Recently reading Mandisa’s latest post really inspired me to sit back and reflect on this year and where I am in my life at this moment.

Being the humans that we are it’s impossible to avoid heartbreaks, disappointments, set-backs that may spring up every once in a blue. I’m sure if we had the ability to control those things we would, but the reality of it is that they’re inevitable. And I’ve come to the point where I thank God for every bump in the road and giving me the strength to move forward toward his plan, that’s far more greater than I could have even conjured up in my mind for myself. Because every single defeat and every victory brought to where I am right now.

Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

I’m truly thankful for his patience with me and undying love. For always seeing me as his wonderful design, even though my actions didn’t always prove that to be so. I don’t deserve that one bit especially with my stubborn nature. I’m so thankful for the desire God has put in my heart to not only be better but put action behind it and Do better, for his glory.

Yes, of course I’m grateful for the physical blessings but I’m to the point where I love God not simply for everything he’s done for me, but just for being Him. His faithful, consistent, all powerful, loving (I can go on and on)…self.

Friends, I can tell you myself that I’m not a fan of change at all. I like to keep things simple. I like consistency (for the most part) but I’m realizing to just let God take the wheel and direct my life whenever or wherever he see’s fit. I can’t allow fear to control my life.

There is no fear in love [dread does not exist], but full-grown (complete, perfect) love turns fear out of doors and expels every trace of terror! For fear brings with it the thought of punishment, and [so] he who is afraid has not reached the full maturity of love [is not yet grown into love’s complete perfection]. (‭1 John‬ ‭4‬:‭18‬ AMP)

I know here on this earth I’ll never reach perfection, but daily I’m trying to strive toward it.

I wish you all blessings and happiness in 2015! Have a wonderful holiday! Be safe!

❤️ Irene

Before We Head Into the New Year..

Hi guys! Happy Almost New Year! Oh,and Merry Christmas!

Before we head into the new year, I wanted to just have a sit down type discussion with you. Let’s all take a virtual seat on my floor LOL

You know that at DR, we don’t only talk about hair, or fashion, or style, but we also think it’s important to keep your spiritual life in check. Now that it’s going to be a new year soon, I want to take a look back on this past year and really reflect on it in the hopes that it will resonate with someone.

My spiritual life took a full on, headspin 345 degree turn this year. I know ya’ll are looking at me like, “345?! What?!” Let me explain. My spiritual life, I must say, took a loss for some time this year. You know when there’s a voice in the back of your head like, “Don’t do that!”, and you do it anyway. Stubbornness, it’ll kill you. So anyway, I did not listen to GOD (because that was the voice in my head) and embarked on a journey that I was never supposed to go on (or maybe I was, in hindsight.) Anyway, that happened and my spiritual life lessened. It was crazy because right before this, my relationship with God was the best it has ever been. And then this.

So, obviously, this THING ended very badly. I was left really distraught and I felt like I had no one. I didn’t even want to go to God because I felt so ashamed that I had done what He told me not to do. Y’all know how the story goes: I eventually ran back, on my knees for forgiveness, and he accepted me FLAWS AND ALL. That’s the kind of God I love and serve.

Not only did he accept me back with open arms, but he has been opening crazy doors for me in my life, and it’s to the point where it can be NOTHING BUT HIM. It’s like,

Me: “God, I really want this.”

God: “Aiight, bet.”

That simple.

And I bless him. You have no idea how much. He definitely doesn’t owe me a dag on thing, but he continues to rain showers of blessings on me for no other reason than His love, and eternal grace and mercy. Not to say that I wouldn’t continue to live life for Him if he didn’t bless me.

Sometimes I feel like I’m in the Twilight Zone, y’know? I’m waiting on the other shoe to drop, just because that’s the kind of person I am. I’m human. I”m flawed. I have to repent every day, and sometimes, God literally allows me to bite my tongue (or cheek) because of my mouth. But he still loves me. And for that, I am thankful and am striving to get back to the place where I was before this. Can’t stop, won’t stop.

I pray that this post is an encouragement to someone who needs it, because I needed it when I was in my mess. God is love. Honestly, that’s what it boils down to.

Until next time,

Mandisa ❤

More Than Hair

Hello Lovelies!
Right now it’s snowing non stop in New York…surprise…surprise. Since I’m stuck in the house and it’s now February, the month of love and appreciation for African American heritage. I figured this was the perfect time to talk about how important it is to love who you are and the skin you’re in. Every now and then I have a craving for straightening or blowing out my hair. Once a few days has passed I can’t wait to wash it to have my kinks and curls back! Am I the only one? Your hair may be relaxed or natural. Every hair texture is unique in its own way. The most important thing is that it’s healthy and you love what you see when you look in the mirror.

During my own hair journey I get a lot of compliments especially from white people wishing their hair could do what “our” hair… black hair does. Which is ironic to me because normally we find ourselves wishing that our hair can do what theirs does. Don’t get me wrong I get compliments from blacks as well but it’s normally those halfway compliments. Usually along the lines of….”Omg, I love your hair. Is it yours?” -_- or  “Girl you have that good hair, I could never go natural.” What do you mean!? That whole mentality has to GO. There is no such thing as “good hair”….healthy hair is another thing, but like I said earlier….every hair texture is beautiful in itself. It’s ridiculous how our society embedded in our brains how our hair should look. We’ll save that rant for another day.

Regardless I absolutely love my hair, don’t get me wrong it does get frustrating at times but what hair doesn’t? I love the versatility. I love the fact that one minute I can have a fro and the next wear it curly. I can rock a pin straight look if I choose, or plop a wig on! It’s totally up to me. We shouldn’t be ashamed or afraid of what grows out of scalps, or ashamed of celebrating it.

“Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight.”
1 Peter 3:3-4

At the end of the day it’s just as important to remember who you are on the inside. Yeah I know how cliché it sounds but, no one has to tell you who you really are and what you deal with on a daily basis when you’re alone and it’s just you and your thoughts. I’m light years from a perfect person, my mother always told me who are behind closed doors is your reality. It’s amazing how much I learn about myself when I sit back and get real. I’m determined to live each day that God gives me with intention of becoming a better, stronger, wiser version of me, of course without neglecting the inside. Whether if you’re happy with who you are at the moment or not, find comfort in the fact that change is only a step away, but it’s up to you to make that initial step. The fact of the matter is whatever you believe about yourself is what will manifest itself. Good or bad. Sometimes we have to train our minds to think positively. For me this is the hardest part because sometimes my thoughts don’t match with my reality. Just remember that in time it will become your reality.

Unil next time,
– Irene