Monday, September 24, 2012
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Friday, April 13, 2012
April 4, 2012
The Second Chance
Ohhh If only I could tell you about all of my Second Chances,
You would be like wow.
Where Im always like How?
My God is amazing.
I’ve been delivered from some of the darkest places, moments
My “second chances” were all learning experiences.
I always knew that I was doing something that I wasn’t
supposed to be doing but like any other
human I kept right on doing it.
However, I am a firm believer of once you receive punishment
for doing something wrong once, the only
thing left for you to do is to stop doing it.
As I shrug my shoulders and shake my head thinking of those
times I’m laughing at the same time.
Who knew. He knew. He knows all things.
He is the Manufacturer of Beautiful and Great things. He
knows that his products will have moments of malfunction, despair and multiple
breakdowns. That’s exactly why he creates a repairman for all of us.
As I think of my son right now when he’s intentionally done something wrong and I ask him why did
you do that? His reply is usually “I know I wasn’t supposed to, but I did. I’m sorry ”
I don’t even if he knows that he is always admitting his faults and
asking for a second chance.
I don’t about you but Im so thankful and grateful for
second chances. I honestly don’t know
what my life would be like without them. Thank you Jesus. Thank you for forgiving me again and again. Thank you for
giving me all those second chances. I want you to know that my downtime allowed
me to be a little more appreciative of all the things that you have given me on
purpose. I want you to know that during my rehabilitation, I made promises to
you to not repeat those actions that were unlike you God. I want you to know
that I value you and respect you for giving me all those second chances. Thank
you Lord. Thank you Jesus. Thank you . Thank you again for allowing me another
chance to live my life on Purpose and according to your will. Thank you. Erica
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Inspired by Whitney
Today as I watched Whitney Houstons' funeral I kept thinking Wow.
I wonder what people will say about me.
Ever since I was a little girl people would find little things to say about me,
Oh she’s this or oh she’s gonna be that
Oh don’t let me forget the fact that I was skinny, dressed crazy and oh yeah too black.
It wasn’t until I reached a certain age that I began to see beautiful faces of people that looked just liked me
And one of those beautiful faces just so happened to be the beautiful brown skin, nappy, curly haired Whitney.
She was on the cover of a magazine with that beautiful smile with red lip stick, a polka dot skirt and that thing she wore in her hair in the 80s and skinny.
I don’t remember exactly what I said but I found myself thinking Wow. That’s just like me.
I liked polka dots and I was skinny and brown skinned too.
Whitney was the reason I asked for the spiral curled ponytail on top of my nappy hair.
She may have been the inspiration behind me choosing to wear the red and white polka dot skirt with the white shirt in my fifth grade photos.
I know for a fact she was the inspiration behind me wanting to be a model, inside someone’s magazine.
Watching Whitney in the Bodyguard, I wanted to beautiful just like her. I wanted to be on TV one day but I knew I couldn’t sing. I tried my best to hit the high notes like Whitney as a child but God didn’t bless me with that talent.
But it wasn’t until today, that I realized all of the things I adored about Whitney and all of the things I said I wanted to do to be like her, a beautiful brown skinned face just like mine, Have come to pass. Praise God.
I have been that girl inside of magazines, with red lip stick too might I add, I’ve been on the TV screen as a model and I’ve been told that I’ve inspired others through my talents.
Even though my talent hasn’t been displayed as largely as Whitney, I’m still thankful and grateful that I can say, I’ve lived and am currently living my dreams. Thank you Whitney. For inspiring me.
I believe that today, even laying in your casket, you’ve inspired me and that’s to keep moving forward with my dreams so that the legacy I leave for my son and my family will be great and I wont have to wonder what they’ll say about me.
Rest in Peace Whitney. Thank you again for inspiring Me
Erica Coleman ©2012
When you think about life. Look at as if your taking a long walk, with no destination. Its ok to cry about getting wet in the rain, because the sun will eventually come out to dry you off.
