}

WANTS AND DESIRES:
*to be financially secure
*to never question/disobey God's voice
*shoes and bags
*a car
*to be done with Drexel
*more ambition
*to understand why others do some of the things they do
*him {beyond logic or reason}
*all my friends to just finally be able to relax and be happy

I've been torn between my wants and my dreams because my reality contradicts them both. I'm trusting and believing that these ambitions can and will happen. I really just want to stop stressin about my future. Some people may call me over anxious but my future impacts so many people: my parents, who have been dreaming and preparing for my success before I was even born. ME, I need me to do the damn thing! Disadvantaged people, they need to know there are people who came from the hood and still care and are willing to help {can't do that if I myself am disadvantaged and broke..lol} My children need not go through what I've been through. They should not HAVE to have a job in college to make ends meet, they should be able to just focus on their studies and do what makes them happy. "Ah, but a man's reach should exceed his grasp, or what's a Heaven for?"

Dr. CH, MD {prayerfully}

posted by DSweet1 @ Wednesday, March 08, 2006 0 comments

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Poetic Soul

After my heart to heart with the girls, of course my mind goes into over drive...

Right now I'm reading The Moments, the Minutes, the Hours by Jill Scott. I've been a fan since day one and her poetry has made me loyal. She writes about everything that i think, feel, or actually say. A few of her poems sound like some I've written and I can't tear myself away from this book. So the question now is {you knew there would be a question...lol} Why did I stop writing? Where has my motivation gone? I'm still living and going through, so why hasn't anything flown out of me, seriously in over 6 months???

I began to think, 'When he was consistently in my life I wrote anthologies', 'When she and I spoke late into the night, I had material', 'When He blessed me to see ___, it came naturally'...but while some have come and gone, others are presently here, so why can't I write about anything anymore? I've been looking for spoken word events where the poets are really real and not just weirdos, but a real poetry jam that could inspire. If anyone knows of any please lemme know, i need my inspiration back...

posted by DSweet1 @ Tuesday, March 07, 2006 0 comments

Birthday Weekend

This has to be the best birthday for me so far...I have some of the best friends I could ever ask for. My actual celebration began a few days early when my boss and co-workers threw me a surprise party and I received an unexpected and beautiful card from a good friend...I love those guys :-)
My boy Patience was my midnight caller and my roomie sang for me :-) Tasha was the star of the entire celebration giving me my best gift yet-AN ENTIRE JAY-Z COLLECTION! Needless to say I was too excited about this one. We enjoyed a pamper party and then went to see Madea's Family reunion {HILARIOUS}. Can't really remember everything in between but my girl threw me a lil dinner part which is always fun with great people and then it was club hopping for the rest of the night with a bunch of friends picking up others along the way...
Of course the NY crew was a lil upset that I didn't come home for the NeYo concert, but if I didn't do anything else for my birthday I had to make sure I was in church and the sermon was definitely for me again {I'm workin on it...lol} and then the girls got together again to go out to eat and just hang out. During this heart to heart a few things came out and I realized that I've done a few things/left a few things open that could actually allow it to be said that my love is flawed. A friendship that is growing can be stunted because of a few things I chose not to say earlier, another 'friendship' could be considered twisted because of some things I've allowed to happen instead of saying what I felt from the very beginning-sometimes being hard isn't the best hand to play :-(. Another relationship that I feel really affects every other relationship I get into could really kill me if I thought about it too much but I thank God for friends like Tasha and Alisha that helped me to realize that I'm bigger than it and will go on to greatness. I guess its the chance that everything could blow up in my face that scares me the most but in some cases it may help the other person somehow...i dunno when i figure it out I'll make my moves.
My birthday is actually being celebrated the entire month of March, next week, God willing, I will be sailing the seas to the Bahamas for Part II and when I get back I am expected in NY to do what we do ;-) thanks Madam Fab for all the VIP lists and what not I am grateful-don't be like that! J I missed u but I'll make my way to Atl soon enough. Thank you to everyone that helped to make this bday special-who knows maybe I'll go out a lil more in Philly this year....

Dr. CH, MD {prayerfully}

posted by DSweet1 @ Tuesday, March 07, 2006 0 comments

Saturday, March 04, 2006

THE BIG 22

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!

MADAM NOEL, TODAY IS A GREAT DAY, ENJOY ALL WEEKEND!!!

posted by DSweet1 @ Saturday, March 04, 2006 0 comments

Friday, March 03, 2006

It Hit Home...

I HATE CANCER!!! Any kind of cancer, it doesn't matter, I HATE IT ENTIRELY. A really close friend of mine at work went in for gastric by-pass surgery around Christmas time and she hasn't been the same since. She was originally diabetic and had high blood pressure and this surgery {which I felt never should have happened} made everything worst. For months she struggled and slowly she got worst. They found that she had GI cancer and was not going to the bathroom as she should so in a sense her own body was poisoning her. Tuesday morning, I lost my friend after she caught a heart attack all alone, in a cold room, because of this monster and botched surgery.
If I don't become a doctor for any other reason, I will to get rid of this beast. Everyone please be good to your bodies, it's a holy temple and tell everyone you love how you feel before its too late, never have them leave without knowing that to at least one person they are a special gift.

Dr. CH, MD, Oncology {prayerfully}

posted by DSweet1 @ Friday, March 03, 2006 0 comments

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