Jesus Take the Wheel

"Jesus take the wheel."

You often hear people retort this phrase. I have found they are the main ones who wouldn't let him if he tried. It is almost impossible for some people to get that they can only control themselves. IF only they would take control of their minds and actions, they would not need to try to do so in regard to other folk. Faith and fear cannot co-exist. Faith means you go forward whether you know what is on the other side or not. Fear requires directions, answers, breaks, and outright defiance in some cases.

Fear is one of the leading reasons people go against God. Fear tells them that they have to know, do and be all themselves, alone. They can only feel God when they feel good. And they only feel good when they are in control. If you want to let Jesus take the wheel, you have to know and trust that your life force is not by coincidence. You have life? You are meant to live. You are meant to live YOUR life. Not the lives of others. Creating issues. Causing situations that would otherwise not be if not for your interference.

In some cases this is true for our own lives to, that we have let go and truly let God work it out. When we lean on what we understand, which is so little in reality, we tend to make choices based on our little worlds that we live in. Never once taking into account how we fit in the bigger picture. In that instance your value shoots up greatly because if you are able to impact the greater good, you have accomplished a great deal,

You cannot do that if you are everywhere. At some point, you have got to really become still and let the power of the Word wash over you in a way that touches your very soul. When you let go of the wheel, just like on a rollercoaster; you can enjoy the ride. Bumpy and frightening as life can get, knowing that you are born to win. Knowing that if you would only be still and let "Jesus take the wheel," you just may get to where you are going in one piece. What's your issue?

Back to Realati

For me, becoming more whole revealed the separation that lies within me. Realati was born out of pain and fear. Over the course of a year and a half, I had several gall bladder attacks. The first one happened the night of Carmen's birthday party. I was cooking and bringing chicken wings. AS I was frying the wings, and randomly eating the wings; I began to have tremendous pain and vomiting spells.
I did not associate the pain with the fried chicken. I had to go to the party because my Sweet Thang was meeting me there and there was no way I was gonna miss being with him. Yet, the pain and vomiting were real. They stopped after a while and I was able to meet with my Sweet Thang and do the Wild Thang, even with the lingering pain. This was in October.
I had no more bouts with said pain and vomiting until April. We bought cake with Buttercreme frosting and real ice cream for our son's birthday party. I indulged and it started all over again. I was not able to make the connection at this time either, but I did go to the doctor as I cannot take pain and the man who taught me how to love could not bear to see me in such pain. I was told my gall bladder needed to be removed. I had fried it with fried, greasy, oily, fatty foods.
Wow! It messed me up to know that I have overindulged in something to the point it destroyed an organ in my body. I had let and issue become a horrible situation. I had been lying to myself. This fact along with how ignorant I was about the effects of certain foods had almost cost me my life. After I came home from the hospital, I started a garden. When the man was done tilling the ground, I lay upon it on my back looking up to the sky and thanking God for enlightening me. As my neighbors watch in amazement and the man who taught me how to loved looked at me with his, "What the hell is wrong with her," look on his face; I got up a different, wiser, more open person. I was fully aware of how fragile I was and how I was my own worse enemy.
I began a journey that saw 78lbs in weight loss and the birth of Realati Lyphe.