When you encounter strange things and people feel free to laugh. Hell, they just might think you're strange too because you're walking alone,smiling at them for no reason.
Life or "the walk" can take u many places, good and bad. But one thing is promised.
Now i'm warning you not to carry so much baggage because that will only slow you down. Its way better to carry less and walk freely because you don't know where you're going.
So go ahead and release all your doubts & precautions about life, I mean "the walk." It may be dark now, but daylight has to come soon.
Be prepared to smile when the sun comes, rest when the sun sets, and sleep while the moon is lit.
"Life", I mean the rest of your walk awaits your awakening and memories to come the next day.
The great ones Endureth to the end.
Written by Erica Coleman for u.
Enjoy the journey
copyright@Erica Coleman (c) 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Furthermore, I haven't written one in a few years, especially after my computer was stolen. Now that I feel I need to get back to releasing things directly to the source, Im going to do it this way. Here we go:
February 26, 2012
As the days pass, I realize that my life is really starting to blossom. For the most part , I can honestly say that Im happy but there are still some areas that I can’t help but get emotional about. A lot of things have been revealed to me, some for the good and some bad. I feel that now is the time to continue to release. Release thoughts, feelings and more importantly people. Everyone is not your cheerleader. Most of the people that I thought would be rooting for me, I can’t even hear on the sidelines period.
“The silent messages that I receive are the ones that mean the most to me.” Sometimes I find it strange how I can walk into a room and feel the thoughts. I mean I can honestly feel how people feel about me as if they are speaking directly to me. This is weird I know but I’m glad for the gift.
One of things that was hardest to let go of finally hurt me enough to let go. The memories are still there which get me through most of my days but its hard as well.
My life at this point is good. I’m moving forward. DJ’s moving forward. We’re moving forward and Im praying that this cycle of my life continues.
The sun shines brightly everyday.
Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t see.These are the days I find myself thinking a lot.Thinking a lot about my life and what will become of me. One morning as we walked outside at 7:15 a.m. the moon was still out,
D.J. screamed “Hey, it’s morningtime! You’re not supposed to be there.”
I looked up at the full moon and said,” What?”
He said “Mommy, it’s morningtime. The moon is not supposed to be there.”
I laughed and said you’re right. That day as I shared my story with everyone that I encountered, most of the replies were”Wow. He’s smart.” I smiled and said “yeah, thats my DJ.”
That’s kind of how I feel about my life. “Wow. How did I get here?” I guess my hard work and dedication has finally paid off.
The month of January was so pleasant yet stressful. I was moving so much that I stopped paying attention to the days. A lady at my office said that’s what happens when you’re “famous” you don’t stop moving. I still laugh at the comment because, I’m not famous but its always nice when people see star quality in you.
I’m rambling on I know. But I’m happy.Happy with the moments. Happy that my life has started with GOD as the center and coach of my days.
Its funny how life happens, who would have thought that Erica the girl that loved “music” so much wouldn’t know the words to any of the popular songs. Instead my head is now filled with songs of praise and worship throughout the day. I now reference bible verses when I need guidance. It was only less than a year ago that I prayed to allow my mind to be receptive to the word and teachings of the bible.
Thank God I’m healed and delivered. Things that once meant so much have little to no more meaning. I’m still praying though. Praying daily for my life.
Tonight when DJ called me to say his prayers with him, he said mommy don’t say it, I can say them by myself. And he did. I love my son with all my heart. That’s something that I will continue to be proud of everyday. I made the right choice. Praise God.
Grateful to be enabled. Erica Coleman © 2012
I know it's been a while. But I've been working. Working on the new ME :) Well not quite, I still look, act and dress the same. The only thing Ive added to my swag is the new title of Author! It's official. I did IT. I am now a published Author. And guess what? People are actually reading my stuff. "Dying to Be Loved" By Erica Coleman is here.