|Posted on May 6, 2018 at 10:50 PM||comments (0)|
Wow! I’m wrapping up the first weekend of May 2018 and wondering where the time has gone.
As the year fades away, I’m more focused on the things I placed on both last and this year’s To-Do List. Writing the next book is still #1 on the list. This weekend, I made a major investment in accomplishing that goal by attending the #ScribesArise Writers Bootcamp held in in the suburbs of Chicago. During the gathering, the words “charismatic,” “prophetic,” and “burning words” were used, so it was not ordinary writer’s retreat. I left not only inspired, but also infused with the fire of he Holy Spirit to continue writing words that are on assignment. Like the prophets and scribes who produced the writings
While most academicians will work to churn out research articles this summer, I’m looking forward to pouring out my soul in spiritual writing. Just go to any bookstore (yes, they still exist) and you’ll find rows and rows of books from well-known authors like T.D. Jakes, Joyce Meyer, and Joel Osteen, just to name a few. The categories have expanded over the years, and I’m still talking about all of the books that are supposed to be alongside the many authors and books that fall under “Christian Life” or “Spirituality.”
A sister must get to work. I’ve been writing, but now I’m writing with more intentionality.
My prayer is that I won’t take the words inside of me to the grave, but my prayer is that they will be released to heal, inspire, and restore. They'll be released to help people LOOK and LIVE!
May the words you have on assignment flow out onto pages, blogs, songs, prayers, and books in this season. May our names not be recorded in the card catalogue of all the books that went to the grave with authors who did not birth them during their lives.
|Posted on October 10, 2017 at 9:20 PM||comments (0)|
I pray you are well as you read these words.
One of the ways my faith was framed was in the churches of the South Carolina Lowcountry, more specifically the New Hope Missionary Baptist Church. Nestled in the residential community of what was once considered the Accabee Plantation is where I heard the songs of Zion, some of which were in the hymnal and others that were stored in the memories of the saints.
To this day, there are songs I’ve never seen written lyrics for even after numerous Google searches. As I watch my hometown of Charleston, S.C. transition into a gentrified community where Gullah natives are seen more as “tourist attractions” than residents, I am led to continue the work of preserving Gullah-Geechee culture.
These days, I’m excited to share some of those songs and the history of my Gullah-Geechee people in presentations, lectures, and workshops. The first time I publicly “owned” my Gullah-Geechee identity took place in a classroom at Winthrop University. For my informative speech I talked about a history and culture I had only heard bits and pieces about before I did my intensive research. We just lived it; we didn’t talk about. We be who we be cause dat who us be!
On Sept. 28 I had an amazing opportunity to share my heritage and musical offerings on the campus of the University of North Carolina at Wilmington. Here’s a snippet of a classroom talk that was a preview of the evening lecture. Take a listen at http://bit.ly/GullahGal.
If you are or your college, group, or organization would like to sponsor a program on Gullah culture, feel free to contact me at [email protected]
|Posted on June 23, 2017 at 7:50 PM||comments (0)|
Some days Facebook does more than waste time.
Recently in one of the groups I follow, the administrator encouraged members to brag about themselves. I don't do this well, although I sure some would say I do it all the time.
The prompt actually reminded me that I needed to update my bio on this site. As I updated the info, I was reminded of God's faithfulness. It's so easy to try and compare our lives and ministries against those we follow on social media. Yep, we can get caught up in their invitations and "mics" without recognizing God's work in your own lives.
While looking at someone else's accomplishments can inspire you to strive or run harder, please make sure it doesn't drive you insane. Don't allow yourself to forget the ways God has used you. Yes, even if you haven't had the "big" experiences. If you woke up that day and participated in it, it was a big experience. You showed up!
Although "we have this ministry," I am fully aware that my ministry and others who are "preaching paint off walls" and "wrecking pulpits" is quite different. We all have different preaching styles, voices, and anointings. There's more than enough people to be saved, healed, delivered, and set free!
So if you are worrying about why your ministry, business, or work doesn't look like someone else's, consider the work you are assigned to do is a unique one.
Consider how God moves in YOUR life.
Consider the people you have been called to serve.
Consider that not every organization, person, pulpit or podium is your assignment.
Consider that you are a peculiar person made in God's image!
Don't forget the story is still being written, and there's plenty good room for all of us!
|Posted on February 17, 2017 at 7:45 PM||comments (0)|
Forgive me, I grew up in the 80s and 90s and some of those song verses keep stirring in my soul. I am hyped and amped about the upcoming Women in Ministry (and Discernment) Fellowship.
I can't beleive it's already been three years since the last event. I've been busy being a women in ministry.
Sooooo have you looked at the flyer and wondered "What is that really about?" ?
