So we're entering the year of 2012, and for the next weeks to come we will wish many family members, friends, co-workers, even strangers a "Happy New Year". If you truly mean what you say, and say what you mean this is what we really hope & wish for each other. Then Life speaks aloud..This is a test, this is only a test, I repeat this is only a test. How many of us recall that moment when that voice over would repeat interrupting the Sixers game when Doc could miss or make the shot with 3 seconds left, or during your favorite soap when she was about to say yes or no. Many of us shouted profanity in the air, threw something at the tv screen, or walked out the room furious! It was at that moment during your tantrum when the picture became clearer again, & you were able to see the replay of the shot which was good, and the smiles & tears as the two prepare for their wedding.
Isn't life the same? Just shy of two years having graduated nursing school, working full-time, loving everything about my job, well off financially, planning to make some moves, and unexpectedly it rains right in the middle of my picnic. There goes that loud annoying sound disrupting my favorite tv show. That day on August 5th receiving that news from the Doctor of having breast cancer I could have finished my day at work with anger inside, came home & lashed out against my family, or broke some furniture. But I didn't! You see, just like the broadcastor on TV that repeats not once but three times this is only a test, God too alarmed me. So if it's only a test I can choose to study, gain knowledge & wisdom and pass, or I could have had a pity party, accept defeat & failed. I chose to pass this test and activate that faith that lives within.
I remember at the age of 4 just a month before turning 5 years old sitting in my mother's room on her bed. The voice of the Lord spoke to me & told me I would have a sister & to tell my mother to name her Karita. I quickly told my mother, and she accepted the news with a smile. Later on while being cared for by my grandmother she received a call from the Doctor. Even today at the age of thirty six I remember like it was yesterday the way my grandmother looked at me on August 9, 1980. My grandmother sadness spoke through her eyes before she spoke the words, "Nickia your mother had a baby boy." I looked at my grandmom that day politely telling her she was wrong and so were the Doctors. Not that I knew then but that was a test! I was forced to believe the words that came out of her mouth, and why wouldn't I? Clearly someone who loves you wouldn't tell you a lie, or want to see you hurt. I was just 4 years old so I was expected surely to believe in the man who was there & delivered the baby right? Even at that young age I walked in faith without the acknowledgment of it. I never doubted, never gave in, and never threw a tantrum. When my mother came home that birth record read Karita Mills 4 1bs 6oz, and it didn't matter to me why the confusion, or what actually happened. I believed what I believed.
So today, I am forced to believe the possibility of this & that, but once again I know what God told me. In today's economy I am to understand the meaning of recession, but I still can't find that word in the dictionary. This is who I am, this is the make of me. Trust me I cry when you cry, but after the cleansing I wipe the tears and offer up a Praise! So I say to you & you have a HAPPY NEW YEAR IN 2012! If you or someone you know just happen to be watching your favorite show, and suddenly that unexpected interruption takes place, just maybe it wasn't heard when the man spoke the words this is a test...so I REPEAT IT IS ONLY A TEST.....