You Don’T Know My Story: Even Thru My Falls I Still Stand

By Sunshine

You dont know my storyis about my life and the people in my life. I express the joy, hurt, and heartaches I had to endure in my life. I truly have a story to tell. Being me wasnt easy, but Im here. God had to test me many times, but He was always there to pick me back up from falls. Because of Him is why Im still standing today. Everything happens in its timing and season. Now is my time to give birth to what God has placed in me; so my contraction, labor pains, discomforts, and overdue was not in vain. God knew when the time would be for me to birth out to you my purpose that He placed in me. My story is here to heal, deliver, mend, comfort, support, and help someone move forward. I ask myself many times why me. I was given the strength to endure what I went thru to stand in the gap for another. I was the chosen one for this assignment. To show how the broken can be mended, that pieces can be put back together, and the dull can still shine. If God could do it for me; He can do it for you. I pray my story motivates, inspires, empowers, and show someone a new light.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: May 8, 2014
• ISBN: 9781499009491

Book preview

Opening

I’m about to take you thru the journey of my life,

I will take you thru my struggle, hurt, pain, disappointment, and falls from my childhood to now while being a wife.

A lot of you will be able to relate to me,

As you have been thru the same things, streets, and avenues just you’ll see.

The time has come for me to share my release,

It is time to unleash my past and face the beast.

God has given me the strength to talk this thing thru,

As I hope and pray my story minister, help, heal, deliver, and save you.

God birth this out of me to inspire someone else,

To give them the opportunity and choice to make a change for God and thy self.

God is good because thru my journey I should have been dead,

Because of my struggle to Christ I was lead.

That’s why I have to give

God all the honor, worship, and praise,

Because from birth and to now He protected and covered me all my days.

He had me molded since I was in my mother’s womb,

He knew my purpose, but thru this journey I had to learn and be tested to know the righteousness to walk and consume.

It was nothing but the blood of Jesus that kept me,

And because of him I’m learning to be happy as can be.

If I don’t have anyone else I know that I got Jesus,

On the cross he died for the sins of us.

As I continue with my journey you will see why I love God so,

What I have been thru he has been with me; you are about to know.

As you take this journey with me take it to heart and put yourself in my shoes,

Hold on to God because thru this journey your mind you might lose.

This book is in poetry form,

I hope it captivates you while you’re at home, work, church, or at your school dorm.

Childhood

It all started Wednesday, May23, 1973,

I was brought into this world humbly.

I wondered if I was a bundle of joy,

Were my parents happy with a girl or did they want a boy.

I was the only child raised by my mother out of three,

My grandmother raised my brother and sister and when it got to me she told my mother you will raise that one to see.

So what is my purpose and identity?

To become alone and by myself for an eternity.

It has to be more to me than that,

God has a plan for me now that’s a fact.

Growing up it was just me and my mom,

Yall it was rough, it was no charm.

My dad the one I knew in my life played a small part,

He played a big part in my broken and shattered heart.

How could a child go thru so much?

As she cried to have her daddy there and to feel his touch.

That story we will get to later,

As my childhood to you I will cater.

My childhood has some good and then it gets rough,

As further the journey goes it gets intensified and tough.

When I was about five we went to a river or lake that’s when I got saved and baptized,

Back then we went to a Pentecostal church so God you better want and recognize.

It was church all week long,

From bible study, revivals, meetings, Sunday school, teas, programs, church, and on the choir singing songs.

There was no way of getting out of going to church you know,

Because momma wasn’t playing that even if you were sick, tired, rain, sleet, or snow to church we go.

Church wasn’t all bad, in my teen years my own Sunday school class I taught and had,

Who would have thought little old me having a class with my peers and being responsibly.

As a child even though I was broken I like to smile and run my mouth,

I would get so happy when we go to Miami down south.

Our family lives there,

When I’m in Miami I feel like I’m in heaven and get treated fair.

My grandparents came from South Carolina to Florida,

My mom and her siblings and my siblings were raised there, so to look back to go to South Carolina they didn’t bother.

My mom and my uncle were the only ones to come back,

The other family members would come to visit, but back to Miami they would pack.

This was the best part of my childhood,

In Miami I wanted to stay I wish I could.

We were moving on up like George and Wessy,

We went from riding the bus, train, and then planes, it made the trip short and easy.

Being there was always so fun,

Getting to see my cousins and living life in the sun.

I like on the 4th of July when my brother would get up early in the morning to b-b-q on the grill,

As we eat, shoot fireworks, and chill.

All good things must come to an end,

Back to Charleston from the vacation and holidays now it’s back to reality my friends.

Christmas in my childhood was a blast,

To see the many presents for me made me happy and I wish it would always last.

Being at school could be ok and also a hassle,

By being teased by my looks, wearing dresses every day, and facing my fears I wrestle.

Kids could be so mean,

To be like the popular kids was what I dreamed.

During my school years I did have a dear friend,

She was always there for me thru thick and thin, but when we got into our adulthood she vanished and our friendship end.

I think of her to this day,

I always pray that she is okay.

I also had friends in my neighborhood,

Which I didn’t do a good job of keeping in touch with them as I should.

We would play from morning until night,

Because you know we had to go in the house when on came the street light.

We always started to really have fun when the sun goes down,

Then we would hear my mom say, Vetta, that means it’s time to come in and everyone and including myself would say man as we frown.

My friends would get their mom to ask my mom if I could spend the night,

So I can stay out past the street light.

Most of the time it didn’t work,

Boy did I use to feel like a jerk.

I miss playing hop scotch, double dutch, jump rope, kick ball, red light green light, Simon says, tag, and hide go seek,

Making sure they don’t find me as I peek.

The good old days,

When I had fun and play.

I remember one day walking to school I was attack by a dog and I cried many tears,

That’s why today of dogs I fear.

I say that to make a point and say this,

Face your fears and get over that hurdle so that your goals you can accomplish.

I do have something funny to tell,

It’s going to make you laugh and cry out and yell.

These big drawers I had to wear,

I think because I was out of clean underwear.

On my way to school I go,

Not prepared for what is about to happen to me you know.

I was in the 1st grade at the time,

And I got to school just fine.

We had to wait for the bell to ring and I was last in line.

As I noticed and looked my big drawers fell and dropped to the floor,

I stepped out of them and kept walking with the class right thru the door.

The big drawers outside they did find,

I’m still trying to figure out how they place me with the big drawers I had left behind.

My Auntie worked at the school,

I know I made her and me look like a fool.

My Auntie came and got me,

I felt ashamed as can be.

She had to put a safety pin in the big drawers so that on me they would stay,

Oh what a day.

I know you probably saying your childhood wasn’t that bad so where is the bait,

I will get to it I just wanted to talk about the things that were funny and great.

My Relationship With My Mother

Where do I begin?

This is where the pain starts while tears roll down my chin.

My mother was strict and mean to me,

I barely could talk on the phone and boyfriends that’s a no no I couldn’t have or see.

I went thru verbal, mental, and physical abuse,

What happened to me when I was young was no