Lifestyle · Spiritual Journey · Uncategorized



This has been my sentiment lately when it comes to church.

My pastor, his delivery of the message and his testimony is great! It’s a huge church with a coffee shop. ** Lordbucks**  . Non-denominational.  Everyone greets you with a smile. The church itself is awesome. My spiritual journey officially began here with saying the prayer of salvation, getting baptized and involving myself with the church community.

There was a time I was heavily involved as a Pre-K volunteer, Young Adult group leader and going to service.

Every weekend.

Then…. at the top of this year, my presence in the church has become non-existent. No where to be found in the Pre-K room. Practically invisible in young adult groups. And never seen during service.

Why? might you ask…..

After careful prayer and reflection…

I don’t respond well to change. There is an anxiety there and I don’t know why.

It started last year when the room leader for Pre-K just left. With no explanation. We were close. Well, about as close as I would allow. She knew about the tough time I had when first arriving in Las Vegas. She related to me by telling me a few life experiences she had before Jesus. At times, we had that special non verbal eye contact when the kids did something crazy. We even did a Bible study with other members of the Pre-K team.

In my book, we were practically church bffs!

Then she left. Once she left, a lot of other volunteers left. Then new leaders stepped in and the vibe just wasn’t the same.

So once my Pre-K participation began to decrease my responsibilities in Young Adult began to increase. My former group leader had an opportunity to move to North Carolina and she took it. She asked me to be her apprentice and lead the group for the next session. I was so excited and said “Yes!”


Now, when the church says Young Adult, the age range is 18-29. In reality, the age range was 18-23. With a sprinkle of adults who were 25-27 years old. Then there was me, the only one approaching 30. Honestly, I was the only one approaching 30 with some real experiences about living life through the flesh. Didn’t they realize how much change happens between 18 and 29?? That’s like 3 different life stages in a 12 year frame!


My group was cool. We had a good time but we never opened up the I imagined we would. Everything discussed was shallow. I wanted to go deeper but the connection with the women in the group just wasn’t there for me to feel safe enough to share my story.

Then the ministry leaders decided to bestow upon me a second apprentice. An apprentice I didn’t particularly care for. Nor choose. Nor was she apart of my group at all from previous sessions. At this point, everyone in my group is between the ages of 18-25.

The study discussions became a little bit more immature and not relatable for me. The social outings were more for their age range and not mine.

I have to admit…I love a good happy hour! Not necessarily for drinks but for food and ambience.

The disconnect was getting bigger by the day. Going to young adults every Saturday night was beginning to feel more like a chore/job. Everything that I was suppose to feel while doing life with these women…I didn’t feel it. No connection. No love.

There wasn’t even potential.

I know…I know…with God as our common trait there should always be potential.

I didn’t feel it, see it, smell it or even taste it.

Don’t get me wrong…I attended young adults for a little over a year and I didn’t feel the disconnect until the last 3 months of my leadership. There was a time, I looked forward to being there and seeing these women. But there was a change……

So why am I not seen during service?

Well, by the glory of God, our church was able to expand its auditorium in order to have more booty’s in the seats to hear the Word of God.

Which is fantastic! A lot of churches aren’t able to grow the way mine has. My church is flourishing and spreading the word of  Jesus…. but the expansion wasn’t only in the auditorium it was also with my disconnection.

As soon as they opened their doors and had the grand reopening, I stopped making an effort to attend. Lol. I make more of an effort to watch it online. Throughout the year, I’ve attended a handful of times and obviously I never regret it and always feel good afterwards.

But my excitement and motivation to go is gone.

My connection with my church is gone and I don’t know what to do.

I don’t respond well to change but is that the only reason?

As I am rereading my post, I see that a lot of my connection is placed in the people of my church and not the God of my church.

People are finniky. Ever changing. Full of fear.

Even me.

He isn’t.


In Matthew 18:20 he says, “For where two or three, gather in my name, there am I with them.”

Let me just get those two or three!






Another motivating factor when it comes to the gym…..


Today, Planet Fitness deducted their $19.99 from me and I felt obligated to get my money’s worth with a quick 30 minute treadmill workout.

Last week, I talked about my love for intervals and this week is no different.

Well, the only difference is that I used the technique on the treadmill instead of in strength training.

The workout was only 30 minutes long with a 5 minute cool down.

**which is provided at the end of the 30 minutes**

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Each interval would last for 1 minute. The incline remained at 1.0%.

