At times during interactions with others, at best, can be challenging. The pervasive ignorance mingled with intolerance breeds the worst of experiences. However, life’s unpredictability, an equalizer, and non-selectiveness placed all in the crosshairs of circumstances to which no one is immune is a reality check. Even if someone is insulated through privileged with many resources, life holds the key to our existence. No one is invincible or has exclusive access to life’s unknown. This is something to think about. No matter how different we are by nature’s selection, the basic desires we strive for are the same, being heard, acknowledged, and love. And only time and chance have the answer to this, which we will never know. So, while we anticipate a response, let us acknowledge the importance of who we are to each other by accepting each other. Marjorie Delores
A smile can be inviting, mystique, and tender, yet it never really gives us a real picture of the full condition of the heart. How many times have we had to put on a smile when our hearts are breaking on the inside? We sometimes wear a mask to hide our pain, while laughter holds our spirit together. Some of us are expressive and open about our feelings, problems, and family issues, while others based on culture and perception handle pain and process it inwardly and secretly. Isn’t it amazing the most powerful tool we have, which is our mouth, holds such a mask for us to camouflage our disappointments and pain caused by the daily complexities of our lives?
This excerpt was taken from “Promise within Every Purpose” by Sophia Mahalia Lyttle. You can read the full quotation in her book, which is available on Amazon in paperback, Kindle, and eBook.
The Mystery of a Smile
A smile is a mystery of hidden stories
Of laughter, pain, and old glories
Its silence whispers unspoken words,
Of dark places never heard.
Its painted patterns hide the scars
Of stolen dreams and broken hearts
It casts a shadow of hidden doubt
Of moments caught in twilight sprout
A mystic gloat that ebbs and flows
Upon a wave of silent notes
A hush, a whisper, a tender gesture
Of life’s mixture, a blend of splendor.
“A smile is a secret kiss of the heart….”
COMING SOON TO AMAZON!
The Coming of Grace
The Coming of Grace chronicles the life of Rebekah Masters from childhood into adulthood. Her transitional journey from her Island, migrating to America towards her purpose in the confines of her struggles. As she hopes, the change occurred, and opportunity breathes anew, as expectation ushers in God’s grace, and it’s within His grace was where she finds love.
Below are excerpts from The Coming of Grace, a heartfelt, captivating, inspirational novel written by Marjorie Delores. Stay tuned for the pre-order release date. The Coming of Grace is a celebration of possibilities within the grace of God. Scheduled for release early September on Amazon.
Winifred was away at the market, food shopping for the week’s provision, and Rebekah, an eleven-year-old, home alone, was responsible for doing her chores and cleaning their house. She went on with her work while daydreaming about her future. This became her routine since she was eight years old of cleaning the floors on her knees. Having placed the floor wax on the wooden floor, Rebekah knelt with the coconut brush in one palm. At the same time, simultaneously, the other hand balanced her during the buffing motion as she was listening to music blasting in the background. She shook her bottom to the music while buffing the floor on her knees in harmony with its captivating sounds, which ingrained in her soul, and she loved it.
Without any warning, she felt someone grab her from behind, and before she could let out a scream, she was pinned to the floor by what felt like an elephant. A hand went over her mouth, muffling her cries. The force that impacted her filled her lungs, to where she felt as if it is about to explode. He had almost knocked her unconscious, and mercilessly he ripped away from her innocence, leaving her in a pool of blood. She lay on the floor like a discarded ragdoll, whimpering in pain; she rolled over to see the monster cleaning himself off. Glaring down at her, he angrily instructed her, “Clean up this mess, and if you ever say anything to anyone, I will come back for you and Winifred…!” The trauma of that moment would become the onset of abuse that she had to endure. At the time, she could not fathom that this painful memory would grow to become the hallmark of her life.
On returning home, Winifred did not notice anything was wrong even though Rebekah could hardly walk and had been crying all day. Rebekah’s long and unpleasant history with her mother prevented her from telling her. Although she had wished otherwise, she felt Winifred would not believe her and instead saw it as her fault. However, one of the neighbors later noticed something was wrong with how she walked.
