"LIKE THIS ROSE, YOU MAY BE PRESSED BY A HARD CONCRETE...BUT...YOU CAN STILL GROW... FOR WITHOUT FAITH IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO KEEP YOUR DREAM ALIVE." fania simon

Just a quick thought for today. Enjoy!

You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again...

A young woman went to her mother and talked to her about her life
and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was
going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting
and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one
arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water
and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the
first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the
last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil,
without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the
carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and
placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it
in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you
see." "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She
did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the
daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell,
she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the
daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its
rich aroma. The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same
adversity - boiling water. Each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after
being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.

The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its
liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its
inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the
boiling water, they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on
your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee
bean?"

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but
with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my
strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with
the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a
financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and
stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter
and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot
water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water
gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the
bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the
situation around you.

When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you
elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are
you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to
make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to
make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of
everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along
their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you
can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and
heartaches.

You might want to send this message to those people who mean
something to you (I JUST DID); to those who have touched your life
in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really
need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when
you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to
those who are so meaningful in your life.


May we all be COFFEE!!

Author: unknown
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"Retreat but not defeat..." Yes aya!
"A big head is only heavy when the NECK is not strong." Yoruba saying...

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Be Great in Two-Thousand Eight!

Standing at the invisible gate of mercy
Just to inspire the blowing wind on the polluted sea.
But first,let me make my request be known
For you are here for the asking.
In the Lord's Year of two thousand eight
I take authority over everything I am created to be
Before I was born You knew me ...And you designed me to be great
Therefore, I declare and claim all Your greatness in my restoration.
Let faith in Your healing be my heavenly soft spot to sleep
Like the waves on the restored sea.

fania simon
Inspired by the MOst High Jah!

O' Father I Thank You

O' Father I thank you!
I thank you!
For I see someone so real
Coming down from the sand up the hill
Way out of the East land sunset...

O' Father I thank you!
I thank you!
For your messenger, the x-pottery seller
Is sitting up high on her Camel's back
With the word inside her poetry sac.

I know she'll be here sooner than time
To infect us with the message
That You sent for our redemption
O' Father, I thank you!
For I can see her coming from way up high...

And I can see everything else
Like Camel dung laying on the road to curse them.
But the vision is as huge as a Camel fair!
...Plus, with You directing traffic, I know the trip will be smooth
She'll just ignore the gathering crew.

O' Father, I can see her holding on
To the center of it all!
Ah! I trust You completely....
For through poetry, you shall restore!!

"[I] know this first of all, that no prophecy of scripture
is a matter of one's own interpretation, for no prophecy
was ever made by an act of human will, but men moved
by the Holy Spirit spoke from God."
2 Peter 1:20-21

Poem: Fania Simon
Picture info: An Afar nomadic woman traveling to the next water site and pasture land with all her belongings tied to her camel. Photo © Lorna Chiu

Back to Sender

evil's agent came to my door
ringing the bell
and waiting to enter
with a package of confusion
tied with the rope of fear.

evil's agent wore
the uniform of friendship
but with the spiritual eye,
I saw the killer, the thief and the destroyer
right away, I understood everything
that stood before me that day.

"this box is not from God!"
that was what I shouted at him
then I took an eternal authority
and i sent everything back
to the sender.

O' I'm not signing for this
for evil and i have no deal in business
I am driven by eternity.
just send it all back to sender

and when it gets there
let confusion and fear
do to the sender
all that he sent them to do to me.
let him not escape his own darkness.

fania simon

TRUST GOD & DREAM.

DREAM.
DREAMS.
NOT JUST THE "American Dream!"
GO FURTHER...
Because in GOD
There is MUCH MORE
TO DREAM.

DREAM BIG.
"TRUST GOD & DREAM."
THERE'S NO LIMIT
TO WHAT GOD CAN DO.
JUST DREAM.

Ashes upon my face
Sucking in
The sea from my eyes
O' favorite child!
Sold as a slave,
Locked away
Inside the fire of humanity.
DREAM!
For in the natural,
I am still a natural gift.
I'am more than a QUEEN.

