Restored

I’m sure with all of the tragedies and deaths that surround us, as a result of the COVID-19 pandemic, many of us are left feeling broken and incomplete. Within the blink of an eye, it seems our very existence is becoming non-existent, and we can’t help but wonder, “What next”? Besides prayer and a cure, we are in need of being restored. We are so torn apart, and it’s nothing like we’ve ever experienced before. The shattered pieces that once made us whole, needs putting together again. As each day passes, we don’t know if things will ever get better or worse, and because nothing is changing, we believe the latter. We believe this crisis is here to stay, because there are no immediate signs that point to it being eradicated. However, the only thing that’s being destroyed is us! What we are going through now, is new to us, but all too familiar to God. He’s been where we are, so He knows exactly what to do, and when the time is right, He will. This country has taken numerous of hits in the past, but we weren’t expecting such a huge blow. However, I do expect God to bring us back to total restoration. He did it before, and He’ll do it again!

Stop looking at the problem, and pray to the One who can solve it!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Comfort

Today, I needed a pair of arms. Not just any arms, but His arms. It’s just something about them. They bring me joy, peace, protection, but most of all, comfort. No matter what I go through or am up against, God has a way of wrapping me in His loving arms, and reassuring me that everything is going to be alright, and you know what? They are!

Find peace in knowing you can go to Him for anything, and He’ll bring you the comfort and relief you are seeking!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Public Defender

You are in hot water! But, this time, you can’t get yourself out. You’ve gone to everyone for assistance, but they’re not willing to give you any. You’ve called and pleaded for favors, but the cards are not stacked in yours. Everyone that you thought would bail you out, bailed on you, instead. Time is running out and you’re in the thick of your situation, and your patience begins to grow thin. You are caught up and this time, it’s bad. I mean, really bad. Truth be told, you are in dire need of help, but no one wants to stand in and represent you, because you represent nothing but trouble. Sad to say, you can’t afford to win for losing. Just when it seems as though doubt is about to close the door, your Public Defender walks in. He heard you needed saving, so He came to rescue you, just as He did before. They made their opening arguments, cross-examined Him and passed judgement, and although they couldn’t prove Him guilty, they still wanted to nail Him. So, rather than allow you to hang, He gladly took your charge.

No matter how great the trouble you find yourself in, God will always send you the BEST defense, Jesus!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Walk in peace

The COVID-19 pandemic is running rapidly, but so is God. You might not think He’s working, but He is, even when everyone’s done for the day. In fact, He hasn’t taken a break since this outbreak. He’s moving, even when it seems the world is standing still. He’s already worked things out, as we sit and try to figure out, what next? I know you think He doesn’t care, but 1 Peter 5:7 tells us that He does. “Well, He’s says He loves us, but I can’t tell. Look at what’s going on”! Whether you believe or not, He knows exactly what’s going on and He’s going to take care of it! Let Him do what He knows how to do, and you need to trust that it’ll get done!

Be well, exercise precaution, but most importantly, activate your FAITH!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Swimming against the currents

There’s a state of emergency, and the reality of you not making it, is scarier than the trouble you’re in. Panic and fear have arrived, but your help is nowhere to be found. Although it’s scary, it’s a place that’s all too familiar. You’ve been here before, but you’re not sure how you managed to sink again. In fact, you’re not only sinking, you’re drowning. “Help me”, is all you can say, because you can’t do anything else. It’s so tiring trying to stay afloat, when your body wants to give way, because you don’t see a way. You don’t see yourself making it, because you promised the last time, would be the last time. Yet, you’re here again. But, guess what? It’s okay, because He’s with you, and has been all along. When you found yourself going under, it wasn’t because you were drowning. You were being refined, “dipped” and made stronger. You felt weakened, during your times of despair. But, to Him, they were mere moments of endurance. Despite the heavy currents, you continued to swim against them! And because of that, you survived once again!

When the billows roll, no matter how high they get, remember, there’s someone higher than them!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Do your thing!

What’s something that you absolutely can’t live without? Before you respond, necessitites is not the answer (well, at least in this case)! This “thing”, whatever it is, is something your mind won’t let go of. You eat, sleep and breathe it! It brings you so much joy and you just can’t fathom what your life would look like, if it wasn’t in it. If you haven’t figured out by now, that “thing” is your purpose, and writing to bring hope, motivation and encouragement, is mine. It may not bring me riches or change my socioeconomic satus, but it does bring a smile to my face and warmth to my heart, to know the positive impact my words have on people. Maybe you’re in a position that is not pleasing or fulfilling to you, but you do it anyway, because it pays the bills and puts food on the table. We all have to live, right? I totally understand, and by no means am I insinuating that you quit your job, especially when you have responsibilities. However, I am implying that you find your purpose and do your (damn) thing! Don’t live the rest of your life miserable or enslaved to a “job”, when your purpose is your “career”!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

They could be you

“I’m hungry”, said the man, and “I have no money for food”.

I gave, because he was me.

“Can you help me, please? I was evicted out of my home, and I have no place to go”.

I gave, because she was me.

“Ma’am, I’ve lost my job and don’t know how I’m going to provide for my family”, said the woman holding the sign on the street corner.

I gave, because they were me.

I know what it’s like to be hungry, homeless, jobless, destitute, in need and without. No matter who I see or regardless of what their situation is, I give, because I want to help. But, more importantly, I give because God gave me! Don’t ever turn your back on those in need, because one day, “they could be you”!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

Rejuvenated

On Friday, February 21, 2020, I had my final session of Therapy! My Therapist called me on Monday, February 24, 2020 to confirm what I had felt for months, and to my surprise, my response was much more different from what I’d thought it would be. I was extremely happy and relieved, but apart of me was a little anxious. I had enjoyed our therapeutic relationship for so long, that I thought I’d be empty without it. But, I reminded myself, that although she wouldn’t be there, the techniques she gave me would. Not only that, the very thoughts I had fought for 14 months to rid myself of, were trying to make a re-appearance. One of the worst things it told me was, “Don’t get too happy, because you’re going to f****** up”. I momentarily entertained my anxiety, until I remembered that I had been equipped with the weapons and tools to fight back. I uttered, “Although you’re strong, I have become much more stronger than you, so don’t you f***** up”!

I was so proud of myself for recognizing what I was up against, but more importantly, happy that I took a stance and didn’t allow my thoughts to get the best of me, because I had worked too hard do what was best for me! I’ll admit, those were the most grueling 14 months ever, but I am so thankful that I ignored the stigma and listened to all the signs of destruction. I lived in agony and silence for 21 years, because I was too afraid to ask for something my pain had been telling me I needed, which was help! However, I thought my medication and writing would eventually take care of what I had been feeling, so I really didn’t see the need in paying someone to hear my problems. Although those things provided me with temporary relief, they couldn’t heal me the way Therapy did. Going forward, I know I will no doubt run into more speed bumps, but it’s nothing I can’t “get over”. I feel amazing, like a brand new woman, but most of all, I feel rejuvenated!

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Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue