Mom-istry

"Laundry"

Every time London sees me washing dishes, cleaning out the tub, or washing clothes she’s extremely eager to help me out. Unfortunately she doesn’t know that she has about one more year until majority of this housework will be all hers. Oh, and that Braxx Man of mines will be indulging in some of the house work as well. But as much as I would love for her to assist me with the very things that I do hate, sometimes I decline her offer only because it takes me three times longer for me to finish what I was doing. However, last week I went back to working outside of the home and last Thursday was my very first “off day”. So I decided to stay home and tackle these Mount Everest Mountains that were made out of dirty clothes. I was determine to wash every little undie, fold every little t-shirt, and find a home to every missing sock. & surprisingly I was doing pretty well on time. The Facebook, Instagram, and Snap Chat demon didn’t call my name too many times, so I was able to finish almost everything. But then it was time for me to pick up London from school. When we got back home she seen that I was doing A LOT of laundry and of course wanted to help her Momma with it. Since my mountains of laundry had turned into level ground and all that was left to wash was whites - I was totally in a good mood and this time I accepted her request to help.

One scoop of Tide detergent and a cup of bleach had been deposited into the washer machine and now my London was all ready to go. Even though this was my last load it was a huge load. My husband has a ton of white t-shirts, beaters and countless pairs of white socks. As I looked at the corner of my eye I seen my London trying to pick up the whole load all at once.

She struggles out to say, “Mommy I can’t pick all of it up. Socks keep dropping and it’s too heavy for me to lift into the washer machine.” She was bummed and defeat was all over her face.

We’re coming up on a New Year and for some odd reason our minds instantly begin to focus on all of the things that HAVE to change. New diet plan, new friends or… “no new friends”, new goals, new vision boards, new way of thinking and the list of alterations goes on. & at the stroke of midnight of the “new” year we rapidly begin to go after all of the new ideas that we have put into place. Now, don’t get me wrong. I’m a gigantic advocate of setting goals and coming up with a vision for your life. You’ll definitely see me back in the gym and eating much healthier along with the rest of the universe. My family and I are also wanting to purchase a home this year. But instead of trying to tackle each goal one by one, day by day, month by month. We do like my 5 year old London and attempt to pick up this huge load of goals and think we can successfully accomplish everything without making any mistakes or dropping anything on the way.

When teaching London how to do laundry, I instructed her that it’s much easier to deal with the load of clothes when you take from the top of the pile and you grab little by little. From that point on she became confident in what she was doing all because she had control over the garments, especially those crazy socks.

Got goals? That’s great! But give yourself a little grace when going after them.  Tackle your goals and visions the same way you tackle your mountains of laundry. Day by day. Little by Little. & if you “drop a sock” here or there. Pick it up and keep on going.

 

Falling down is how we grow. Staying down is how we die.

"When I Lost My Fourth Child..."

Last year I was depressed. Last year I was broken. Last year my best friend and I broke up. Last year I despised people. Last year I lost my fourth child…

Beyonce Knowles has this song called “Love Drought”, where she states “Are you aware you’re my lifeline, are you tryna to kill me?” I believe she was talking about her husband at that time but for me, personally, these words described exactly what I was feeling towards my God. Listen, Jesus Christ was/ is my lifeline and will always be. However, last year, I honestly thought my “Lifeline” was “tryna” kill me.

I have two biological children, London Victoria and Braxton Alexander. In 2004 during an outreach event in Cincinnati, OH I met a young girl by the name of Jade Harmon who was just 10 years old. She won my heart over and at the time I begin to mentor her. I didn’t physically birth her but now after 12 years of mentoring her she’s not only become family, she’s becomes something like my 3rd child. In 2011, August 11th to be exact my husband and I birthed our/ my fourth baby. Her name was Transitions Christian Center. She was everything that I needed, my friends needed, my family needed and more. She was exactly what the world was screaming for. But many of us took her for granted and abandoned her. My brother Quason, who I lost a year ago due to a illness got saved & accepted Jesus as his savior at Transitions Christian Center and my best friend, Shawnte was baptized at Transitions Christian Center. The way that God was using us through TCC was unimaginable. However, He had different plans with her and to be honest, I’m not sure if I agreed with Him at the time.

In November of 2015 I had a dream and in this dream my husband was asleep. When trying to wake him up it was a struggle. His eyes were dried out and had sandy cracks throughout them. I was literally looking at a dessert. & as much as my husband tried to open up his eyes, he just couldn’t. I remember crying out to him “Come on baby! You can do it. Just open up your eyes!”  …but at that very moment, I heard God very clearly say… “I’m closing Transitions Christian Center.” A month later, we closed the doors of our church.