Again I say:
DREAM.
For this is the word
Of His promise to me
DREAM
"I'am with you always."
DREAM DREAMS
I CREATED FOR YOU to DREAM

"TRUST GOD & DREAM."
THERE'S NO LIMIT
TO WHAT GOD CAN DO.
JUST DREAM
ALL I CREATED FOR YOU TO DREAM

"TRUST GOD & DREAM!"

fania simon

If I Had Time

If i had time
I would pull on the side
And write a note that rhymes
But I don't have time
To pull on the side
And write a note that rhymes.

O' Heaven is calling a name!
'Yes! ' I replied.
I know the name is mine.

fania simon

'Situational Trust'

Spreading my wings
Traveling right on time
And seeing an evil face
Smiling near the table and plates.

I see four chairs moving
And the food looks fair.
But I see you standing there
Like a vampire looking for blood.
You make me nervous!

Just for a while, I say,
This is a situational guest
I can feel it under my skin
I know it; there is no trust here

Hence,
Calling and taking back the power
Transfering energy
By eliminating fear
So I add real lights.
By inviting THE BLOOD.

O' now I see better!
I just can't trust you
For you are wickedly "good?"

(c) fania simon

Hop On This Moving Object....

Hop on this moving object with me
I'm going over to the other side of the ocean
To chase this evil spirit away
Before I access my greatness

Why must I let them drag me backwards?
Can't you see they are not good for my life?
Their goal is to abort
To hinder all my blessings EVERYDAY

Now, I'm not afraid of you!
I really want to help you.
Hop on this moving object with me
And come to the throne with me

That's where I will kiss the hand of the healer
That's where I will touch the border
Of the garment
I'll show your every wicked one
The color of my winning hand

Listen,
Whereever you go
'Touch not my anointed'
Just hop on this moving object with me
Don't stand here with them in the dark
Just come and grow with me
Together, we'll have a winning life...

©fania simon

"I've earned my age; I wouldn't want to go back." --Mariel Hemingway

Wild Fanatical Dream

Fly Haitian girl, fly…

“Wild and Fanatical Dream”
That’s what they called my vision
And as the days would slowly pass by
I would pout and pout inside my heart
Because no one believed in my dream
But, let me tell you how good God is…
Today, my “wild fanatical dream,” came to pass…

© fania simon

Fleshless Soul

Spring came ...but now gone

And tonight is the night

I must be ready

Soon I will be flying...

Home.


Spring o' spring came

And tonight is finally the night

There is no more Waiting

There are no dying bones

There is no fear of thorns.

Soon, I'll be home.


O' my tired fleshless soul!

Fly o' fly up high...

Arrive and satisfy my soul

In agape love.


Ah, agape!
{Jah's unconditional love)

I'm finally home...


Written by Fania Simon (Yes ayah, a passing spirit.)

Supernatural Intervention

Supernatural Intervention

I have a testimony about faith
But only believers will believe me
See, the woman who gave birth to me
Had many things happened in her life
She had been ill with high cholesterol
With anemia, with Diabetes
And everything else in between
That seemed to live on forever

The body was losing its power
And life was losing its beauty
So we moved from the cold to the warmth
And since all our hope was not gone
We knew the supernatural
Would come from the East
And save the sick

So, I prayed
Papa prayed
Mama prayed
We called on believers
And they prayed

However, today we went to the doctor
And again God showed His faithfulness
O' what a supernatural intervention!

Back from the hospital
We praised him all the way
'Cause Mama is totaly healed.
He sent the word
And her illnesses were wiped away
We asked and we received.

O' supernatural intervention!
Again, we are free
We are more than blessed.

~written by fania simon

The Power of Forgiveness

Some people will never understand how sweet forgiveness is
Please, here, take a sip of it
For no one has the power
To keep my heart in darkness but me
That's why I left that road where parasites
Are still at work to bring me down to dust...

Right now, I am in flight inside my old aged parents'smile
And thanks to them, I now know how hypocritical TIME is
For she is no one's friend forever
One day she will crawl by my home and snatch them away from me
But who knows, she might snatch me first

Still, I am not helpless anymore
For I know the way to glory
Still, I am not helpless anymore
For I chose to live in His hands of mercy
In His time, my parents will live forever
Forever beyond this life
For in Him there is no death
He will keep us in His time until we get there

Why must I focus on your worldly trap?
Like always, time is not on my side
So forgive me that I forgave you
I now accept life completely.....