Rest/Recovery:     3.0 mph (20 min mile)

Pace/Steady:         6.0 mph (10 min mile)

Intense/All Out:   9.0 mph (6:40 min mile)

This was done 10 times with a 1:1:1 ratio.

After it is all said and done, over a 30 minute period, I was able to walk, jog and run for ten minutes.

**worked harder and smarter**

Right when my lungs were starting to burn from the speed of 9.0, I was able to rest and recover at 3.0.

At that speed, I can catch my breath and get mentally right again.

Maybe even change the song.

Lastly, with this 3-6-9 interval, I am able to still average a 10 minute mile (6.0 mph).

Which is my steady, go-to, foundation pace.

High Intensity Interval Training exercises are the best! So versatile and non time consuming. It can be used for strength training or cardio.

A lot of the time, H.I.I.T. is great with any kind of mental attitude I may have upon beginning the exercise as well.

Let’s be real, I’m not excited to get to the gym 100% of the time.

Generally, it takes 3 episodes of a binge worthy television show, fully charged headphones and phone along with mental negotiations with myself in order to get the job done.

The Lord blessed me with a strong, healthy and able body and it is only right that I take care of it in all ways.

1 Corinthians 9:26-27

“Thus I do not run aimlessly; I do not fight as if I were shadowboxing. No, I drive my body and train it, for fear that, after having preached to others, I myself should be disqualified.

Ballin on a Budget · Finance · Uncategorized

Ballin on a Budget: Beauty

In the last year, I have really been working on my finances.

From increasing my credit score, building a savings accounts and limiting my frivolous spending.

For Lent in 2016, I did a budget challenge through a fellow blogger and financial educator, Tiffany “The Budgetnista” Aliche, and only spent money on bills and necessities.

This helped me realize how much I waste money at vending machines, in the check out line at the store, and even out “gettin lit” and “turning up” at bars.

This challenge did have an effect on my beauty life.

There was no mani, pedi or grooming of the facial hair. ( eyebrows people!)

…… and an occasional upper lip.

Anyways, today I decided to do away with gel manicures. As someone who works in the food industry, the trendy manicure is a great way to have beautiful nails and not have to worry about constant chipping.

They really do last. Unless…. you work in restaurants. Where your hands are constantly bumping, smacking and rubbing up against the edges and corners of furniture. My hands are also in and out of sanitize solution and getting washed numerous times a day.

Needless to say, my hands go through it!

After a week, I have cracks and then a day or so after that.. the chipping begins.

Always in the same places … smh.

So I decided to get the gel polish taken off and regular nail lacquer put in it’s place.

Instead of picking out a color at the salon, I decided to buy my own polish.

This way, if my nails chip or the color is looking less than vibrant.. ..I can just touch it up at home. I don’t have to go back to the salon and search the endless polishes to decided if that was the right color. Nor do I have to pay someone else to do it for me.

Generally, a gel manicure costs $30-50. I don’t have the polish or a UV ray light thingy to do touch ups at home. Therefore, I am forced to go back to the salon or pay more money for gel polishes and buy the equipment to make sure that the polish works.

A major con for me with gel manicures is that my nails become very weak and brittle. Once the gel is taken off, it is only a matter of minutes before my actual nail is cracked, split or broken.

This is suppose to be healthy for my nails? The nail technician even said that it would make my nails stronger.

Sadly, it does not. It helps them grow but my nails lack strength and luster. They also have dents in the nails that take forever to grow out!

Today, I paid $4 for my nail polish and $17 for the technician to remove the gel polish and replace it with regular polish. I now can do my own touch ups at home and save the extra money!

A regular manicure costs $10-15. Which isn’t so bad if I can keep up the shape and color for about a month or so. If not, a quick polish change at the salon is $5-7.

I trust their technique when it comes to applying the polish anyway.

When I do it… it looks like my 3 year old nephew did it.

I use to care a lot about what kind of polish was used. Honestly, I still kind of do. On my Facebook feed, a lot of statuses from females will put other females down if their nails aren’t up to the standard of gel polish and designs.

Why do we do that to each other?

My reasons for keeping up with gel polish were superficial and shallow and not worth going broke for. Pride.

Will these females help me save for my next vacation? or for my house?

The Lord has blessed my financial knowledge and is revealing to me some great ways to feel beautiful without breaking the bank.

Thank you, Jesus!

Here’s to great nails!