God surpasses our dreams when we reach past our personal plans and agenda to grab the hand of Christ and walk the path He chose for us. He is obligated to keep us dissatisfied until we come to Him and His plan for complete satisfaction.
— Beth Moore

Death is the separation of two things and for anything to grow naturally and beautifully some things in our lives must be chopped off! I remember when London and my husband first started to grow their garden. They literally had to chop down all of the weeds and bushes and remove every rock to it's fine soil just so the seed that was planted could grow naturally, organically, and beautifully. See, there's a seed that God what's to place inside of all of us, especially you. But a "big chop" must take place. Maybe the "big chop" is your career, the people who you surround yourself with, your way of thinking, or something or someone that you love so passionately.  The pain of this chop digs deep. But the outcome of His plan is much greater.

 

Last year I was depressed - but due to the chopping and pruning of my Lifeline (Jesus), this year I am even more powerful. Last year I was broken but this year I’m allowing God to fix every inch of me. Last year my best friend and I broke up but this year we’re back and stronger than ever. Last year I despised people but this year I can love on people again. Last year I lost my fourth child, Transitions Christian Center, but this year God gave me Mommy & Ministry.

Those who know your name trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you.
— Psalm 9:10

It will be a year in a couple of weeks since Transitions Christian Center has closed and till this day my heart still aches but no matter what #IWillAlwaysHeartTCC and I will always put my trust in Him.

 

 

This blog is dedicated to my Brother Quay. Love you always!

This blog is dedicated to my Brother Quay. Love you always!

"New Strength"

London was in the mood to do some dancing after dinner and she wanted her Momma to join her. I mean she was really in the mood to do some dancing. She put on ONE glove, some leg warmers, and insisted on me to put her hair into a ponytail. However, I was in no mood to dance. Actually my motivation for this past week has been on ground zero. I only made it to the gy...m once, my amazing husband prepared majority of our dinners, and I had to restart the washer... twice. Seriously, "Netflix & Chill" has been my, to go to. It was definitely a lazy week and this definitely wasn't me.

I'm usually "The Encourager" in our household. When things don't look good, or when someone is struggling with something. Many can count on me to be the that one who pushes and keeps them together. God has given me the ability to always see the light at the end of any tunnel. Any trail, and any tribulation. But that light has turned into a blinking light, to a dimmed light, and to a "what light?".

Last night a friend sent me this familiar verse... “But those who trust in the LORD will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.”
Isaiah 40:31 NLT

You know why we don't receive the "new strength" that the Prophet Isaiah is talking about?! It's simple. Our trust is not in the Lord. Our lips may say that we trust in Him but our hearts don't really believe it. So together, lets take a good look at our lives and make sure that our trust is not in our spouses, a job, and definitely not anything from this world. "Otherwise, God may step forward to deliberately frustrate your plans in order to bring you back to where you ought to be." -Renner

Put your trust back into Him!

"Red Light. Green Light"

There's this park that my London has been eyeing for a while now and yesterday I finally granted her wish by taking her and Braxton there to play. For some odd reason I decided to take the street way instead of the highway. Which I rarely do. I guess you can say I like to go fast... hints my name, Porscha (insert loud laugh from the crowd). While driving towards this one of a kind park that London just had to get her hands on, it seemed as if we were stopped at every light. Seriously, red lights had become our new best friend. London could sense that this ride was taking longer than usual and was eager to get there.

"Mommy, GO!!" was what she yelled out when we got to our new bestie, named Red Light.

"I can't London. The light is red which means to stop. If we continued to drive while the light is red then we could and will cause a accident. As a result we could hurt ourselves and others". This is also true in the spirit.

Disobeying God's traffic signs could result in a accident that could possibly hurt others and yourself. Now the ambulance and police are called, also known as The Holy Spirit and Jesus to clean up the mess that we created.

Eventually your light will turn green and it will be your time to go in your business, love life, finances, becoming a parent, obtaining your degree, relocating to a different state and more. But don't be so eager to go without God's green light. These lights were not created for His good, but for OUR good. Let's commit to using them!

 

"I Choose To Use My Lifeline"

Yesterday, Braxton fell asleep before his schedule bed time (there is a God lol) so when it was time to lay London down, our bedtime routine was abruptly irrupted due to not wanting to wake up The Braxx Man. Two minutes later I enter back into their room to put some laundry up when I heard a small whisper from London, "Mommy can you say the prayer." It warmed my heart to know that she knows the importance of prayer.

Not intentionally, but as adults we can forget the gifts that our Heavenly Father has given us. Today, don't forget to use the beautiful gift of prayer.