Way beyond this earthly time,
I know when we get there,
We shall remain a Godly family.

Written by fania simon

And the child asked

Semantic Stopsigns
And the child asked:

Q: Where did this rock come from?
A: I chipped it off the big boulder, at the center of the village.
Q: Where did the boulder come from?
A: It probably rolled off the huge mountain that towers over our village.
Q: Where did the mountain come from?
A: The same place as all stone: it is the bones of Ymir, the primordial giant.
Q: Where did the primordial giant, Ymir, come from?
A: From the great abyss, Ginnungagap.
Q: Where did the great abyss, Ginnungagap, come from?
A: Never ask that question.

Consider the seeming paradox of the First Cause. Science has traced events back to the Big Bang, but why did the Big Bang happen? It's all well and good to say that the zero of time begins at the Big Bang - that there is nothing before the Big Bang in the ordinary flow of minutes and hours. But saying this presumes our physical law, which itself appears highly structured; it calls out for explanation. Where did the physical laws come from? You could say that we're all a computer simulation, but then the computer simulation is running on some other world's laws of physics - where did those laws of physics come from?

At this point, some people say, [b]"God!" [/b]

I came accross this article @ overcomingbias.com
Future of Humanity Institute

Your mess is your message. My mess is my message

Your mess is your message. My mess is my message

Aren’t you tired of people who have not been through anything preaching to you about “a messed up life?” How do they know if they have not gone through anything messed up in life? How do they know what being hungry feels like if they always had food on their table? How do they know about poverty if they have never been outside of 90210 area code of the rich and famous?
How can one truthfully model life if he or she has never worn the ragged garments of life?

See, nothing beats experience. When you experience things in life and allow youself to be saved by God, you then have the right to glorify, to live and mature inside your testimony for the testimony is the message of God's goodness. That’s how Jah uses messed up people like us-like Apostle Paul, like Peter, like David, like Abraham ect as disciples to reach others. God did not use “perfect people who have never sinned” to be his disciples. He used real people—people, that people without vision often call “a fake.”

God uses real living people to naturally, supernatually and passionately illustrate His power. And those who have eyes to see will always see God in these people. See when people who have gone through things praise God, they praise Him from the heart not just from the intellect or from their "professional title". They used their experiences as their reason for the season….How can you not praise the one that saved you from the lions throat?? Why not praise the one who got you out of the serpent's belly?

See when you are down and out, when you are misunderstood, when you are oppressed, when you are homeless, when you are spending time for a crime you did not commit, when you have cancer, when you are bound by haters and gossipers, when you are abandoned by people who were supposed to love you, when you are shot by a stray bullet, when you are rape or drowning in domestic violence, when you are conquered by drugs, low self-esteem, alcohol, promiscuity, prostitution, or when Bipolar is running your life, or when you are deceived by thieves who work hard to pass you as a thief, if only you surrender to the redeemer who sees it all, He will help you, bring you out of the storm and use you for His glory. And you will spiritually stand to speak and help those who are where you used to be and also fellowship with those who have made it through the storm as well. (As you already know, when one or two gather in his will, He’ll be in the midst.)

We (believers, Priests, student of the Holy spirit, travelers ect...) answer our call and step into our destiny just by being obedient. By asking for help and allowing God to turn our negatives into positive and use us for His service. Then, surely we will then be free to be a witness and stand inside our soul to tell our message. Who is more fit to testify that --GOd IS…
Thank God for people who have been through some things!!!!! They are the perfect script to a perfect movie about God's power in this life

As blessed people who hold extra gifts (called artists or any other CALLED professionals), we voluntarily and/or involuntarily use our life journey in our art form. that’s how we become more than just "an artist", because of the anointing upon us, we have no choice but to give God a complete YES and step into priesthood in order to fulfill our spiritual assignment on earth. (Selah = think about it)

Again, if you are obedient you'll get power from things you experienced because when you’ve been through things, you can stand anywhere at anytime and boldly show God's love and power in your life to those who are willing to see and hear. They will see God in you when you sing, "I've suffered but I am here because God saved me. Hence, NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST ME SHALL PROSPER." And you shall stand and teach those who are willing to learn about the supernatural power who is always ready to help them overcome it all if only they are willing to leap into the unknown by faith. (see, before telling others to leap into the unknown, you have to first leap and experience the unknown in order to have a personal relationship with the power and authority of the unknown). Remember, there is no testimony if there was no test!

