Humility is an interesting thing. As humans we go through ups and downs in our entire lives. Some of us more so than others, but we all at one point have gone through some kind of ups and downs. It’s these very trials that help shape us into the people we are on a daily basis. But what happens when you have to bite your tongue? What happens when you are taken down a notch? Humility and confidence are paired together like peas in a pod.
People say cockiness is often mistaken for confidence, but you never hear people say the opposite of cockiness is humility. Let’s define humility for a moment. The dictionary definition is:
Thequalityorconditionofbeinghumble; modestopinionorestimateofone’sownimportance,rank,etc. However, when most people talk about humility or being humble, they are usually referring to the act of respect and appreciation. Not taking for granted the blessing others given to you. Sometimes we have to be reminded that we are not bigger then the next person and although you may be ahead of them in life, it doesn’t mean their dreams or aspirations are any less important. Simply, just remember were you came from, and never get to big for your breeches. It’s okay to be confident in yourself, but don’t be cocky. The worst thing is when someone has to bring you down a notch. Again just remember people, humility will take you a long way, and very far up, on this earth. Never forget where you came from, lest… “Gravity,” will bring you back down to earth.
Okay so I am not one to watch chick flicks. Seriously, they have a name for a reason, “Chick flicks…” because they are for women. They are for the feint of heart, but every now and then, there is one that comes along that catches my attention. One of those where you don’t really know what the out come is going to be. I recently watched “Pitch Perfect” and to my surprise it was a very good story. I am not one that usually falls for “chick flicks” but I was kinda wrestled into this one by two ladies. They will remain anonymous so if any other gentlemen happens across them, they might be wrestled into a “chick flick.” And who knows you might just like it. I don’t do movie reviews, there are other websites for that; even other blogs. This is just shout out to say that my story is not the only interesting one. There are others out there that go through there own set of ups and down.
We forget sometimes what others go through and think that our stories are the only ones that matter. We have to remember there are 6 billion people on this earth. You are not the only one with something interesting to say. You are not the only one with something interesting to watch. But you can appreciate others for what they have to say. “Chick flick” or not the movie was good, so shout out to the writers that wrote and directed the movie. Nice to see something different on the board then your normal romantic comedies. The music sections where hot, especially when they broke out Blackstreets “No Diggity,” No doubt!
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One of my favorite blogs to do. I should probably update some of the women, but your know it is what it is. They are all beautiful and special in their own way. I’m just thankful I’ve had the pleasure of knowing each one.
I just don’t know what to do. I am at a lose of words. I’m stuck as you could say it. I really don’t know whether I am coming or going. Lately I’ve had to do a lot of thinking. I could be going to jail. I could be losing my job. I could be losing my life. To top it all off, the women I love has gone and lost herself, or maybe I’ve just gotten tired of her trying to find it. Life is what you make it, but you can’t make it if you don’t try and do something. There can’t be an excuse for everything, yet somehow there is. I’ve tried.
But to some I haven’t tried. I haven’t tried to speak better. I haven’t tried to be something I was asked to be, other than myself. Oh no, I haven’t tried. Others noticed, but to her, i haven’t tried. I am still the same person. I will always be the same person, and the person, that you don’t like will be the person I am. Because I am the asshole. I am the person that talks down to you. I am the person that criticizes you, even though I don’t. I am all of it and more, with nothing good to show for it.Apparently I have done nothing, and so we are right back were we started. Since I don’t now what to do…. all I’m gonna do is sit here and “cry….”
Lately my relationship with a friend has grown. We really support each other, and especially as we both go through trying times in your separate worlds. The thing is we have both been supportive of each other. Her words have strengthened me. My definition of the English language has helped her. (LOL)
It’s interesting the relationship a female friend can have on a relationship. They can bring in doubts, temptation, and many other emotions. It takes a lot to keep those emotions in check especially as the two of you get closer and closer. It’s interesting that I’ve had the experience of going through this but I will say that I know I will always remain the faithful friend that can be depended on. If she can show the same faith, trust, and dependability remains to be seen. Only time will tell. She will always be able to “Holla if she needs me….”
I don’t know what it is about this song, but it always gets to me. It always hits home. It shakes my soul. Shakes my every being. Every fiber in my body tingles when I hear this. And I always feel as though as if I’m in a better place. I feel as though I can go to a better place. So I won’t talk for very much longer but I will leave you with the lyrics:
"The Best In Me" by Marvin Sapp
He saw the best in me, When everyone else around Could only see the worst in me,
(Can I tell ya’ll one more time, one more time?)
I said he saw the best in me, When everyone else around Could only see the worst in me, (I wish I had a witness tonight, all I need is one) Heyyy,
[Choir:] He saw the best in me, (When everyone else around me) When everyone else around (OOOOh) (Could only see) Could only see the worst in me,
(Does anybody have that testimony? When folk walks you off, Said you would never make it, what did he see?)
