Sitting at lunch with two of my elders whom I have a lot of respect for we somehow landed on the topic of the importance of telling our stories. And how we honor The One True Creator through the telling of our stories. As I listened to their words I could not help but recall the words of Iyanla Vanzant in a recent Essence magazine; she not only mentioned how we honor Yah/God through our stories but how our individual stories may also be a testimony to others in their life journey. Often not being satisfied with where we are in life in comparison to everyone else's story we become shameful of our story unable to realize that maybe Yah is preparing us for something great in a season where it may feel like we're at a stand still or perhaps a season where everything seems to be going wrong. Sometimes seasons where there seems to be nothing happening in our lives according to our wants and desires may very well be a time where Yah is calling us to have a personal relationship and reconnect with Him on a level that we have never connected with Him before...which is where my story begins. My life right now can best be described as one of internal and spiritual change, where I'm questioning everything that I know and am beginning to look at the world with brand new eyes...
According to loved ones I am not supposed to be in the current position that I am at. Graduating with a Masters degree in Public Health last Spring I am supposed to be making big money working for someone or am supposed to be in someone's doctoral program. My parents, from Haiti, ideally would have me in someone's medical school, a dream they groomed me well to pursue during the days of my youth, but one that I found that I had no passion for. Needless to say my choice to pursue a degree in Public Health has been described as "one of the biggest mistakes" that I've could have possibly have made. So currently I am pursuing my dreams with relatively little to no support from parents, whom I grew up pleasing always acquiescing to their wants and desires. This has been an uphill battle for me, the burden that I carry daily with me...One filled with tears and self doubt...but this battle has also been one where I have been able to recognize the presence of Yah in my life and how He has blessed me with people in my life who offer encouragement and support where my parents once did. I am realizing the importance of being deeply rooted in faith in the Most High and trusting that His plan is greater than the plans that I have set up for my life...and I would like to share my story with you and bring honor to His name as He continues to reveal the magnitude of His being in my life.