Thus, don't be afraid to live and share your journey. See, truth is truth. It stands alone. It is not truthbecause of who we are but is truth because of who God is. God (not religion) is true. Silent no more. Let your true experiences be your message today.

Here’s the math.

I was lost….and now I am found

Here’s the translation,

My life was a mess and now I am the message.

Here’s the goal.

Those who are ready to eat shall consume it and those who are not ready will continue to disprove truth and perish.

Blessings Beloved.
You really inspired this message out of me this morning.
Life is like a school. We are all in it but not all of us will pass the test because not all of us believe enough to study for the test

One love.

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My God is BIG. Hence, I think BIG" ~fania simon
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It is a miracle

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"The next time you look into the mirror, just look at the way the ears rest next to the head; look at the way the hairline grows; think of all the little bones in your wrist. It is a miracle." -- Martha Graham
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Waiting to Settle Your Bills Before You Praise Him?

Exchanging His word spiritually not religiously
Exchanging His word globally and traditionally
Exchanging His word politically and ethically
Exchanging His word logically and organically
Exchanging His word economically and openly
However, reasonably, the bills must be paid.
“Hallelujah alone can’t settle the bill."

So what are you going to do?
Are you waiting to Settle Your Bills Before You Praise Him?
Not me.
For I shall continue to praise Him anyhow!!!!

© fania simon

You Must Have Boldness or Evil Will Eat You Up Alive

Read the word and motivate your soul to success.
If you can visualize it, you can achieve it
Just groom your faith everyday
And talk your way to victory.

Meditate on positive quotes
In relation to your purpose here on earth....
When problem comes your way,
Speak this affirmation to yourself
However, you must speak it with boldness...

Say,

"I can't do what I want to do
But I MUST do what I am sent here to do."

This shows that you are not here by your own will
And that you must do what you are destined to do
See,
The devil will always test your faith
But be bold and always let him know that you are willing
To starve your flesh in order to feed your spirit.
Let him know in your daily statement
That you will continue to do God's work
Because you trust that God
Is working behind the scene
To protect you and see you through.

And when the devil shows you the image of "failure"
Say,

If I fall, so what!
Like Christ,
I will ALWAYS rise again
For I trust God
I will rise my way to success.
Simply as a baby,
I used to fall down again and again
Until one day,
I learned how to walk tall and win.
I never did stay down because staying down
Was never an option for me
Involuntarily, I always had enough sense
To know that falling is not the end of life
But falling is a part of life.

Say this with boldness:

"Devil, your schemes can't keep me down
Because my creator is working behind the scene
He wants me to have life abundantly
Hence, if I stumble and fall,
He'll be there to pick me up.

O dear devil,
I am too blessed to be stressed!"

© fania simon (Yes ayah)

His Time is Not My Time

Everyday something new happens
To make me realize
That my time is not God's time

Sometime I pause on my loud prayers
And calm myself down
In order to center in His spirit

Silently, I would call upon His presence
And invite Him into the room
Lovingly, He would appear
But only if the spirit was right
Then, I would hear from Him...

Just like the early morning,
He appeared before me
And He spoke to me
It was around 3:14 am.

First, I was relaxing watching a Nigerian film
He just tuned me away from it
In order to show me your true reflection
That was the first time
I actually saw the real you

It was just sitting there
Watching the movie screen
I witnessed you doing something very wrong
You signed an agreement with evil's blood
To give permission to be used
As a tool to help destroy me

God showed me the day we first met
God showed me the day you first came to my home
And God showed me another day
When you came by with a fancy camera
Just to freeze progressive time from my side

That day you were extra friendly.
You flashed me and flashed everything else you thought I owned
You made up stories to win my heart
O' you were at work
For your master, the devil
Needed evidence for a new frame up work

Then suddenly, while still in the spirit of revelation
I began to think back to our every past meeting
And I realized that they were all part of a set-up job
Oh how foolish I was
But i regret nothing
For I know the Lord is the keeper of my heart

