KB Poetry, Prose & Essays: Seek Ye First

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Seek Ye First

REAL TALK from KB: But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. (Matthew 6:33)

At some point in time all "believers" recite this passage of Scripture...but before I get into what I'm going to say let met prepare you of the fact that I'm going to work my statement backwards - going from the last point to the word itself.

Let's look at the term believer - what do you really believe? Is it possible to pick and choose what part of the word that you're going to apply to your life if you are a "believer?" The question that I continue to challenge myself and my friends with is - Do you trust God to work and move in your life?

My last question then leads me to the text and a new set of questions - If you are a believer and If you trust God , Do you seek Him?

I personally, have made a major shift in my faith and how I approach God and make faith walk. A bout with cancer made me really lean into the word. Through all the emotional upheaval I learned that my faith was unshakable. Shortly after the cancer diagnosis, surgery and medical madness. I learned that someone very near and dear was sick and dying. The person was extremely angry with me and had stopped speaking to me because guilt and hard feelings but God allowed me to remain a friend and a support throughout the ordeal. Now don't get me wrong, I am by no means a saint in the situation - my anger and resentments fed into the miscommunication and disconnect as well but I am not a cruel person, I was blessed with healing and I truly believe that God instructed and allowed me to "pay it forward"

It was through my healing that I was allowed to be used. It was through my own dark time and dark attitude that God was able to shine through. It was through my own stinking thinking that God allowed me to make amends. Nothing made sense to me during this time but I had made up my mind to seek God first. I can say that in the practice, believe me, it is a practice, my love for God has grown deeper and I can see, hear and feel His presence in my life.

Seek Him first!!!!

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Poetry & Essays

I wanted to create a forum for my poetry and short stories.

My poetry is the ultimate free expression of my inner most thoughts. My written word is all me without constraint of social norms and political correctness.

My pen name for writing is Muslim in origin and taken from both male and female Kifah (f) - struggle or fight. I chose this name because, like Miss Sophia in The Color Purple "all my life I had to fight"
Jari (m) I chose this name because it means powerful, brave and it speaks to my nature of being me in a world that constantly tells me that I am not allowed to be.

I am both masculine and feminine and I am a brave warrior who is un-apologetically me!

I am a writer to my marrow; it's part of my DNA, a generational gift. My grandmother wrote the most beautifully detailed journal that we found after her death. My mother is a published author - several nursing and nursing management articles. Now, I too have reached a place of maturation where I feel it's time to share my gift with the world.

This page will contain essays, poetry and short stories that covey the real and raw emotions of love and life through my lens. Who am I? I'm a lot of things to a lot of people so I'll try my best to utilize the various labels: Christian, Counselor, African American (Afro-Irish, Native) female, lesbian, co-parent, sister, aunt, lover, friend, writer, etc....

I wrote many of these pieces for my Senior Year Project for New College in 2006. It's been a long journey since then and I had a previous attempt at posting my work; the task became daunting and I all but stopped writing altogether...now, I'm back with a vengeance. I write new pieces DAILY.

The many facets of my life will ALL show as I continue to write

Poetry & Essays

I wanted to create a forum for my poetry and short stories.

My poetry is the ultimate free expression of my inner most thoughts. My written word is all me without constraint of social norms and political correctness.

My pen name for writing is Muslim in origin and taken from both male and female Kifah (f) - struggle or fight. I chose this name because, like Miss Sophia in The Color Purple "all my life I had to fight"
Jari (m) I chose this name because it means powerful, brave and it speaks to my nature of being me in a world that constantly tells me that I am not allowed to be.

I am both masculine and feminine and I am a brave warrior who is un-apologetically me!

I am a writer to my marrow; it's part of my DNA, a generational gift. My grandmother wrote the most beautifully detailed journal that we found after her death. My mother is a published author - several nursing and nursing management articles. Now, I too have reached a place of maturation where I feel it's time to share my gift with the world.

This page will contain essays, poetry and short stories that covey the real and raw emotions of love and life through my lens. Who am I? I'm a lot of things to a lot of people so I'll try my best to utilize the various labels: Christian, Counselor, African American (Afro-Irish, Native) female, lesbian, co-parent, sister, aunt, lover, friend, writer, etc....

I wrote many of these pieces for my Senior Year Project for New College in 2006. It's been a long journey since then and I had a previous attempt at posting my work; the task became daunting and I all but stopped writing altogether...now, I'm back with a vengeance. I write new pieces DAILY.

The many facets of my life will ALL show as I continue to write