Thank You London for the gentle reminder.

"if He Allowed It, There is A Great Reason For It."

Often times I would compare myself and jokingly say that I was the female version of Samson, the biblical Hercules, a man of super-human strength. Which was all found in his hair. If you knew one ounce of Porscha Peeks, you knew that my pride and joy was my hair. Every. Strand. But a few things happen this past season that I finally was able to... accept.

1. I was no longer Porscha Peeks but Porscha Coney and 2. I was no longer the Porscha that many people knew.

In August of 2015 I heard God loud and clear say "Ok daughter, it's time for you to look like what I am calling you to be. It's time for you to cut your hair. When people now see you, they won't see Porscha Peeks. They'll see the Pastor I've called you to be. They'll see the leader that I've called you to be. But most importantly, they'll see Porscha Coney."

I finally begin to accept who God wanted me to be. As a result, many things were stripped away from me. Trusting God is not always easy. Sometimes it can be down right painful, but as believers we have to get to a point where we begin to trust God's plan regardless of our fickle feelings. God is sovereign. So if He allowed it, there is a great reason for it. Sometimes God's blessings are not in what He gives us, but in what He takes away.

"Take A Knee"

 

After feeling like my life was on eggshells last week, yesterday I declared that this week would be a week of boldness. 

 

This morning the kids and I were on track on being on time for school. Braxton had his toaster strudel in his left hand and his Dino in his right. London didn't complain about her outfit this morning and the "talking back" was at its all time low. Today was great. I got the kids into the car, plugged my phone into the car charger and quietly I whispered to myself, "I'm going to make you proud today God." Went to turn the key in the ignition and my car wouldn't start. Turned it again, no go. The last thing that our family needs are car problems. 

 

Last week my husband and I watched a movie called "After Earth" staring Will Smith and his son. Every time Will's son felt overwhelmed and extremely burden his father would instruct him to "take a knee". Meaning to regroup. Assess the issue. Not to panic. Take a look at your surroundings. When I felt myself getting overwhelmed I heard my Heavenly Father say, "take a knee". Maybe you're in the same predicament. Bills are piling up. Seems like nothing is going your way. The stresses of life are becoming too unbearable. When you take a knee that doesn't mean that you're giving up, or that you quit. To God, it simply means that you're ready to listen and that God is going to reveal some things to you. So today, I encourage you working Moms, stay at home Moms to "take a knee". All of the men, husbands, boyfriends who are earnestly providing for their family, "take a knee". Entrepreneurs, "take a knee". Pastors, church leaders, greeters, and all servants of God, "take a knee". Working college students, "take a knee". 

 

When I took a knee God showed me that London's school was about 2.5 miles away, I had two working legs, a stroller, blue skies, and two children who love taking adventures. Needless to say, our morning got even better because we took a knee. 

 

"The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”

Exodus 14:14 NIV

"Put Your Hands in The Air Like You Just Don't Care"

7:30am alarm goes off and it's time to wake up our Lon V. for preschool. London is not a morning person but today she really hated todays morning. As I tugged on her comforter, kissing her on her sweet cheeks she whined, "Mommy, can you pick me up and carry me?". 

 

As I looked down at her with her arms reaching up towards me, I couldn't help but think that our God is doing the same thing. He knows that we are tired at times. He knows the many trails that we have to face, and He knows the things that we carry can get heavy. So this week, I encourage you to hop into the arms of our loving Savior and let Him carry you through your tiredness, tribulations, and through your weaknesses. 

 

"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matt 11:28

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Toy Box Cleaning


Today my daughter, London, was so happy about all of her new gifts from Christmas. She was eagerly ready to take every toy upstairs to her room to be played with. But as I stood in her door way looking at her some broken, half dressed, written on, destroyed, overly used toys I quickly instructed her to take all of her new toys downstairs because I refused to allow her to mix up h...er old with the new. So I grabbed a trash bag and ruthlessly threw out every "nik nak", un played with, not needed, room taking, damaged toy. Just as we cleaned out my daughter's toy box, it's time for you to do the same.

So many people want their lives to change but when God gives us something new we let it intermingled with the old. A new year is coming and it's time for you to go into every box of your life and RUTHLESSLY throw away every hurt, every pain, every room taking thought that wasn't sent from God, every too small dream, every unnecessary insecurity, every bad relationship that God is trying to break you free of, and every clutter filled space.

In spite of you, God still wants to bless you and He has something new for us all. So let's completely get rid of the old and let's make room for the new that God has for us. Clean out your toy box!
2 Corinthians 5:17 NIV

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