“Rebekah, come here!” Ms. Lucille called out to her.
“Yes, ma’am!” she answered.
Ms. Lucille inquired, “What’s wrong with you? Why are you walking like that?” The older woman’s authoritative tone made her uneasy, but unsure what to do, she avoided her gaze.
Filled with embarrassment, Rebekah stood in front of the older woman with her head down, looking at her feet, afraid of answering. But she then remembered what the man had said, and she contemplated what if she tells her the truth? What then?
“Rebekah, I am going to ask you once more. I expect an answer, and I want the truth. I know something terrible happened to you and I want to help…! Now, did someone molest you?”
At that moment, Rebekah rushed towards the older woman throwing her arms around her waist, nestling her head against her chest, crying uncontrollably. In response, the woman wrapped her arms around her, offering comfort. “I am so sorry, my child. Who did this to you?!”
Rebekah was inaudible; it was as if she was choking on her words. Her thoughts were like a chaos of all she had borne to that point.
COMING SOON TO AMAZON!
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The thunderous sound of your silence,
Your silence echoes through the chambers of my heart like bells being toll
Not a sound, not a whisper, just the loud thunderous sound of your silence tugging at my heart
Such silence pulls at the very foundation of what causes me to be at the center my best,
Such silence snuffs out those wistful promises first formed in that place of longing
Where dreams were made in the birthplace of our desires mingled with hope;
A conception came forth upon the wings of a past we had tenderly shared
However, with which we could on longer cope,
A heart pierced too long by Cupid’s bow, now silently awaits,
As a prisoner of hope of a dream which no longer will be,
With time will be forgotten, within the confines of the thunder of your silence.
Taken from The Winter Years of Life, audiobook now available on iTunes, Audible and Amazon.
Sometimes its within our silence that we speak the loudest!. Marjorie Delores
The real beauty of life comes from within, and it’s for us to show it through the best of who we can be. So, make your life show the beauty that’s within by being the light you want to see!! Soul Expression
The Scars of Those Twisted Yesterdays
How can we erase the scars from those twisted yesterdays?
When on each other we inflicted such pain, much to our loss and less to our gain,
How can we erase the scars from those twisted yesterdays?
Embroiled in selfishness and rage, our lives become symbols of souls that are caged, the causality of many a strife,
When we seek to hurt and divide…
If only we could share in each other’s circumstances,
Being able to look beyond the person recognizing their purpose;
An imprint of life’s ever-growing chain,
A part of you and a part of me, spirits melt, and souls set free,
How can we erase the scars of those twisted yesterdays?
How can we, and shouldn’t we?
Like the waves of the sea,
You seek to erode my emotions,
Bringing in tides of fear and despair,
To cause distortions
Like water without salt,
You take the savor of my peace,
Replacing it with seaweeds of deadness,
Sadness and grief!
Don’t you know the ocean claps her hands?
At my praise to God on high,
While its shores hold my tears and kiss it
So softly to the skies
Like photosynthesis, it evaporates
Into golden vessels carried by angels above,
Placed on the altar of incense
Surrounded by his love.
So let the waves roar, and make the tides ride,
For my tears have a language
That only heaven can transcribe.
Sophia Mahalia Lyttle
Reflections for the poem “Ocean of tears.”
Fear is the enemy that everybody has to deal with daily. It always lurks over our shoulders, waiting for an opportunity to come into our hearts, to distort our perceptions. Our faith will never stand without the opposition of fear. “Purpose Within Every Promise,” a poetry anthology that reaches you wherever you are in life, bookend by words of wisdom, which is food for the soul.
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Soul Expression is exactly as it says, releasing energy in the cosmos with a sense of inclusiveness which is vital for our success. With this in mind, the voices heard here cross the spectrum of life reflective of our differences; however, our share similarities outshines those differences. Marjorie Delores.
