Steel weak

Cast iron ain’t got nothing on me and wood breaks as soon as it’s hit

Concrete is solid and aluminum foils but I’m more powerful than all of it

People talk and when they do, I let them speak their mind

I would care about the things they say, but it doesn’t bother me this time

The insults they hurl and negativity they throw, barely touches the surface

Hate is strong, but it doesn’t affect me, so what exactly is its purpose?

The attacks keep coming and because I’m resilient, I keep on bouncing back

No matter the weapon they use against me, they’ll never be my match

They spread rumors, employ lies and drag me through the dirt

But because I’m not the least bit affected, none of the bulls*** hurt

I can take anything that comes my way, so shoot your best shot

If name calling is the best you have, then nothing is all you’ve got

Titanium is tough, but I’m tougher, and can withstand any level of heat

Although I’m made of stainless steel, sometimes I do get weak

Have you ever met someone who claimed that no matter what people said or did to them, didn’t hurt? Although I am strong and my exterior is “hard”, words still bother me! I’m finishing up a book on Understanding the power of words, and no matter how much we exclaim they have none, they do. However, you can choose to take it away! Don’t give the enemy your power, use it against them!

Until next time my NOTE takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue

It’s not about you

A goal of mine when I started this forum, was to post every…..single….day! Needless to say, I haven’t necessarily been on my “P’s and Q’s”. Before I post, I ALWAYS ask God, “What do you want me to tell these people”? After sitting in deep thought for some minutes or two, I end up saying something, although that “something” may not be what I want to share. However, it ends up being something that we feel the readers need.

I’ve never been fond of the way I was raised or the life experiences I went through, and I sure as heck didn’t want to make others aware. Although I couldn’t understand why I was being tortured (so, I thought), I just knew I had to be going through what I did for a reason. My reason used to be as punishment for something I’d done in my life, but He forgives all, so that was no longer an option.

As crazy as this may sound, I learned that my misfortunes needed to happen. (1): It was all apart of God’s plans (2): There was a lesson in it for me and (3): There was a blessing in it for someone else. Part of the things I went through (I feel), was to be able to help others who were about to make their way through where I had been, or who were trying to find a way out. As much as I questioned and asked “Why me”, in all honesty, it wasn’t even about me.

It was about “her”, “him”, “they” and “them” all along….it was never about Deetra! I selfishly choose to put the attention back on me! When I took me out of it, and realized God was using me to help them, the struggles, heartache and pain, all made sense. I can’t begin to tell you the lives I’ve impacted, transformed or made a difference in, because I used my pain to help them get through theirs.

Because I was able to identify with them, I could help! Because I had been through the trenches and they the terrains, I could help! Because I had been through the fiery furnace and they the pits of hell, I could help! Because I said, “Yes Lord, Your will and not mine”, I could help! You never know what your situation may do to help others, but you can’t see it, because you’re too busy trying to get the hell out!

I’m not asking or recommending anyone to stay in a detrimental situation, to obtain experience to pass on to the next person. What I am saying is, sometimes it’s not about you, but them….and the only way you can help them, is if you’ve gone through it yourself! I’ve fallen on many of occasions, and the only way I was able to get back up, was on the strength of someone else’s story. Keep shining! You’re someone’s light in their darkness.

Until next time my Note takers!

Writefully yours,

Deetra La’Rue