Tanzy Alexis Said It!

I am convinced that there is no such thing as an unanswered prayer. I believe I’ve touched on this before in an earlier post. But I’ve received some new revelations to add to my case. 2 Corinthians 1:20 For no matter how many promises God has made, they are "Yes" in Christ. And so through him the "Amen" is spoken by us to the glory of God. So does this mean that every prayer we send up, God says “Yes” to? Well, I must inform you, that it’s a little more complicated than that. Yet, it’s  not at all hard to understand. There is a three part transaction in this entire process. First we have OUR PRAYERS. Second, we have GOD’S PROMISES. Third, we have THE AMEN.” Yo, I’m so excited to explain this in full!  YOUR PRAYERS: The desires and issues of your heart are the language behind your prayers. Whatever interferences your heart experiences (that rhymes! Lol) determines the kind of prayer that you lift up to God. God will ALWAYS answer the prayer. Th

This weekend was a weekend of deep reflection for me. As I have been in extreme reflective mode since this new year began, it's a different feeling when God shows you something about yourself that you never knew was even an issue. And that is when you have to accept that you're 50 SHADES OF JACKED UP! Ha! Change that frown though, honey. This is actually a good thing. You see, you can't make any changes with yourself if you don't confront what needs to be changed. Furthermore, you most definitely can't change anything that you don't think needs changing. Hear this, when God shows you that issue, my friend it is AN ISSUE that NEEDS TO BE CHANGED! God showed me my jacked up ways this past Saturday. I was feeling miserable because I was suffering from one of my typical allergic spells, sneezing and hacking all over the place, chile! lol Well, in the midst of a sneezing fit, I recieved a call from one of my sister's in Christ asking me if I would do a pra

Sitting here thinking about a promise God made me last year. He told me, that I wouldn't have to fight anymore. In the  voice of Sophia from The Color Purple , "All my life I had to fight." Lol My fights weren't physical though. They were all emotional. Fighting to fit in. Fighting to be accepted. Fighting biased assumptions. Fighting jealousy. Fighting systems that were designed to make me feel inferior, insecure, and incompetent. Figthing to prove that I was normal even though I knew in my heart I wasn't. Fighting my greatness.  I suffered huge bouts of depression because I would purposely suffocate any aspect of my peculiarity, I did this to keep from being rejected. I experienced medium levels of abandonment too. Just imagine shelling out a high dosage of patience for a flawed individual but when it's time for this person to do the same for you, they leave you. They leave you naked, cold, and confused. So I expressed very little emotions. I remain