An excerpt from an inspirational romance novel written by Simone Lyttle scheduled to be released in September on Amazon. Stay tuned for the pre-order release date. Would you like to see additional excerpts released on this blog from Persistent Love? Please, tell us what you think.
Composing myself, I dried my tears-stained face after grabbing the handkerchief from my pocketbook, which lay open on the passenger seat. “You are stronger than this; dust yourself off and just live, live, I indignantly shouted in frustration and pain. Then without warning, the intensity of the moon illuminated on the passenger seat, willing me to avert my gaze to its source, which happened to be exceptionally bright tonight. Looking at the sky through my windshield window, it exploded with the stars, shining as if a meteor shower had just burst into the fullness of its infinite span. The beauty of the moment left me spellbound, and fleetingly, I forgot my anguish. As the pressure from the contact of my fingers on the handkerchief touched my face, it made me shudder in pain. Inadvertently my mind becomes flooded with the memories of last night. Once again, my mind becomes embattled in a war that has been slowly growing in fervency within me, unleashing an indescribable feeling of anguish and pain.
The memory of the intensity of the fight I had with Stanley and its near fatality left me shaken. During our marriage, the arguments between us have been rapidly intensifying in their frequency and continue to detonate into frequent physical altercations, which leave me perpetually fighting for my very existence. An uneasy feeling of discontentment has been consistently plaguing me since; it resonates with a sense that just continues to pull at the heartstrings of my soul, standing resolve in its determination to adjust my world.
The festering scars of my emotional wounds now seem to have become uncovered, resurfacing with an indescribable pain from its sudden exposure. My attempts to erase the memories now seemed futile, as their uncovering incited a torrent of tears, which gushed forth, erupting like a dam, forcing me to pull over to the embankment of the road. My mind now becomes engulfed with the painful images of my last fight with Stanley.
“Stanley, I am tired. I would like for us to spend time alone tonight, just the two of us. We hardly ever see each other anymore. Our marriage has become entangled with meetings, deadlines, and dinner engagements. We have been scheduling our time around them, and I refuse to do it anymore!” I expressed quite passionately in my attempt to salvage the sinking ship of our marriage.
“Can you recall the last time you held me and told me you love me because I can’t, Stanley? It feels like we are strangers. I am just exhausted from the constant fights and arguments! We hardly speak anymore, except when we are out! I want this marriage to work, but do you, or do you even care anymore?”
Sitting at the foot of the bed with my arms decisively folded, I stared pointedly at Stanley while standing, resolved in my decision not to attend the Folinger’s dinner party tonight as Stanley had requested. Without missing a beat, Stanley just continuing to loosen his silk tie from around his neck as he stood facing the mirror. Stanley and I hardly speak anymore, and he was becoming more violent in his assaults toward me. The frequent exchanges of his silent but almost lethal stares were all we shared anymore. Continues…
At times, I think out loud, and this is one of those times. I’ve always wondered about the whole unit of time and what does it really means in value or its sum total? Then the answer became abundantly clear, It encapsulates our destiny. On realizing this, once again, it reaffirmed that time is destiny, and my prayers are ‘God, please don’t let me waste time. Wasting time is giving away my destiny’. How about you? What do you think? SOUL EXPRESSION
All are compliments of time. Beautiful, yet fragile; each essential for the other to experience the awesome power and beauty within time. What’s the point? Value and care!
The Coming of Grace is a novel written by Marjorie Delores, coming available on Amazon in September 2021.
“The Coming of Grace” it’s a story of an immigrant’s woman journey towards her purpose within the confines of her struggles, rekindles the human spirit’s immense resilience despite the odds stacked against it.
Rebekah Masters is a woman with an indomitable spirit who strives for a life she longs for, even when it seems futile. Seeing each challenge as a steppingstone, she finds her voice and resilience to thrive despite the odds. Rebekah, at Twenty-three-years-old, a woman of color, migrated from Cinderella Island to America in search of a better life. In her quest, Rebekah’s life’s journey took turns and twists, which seemed scripted.