He saw the best in me, (When everyone else around you yeaaaa) When everyone else around, (OOOOOH, Could Only) Could only see the worst in me,
(Can I tell ya’ll one more thing? I just need to tell you one more thing)
(Listen to this)
See he’s mine, and I am his, It doesn’t matter what I did, He only sees me, for who I am, (Does anybody know that today?) OH OHH See he’s mine, and I am his, It doesn’t matter what I did, See he only sees me for who I AM! (HELP ME SING IT,)
[Choir:] (Said that He is mine) See he’s mine, (I’m his) And I am his, (Said it doesn’t matter, what I did) It doesn’t matter what I did, (He only sees me for who I) (Yea Yea) He only sees me, for who I am, Yeaaa, Yeaaa, Yea, Yea, Yeaaaaa Yea, Yea, YeaaAAA
He’s mine, (I am his) And I’m his (It doesn’t matter what I did) It doesn’t matter what I did, (Cause he only sees me for who I am, yea yea) He only sees me for who I am, (I’m so glad)
(That he is mine) He’s mine, (Yeaaa) And I’m his (It doesn’t matter what I did) It doesn’t matter what I did, (He only Sees me…) He only sees me for who I am
He saw the best in me, When everyone else around Could only see the worst in me,
(I wish I had a witness tonight, Can I ask ya’ll one question? The question is simply this… What did he see?)
[Choir:] He saw the Best
(I can’t get no help up in here, because there are some folk in here, people have walked you off, said you would never amount to anything, said that you would never end up being anywhere, but [? ] tell them one more time)
[Choir:] He saw the Best
(When mama said you would never be nothing, When aunties, and uncles, said you would never amount to anything, When daddy didn’t come home anymore, He didn’t look at you and say that you wasn’t going to make it, God looked at you… AND WHAT DID HE SEE! What did he see?)
[Choir:] He saw the Best The Best [x7] (I said what did he see [x6])
He saw the best in me (Oh Lord, Oh, Lord)
(Can I sing the verse one more time, listen to this ya’ll, I love this, I love this)
See he’s mine, and I am his, It doesn’t matter what I did, But, He only sees me for who I am,
OOOoooo, Lord Yeaaaaa
He’s mine,.. And I’m his, It doesn’t matter what I did,.. He only sees me, for who I am,..
Sing it one time
(He is mine, ooooH)
He’s mine, And I am his, (OOOOhh) It doesn’t matter what I did, (He only sees me for who I am) He only sees me, for who I am,
(And the reason he sees me for who I am, because he created me in his image and his likeness)
(He’s mine…) He’s mine, (And I am his) And I’m his (It doesn’t matter what I did) It doesn’t matter what I did, (He only sees me) He only sees me for who I am,
So what is your weakness? What makes your knee’s weak? What makes you cringe, and just makes you… weak? Okay some of you’ll are probably think, oh he talkin’ about somethin’ nasty. Yes and no, what I’m talking about is what is it that you can have over and over again until your sick in the stomach, sick in the head, sick physically, mentally, and soulfully. What is your bliss? (Mines cheesecake :)) What makes you smile? What makes your mouth drool? I guess what I’m asking is, what is your… “Badhabit”?
So someone had the nerve to question the authenticity of my kindness because they felt like I was throwing it back in there face. I find it hard to believe that someone would think that me of all people throw kindness by the wayside and throw it back at someone. Most people don’t know me and have no idea what I go through on a day to day basis, so the fact that they would question a helping hand, especially one from me is funny. I guess its to be expected though, you can’t please everyone.
I’m just going to say it like this, I’ll chalk up the outburst and the accusations to a bad day. We all have one, but the next person that does question how I roll, the next person to question how I get down, will get the real reality that we live in. Everything ain’t peaches and cream. We cling to the beautiful of what lies around us, forgetting that there is darkness around everyone corner, in everyone’s heat.
You try, really you do, try to help others, and sometimes it can be mistaken as greed. Someone questioned whether I am actually the person that I say I am. When I take the little that I have and share with you when you have nothing, what does that actually say about my character. I shouldn’t have to write down how I help people, but when someone gets to big for their britches it really burns me.
Haters: Haters are an interesting concept. Let’s look at the word hate first. By definition most people associate the word hate with negativity. So by extension haters is a word associated with negativeness. What is a hater though? Many over the years have tried to peg down one.definition, but the word hater of haters is different per person. One thing most will agree on is that a hater is someone that displays an extremely high amount of negativity towards you or someone close to you.
For me, I’ve never really had the expeirence of having a hater until now. Some people I have talked with define a hater as someone that tries to make light of your flaws, thus increasing there confidence with-in themselves. I’ve had enemies but never someone I could call a hater until now. Not to name this person, but they are constantly trying to make light of my flaws as if my insecurities will shake my confidence and thus bolster theres. Unforunately it does not work. It’s interesting to watch on a day to day basis. The person I am, and have become, and will become, has no interest in getting consumed by the jealousy, envy, or negative nature of a hater. In closing I will say, don’t let anyone shake your determination or what you are working towards.
Many people will agree, once a hater, always a hater. In my opinion once you give up the need to care about what others are doing around you, and only then, will you remove yourself from the hater lifestyle. Worry more about what you have going on and how to solve your problems and you will be less likely to become a hater. And remember… “Haters gon hate.”