Feel free to message me via the site or send an email to [email protected] if you have questions about the day.I am finalizing the itinerary, but I can share what the time will look like. The Fellowship will provide a space where we'll have conversations you've only shared with that one good girlfriend who probably chuckles in her heart and says "Chile, please." We want to affirm and probe what others may deem laughable.
After the event in 2014, I heard "I didn't know I could come...I'll make sure I come next time...I saw the pictures; y'all had a good time!" Don't be caught trying to figure out what happened by looking at the pics on Facebook when you can be in the number.
Click on the Women in Ministry tab for more information and to register TODAY.
|Posted on January 3, 2017 at 12:15 AM||comments (0)|
I have always loved music, and I enjoy various genres of music. My sermons are often saturated in song, whether it’s a rap lyric or two or a familiar hymn.
While it may appear that I only know Shirley Caesar’s discography, that wouldn’t be the entire truth. I grew up in the Golden Age of rap, so I know the lyrics of music that came with Parental Advisory stickers. It may surprise some that one of the artists I once enjoyed listening to was Master P. The grunts and beats of his label’s New Orleans’ sound made me say “uhh.” It was all about being a No Limit soldier.
These days, Master P is a media mogul who continues to build his empire because while struggling in New Orleans, he realized there was no roadblocks to his dreams. He worked, sold CDs in the back of his trunk, and did whatever he needed to develop a brand that sustained itself beyond the latest trend in music and technology.
While I can no longer listen to some of the music produced by No Limit because it may require oil and deliverance after “shaking it fast,” I have always pondered the words Percy Miller gave us: NO LIMIT.
As we enter 2017, I believe this is a year to be a NO LIMIT SOLIDER for the Kingdom of God. I recently told my congregation, “I am moving with God. Going into the unknown, and expecting to see and do new things. Join me, if you will!”
I often wonder how many things we have yet to experience because we have been unwilling to receive the exceedingly, abundantly blessing we never conceived in our minds. We have placed limits on God, ourselves, and even others God placed in our paths to bless us.
The promotion was offered, but you considered your deficits and limitations and said “Thank you for the offer, but I will decline it at the time.” How did you fix your mouth to say “no” when the previous Sunday you were pleading at the altar asking God to provide? God provided, and then you put a limit on the provision. The promotion may have come with a bonus, but you said “no” instead “there is no limit to what me and God can do.”
This year, get out of your own way and get out of God’s way. Become a NO LIMIT SERVANT. (Wait a minute, I’m walking heavy.)
What if God could make a way for you to serve without limits because God knew you would not be afraid?
What if instead of just quoting Scripture you lived it out? Instead of just posting notes around your cubicle you become a living epistle! Allow co-workers to "read" or see you as an example of faith and hope!
This year, my prayer is to be a NO LIMIT SERVANT committed to serving a NO LIMIT GOD!
Here's some instrumental music for the journey!
|Posted on May 15, 2015 at 12:35 AM||comments (0)|
There are already too many gifts and talents stockpliled in the cemetery!
Each day I read about some young person who has died and begin to lament as the questions flow. While I often think of the impact on their family, my first thoughts are about their salvation and the work that was left undone. On Saturday, I will attend the funeral of a 40-year-old classmate which reminded this 40-year-old "I have to be about my Father's business."
So today I am about the business of pressing buttons and stirring up gifts that may be headed prematurely to the cemetery. Coaching or guiding you into your divine assignments will require conversations, prayers meditation, and other aspects this medium will not provide. However, I will attempt to make this post do what it can do. Here are some questions for you to consider in your personal time of reflection today. For those of us who accomplish much, significant time was spent in prayer, silence, and doing much internal work before our hands ever touched the external. Yes, you will need to do some personal non-social media reflection! Begin today by answering the following:
1) What are you afraid of? Failure? Success? Outgrowing your environment or friends? Struggle? The challenge or difficulty of the assignment?
2) What are the roadblocks you have created in your mind? Have you told yourself "I am too young..too old...too whatever" or "They won't let me in because I am a woman (minority,etc.etc.)..."
3) What are the time limits you have assigned? Why have you delayed pursuing something that God spoke to you about 5, 10, 15 years ago? Have you said "I can do it later...I can do it when I retire...I will do it when my money gets right..."
As you consider these questions, may you move from fear to faith as you confront the internal thoughts and external chatter that keep you from doing what your hands have been assigned to do!
In these final days of the Easter season, I pray God would resurrect dreams inside of you! I pray you will make a move, even if it is small one, in the direction of your destiny. I pray scales will fall off your eyes so you can see yourself in the future. I pray you will be strong and courageous.
As someone who has pursued many exploits sometimes without external endorsement or a handbook, I know the road to "there" isn't easy but it is possible!
To continue this discussion, consider a spiritual direction session with me. I would love to help you look and live!
Rev. Dr. Arlecia Simmons