The particular excursion at hand is the one of my mind. I'll tell you, that thing (my mind, that is) is in a class all by itself. My hyper-active analysis of life causes me to run myself in circles sometimes like a dog chasing its' tail. Do you happen to know anyone who just thinks ALL of the time, even in their sleep?! Well, that's me. And most often, it's great that I'm such a thinker, but they're other times where I just need for the wheels to STOP turning. I often times feel like I'm interfering with what God's will may be sometimes because I'M TOO busy trying to figure out if I'm in His will. I know it is when we are at our weakest when He does the most work. I also know that I need to get out of my own way! It's hard to do because as faithful as I am, I don't even realize when I am taking back the reins that I've relinquished (though I find that is the case with most people). This is just one example of the many dichotomies I embody. I am a conundrum, even to myself...
Most people view me as a pillar of strength, when in actuality, my strength is my weakness. My taste in music sometimes oozes "bible-busting Christian" and other times unearth a gangsta-rapper who missed her calling. Someone, who amongst peers may utter the most IGNIT of phrases, but will turn around and write a proposal to Capitol Hill. Someone who if looked at wrong is liable to curse you and your grandmother out (not really, but maybe), and will turn around and give them the shirt off her back if they needed it. Someone who takes care of and encourages everyone else and (obstensibly) doesn't need anyone to take care of her, but behind closed doors relishes the love and devotion she receives from her dog. I've been called a pecan twist...symbolic of all of the hard layers, but has that soft, gooey filling in the middle. I don't know, go figure. Blame it on my polar environments. As a child, I grew up in Detroit and in Flint, MI...then as a pre-teen was uprooted to a place called High Point, NC...Can you say culture shock and confusion?! I guess this is due in large part to the makings of little ole' complex me and started me out on my grand excursion. Let's see where I (and my thoughts) go next...
Since this is a collection of thoughts that chronicle my life, my walk, my ambition...well just everything me (which will sometimes include others)I decided to title it "Excursions of Grandeur." Our walk in life is definitely that of a journey, NOT a destination (until death anyway) even an excursion, if you will! And not just any excursion...one of grandeur! So, saddle up and prepare for this excursion where you'll encounter anything and everything...but NOthing in the direction of ordinary!