While my eyes were closed,
The Holy one showed me you
He knows my innocence.
He knows I had no reason to stay on guard

Each time you came around,
I received you with open arms
Not knowing you had a veil above your malicious mask
And since my eyes are trusting
There was no way I could have seen the evil you

It was that simple.
You are a diciple to use by the evil
To craft something negative towards my destiny

But how could you have forgotten the days
Of our long chats and laughter and feast?
O' don’t you remember this?
I used to travel miles away just to come see you
And since I am the funny clown!
I would tell jokes just to take your problems away from you
I would provide you with a world of laughter
Until every tear of your sadness would dry up and disappear

But alas!
This is yet another testimony of human trust
Where would I be if it were not for the spirit on my side?
I know I would still be blind inside your death trap
I would be in the belly of you, Serpent!

Tonight your image flashed before me
Finally, God allowed me to see you
You stood before my eyes
And you were as happy as before
Your name was writing creative plots
Off the "friendship" sky

But somehow I was not totally surprised
For I ignored intuition
And fed my thirst for true friendship
Anyway, let me tell you what I said to God in reply?
I said, Lord,
It was not my will that my eyes were closed
I just loved them all--blindly
I said Lord, it is not by my own will that my eyes
Are just opening now
For it is your will
Thank you for this priceless lesson
Now, I shall add this experience
To my deliverance list
No devil in hell can keep me from your glory

Your time is not my fleshy time
But I just thank you for your favors upon me
Thank you for allowing me to see

You, who see every break of my heart,
And you, who see the length of my love
Please continue to bless all of them
Especially this image behind the dark veil
Please invite them all to meditation table
And please open their eyes
For I know in due time,
They all will seek deliverance from their own clan

Lord, help me to hold no negative energy in my heart
Deliver all, like you delivered me
Let the one behind the dark veil
Know that her devil can Never love her

Holy one, thank you for making me embrace silence
For only in silence, I was able to hear your voice
As usual, thank you for moving right on time.

Another Testimony by fania simon
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"Experiencing meditation in Him and stay addicted to Him" fania simon

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My God is BIG. Hence, I think BIG" ~fania simon
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He Will Eat Your Crops

I received a “mighty” letter from him today
Lucifer said, “author, your work has no substance.”
And his words tried to penetrate my mind with force
In order for his darkness to invade my heart,
But instead of mourning the words of death
I faithfully rejoiced
For I remembered the God who purged me

Therefore, I placed my knees to the ground
And invoked the presence of God
Who then arrived on the scene with more seeds
Instantly, He planted me firm
Inside the road to my destiny

God said, "author, focus.
I am the name above every name
And I gave you one job to do...
Your work is to carry out my vision
Your work is to plant a world garden
Not to listen to the voice of destruction."

Then I began to rejoice in His presence
Because again I heard Him say,
"I approve of you before I created you.
You are my instrument, my substance of faith
Through you, I will continue to flow
The issues of life
Don't you trust me?
Don't allow him to move you from my word
I am the one who is guarding your mind
Don't you trust me?
I am the one who is guarding your heart
Close your eyes to his deceptive attack
And open your eyes to my will
In due time, I shall bring everything to pass

Know that in me you will never lack
Continue to show the glory of Me
Soon they'll know thatthe mess in your life is a message
Author, I am the one still sitting on the throne
And I decide what is substantial not a false god
Hence listen author, I give you the authority to be…

I justify your “substance”
Continue to plant my seeds
For lucifer can't cut off your blessings
Just keep your eyes on me
And I will guard your crops from him

Like leaves in the wind,
Do not let him shake your faith
For only through a shaking faith,
He will gain access
And eat your crops."

© fania simon

I Did Not Ask for Authorship

I Did Not Ask for Authorship

See, when I called Him
The first thing I asked for
Was for Him to show me love
‘Cause I desperately wanted
To plant and cultivate
The fruit of love

So when i called Him
I did not ask Him for houses,
Cars, gold, fame or authorship
I just got on my knees,
And I dialed His number collect
Hey, I was so excited
He answered me very quickly

However,
From the sound of His voice
I knew He wanted me blessed
He was so happy to hear from me
And before i hung up the phone
He removed the curse from me

Do you want to call Him too?
Dial Alpha911God.

© fania simon
fania simon