Sisters Blessing Sisters is here to help you to find your path, your avenue to whatever it is you may be in search.  

Looking back over my life the past 10 years, I realize that I have been through so much that I could really write a book.  Perhaps it could touch a life or bless someone who may be in the midst of enduring a trial or a tribulation.

When I lost my father almost ten years, I truly lost a part of my heart.  He was a man of great depth and love.  Not long after my father passed away, I lost my job as program coordinator at a local hospital.  I really enjoyed that job because it was different from any other job I ever had.  It was challenging in terms of the work itself and the people; the people, I do believe, were more of a challenge than my daily duties.  This path was lonely because no one seemed to understand what I was going through or they simply chose to close their ears to my voice.  I had to endure this torment for the lesson that had been planned for me to learn and I learned a lot for which I am truly and highly grateful.

There was an older lady that I worked with who just refused to train me for my position when I got the promotion.  This woman was not a creation of the Lord.  This lady did things that Ithink the enemy could not even dream of doing.  There's not an adjective to describe this lady and unfortunately for me. I was forced to deal with her for eleven years.  I remember my skin breaking out horribly because of the stress that I was under and I've always had beautiful skin. This lady had no conscience because she was not human.  I lived a nightmare in that department for what seemed like an eternity.  Every single solitary time I asked this lady for help in terms of doing my job, she would say, "learn on your own".  The people who worked at the hospital were afraid of her because she really was a monster.  She was the worse person I have ever met in my entire life.  I could write this entire post about the horrific things that she did to people, but this post is about all the things that I have endured through God's grace, His merciful kindness and the path I have taken to the place where I am now.  

After this lady retired, I got a promotion; her job.  Short lived that's for sure.  Another lady came in; she had an M.D. behind her name, was super hungry for power and got rid of me and my boss not long after she had stepped foot in the office door.  You know the story; new regime gets ready of the old regime.  However, I was relieved and elated, at the same time, to be out of that unhealthy environment.  I was at home with my family and I loved it.  

I had an idea as to what I wanted to do with my life, but I wasn't exactly sure.  I was an outstanding typist and transcriptionist and thought about starting a home business typing and that's what I've done, but I've always longed to do something greater than this for the Lord, my family and for other people.  

I started Sisters Blessing Sisters to enlighten the lives of my sisters in Christ Jesus.  Unfortunately, this has not moved to the level that I had hoped.  Most people are out to find how they can improve their own lives financially and any other way they deem necessary, but my heart wants to bless those women who are looking to enhance and improve their lives.  I've started Helping Moms Make Ends Meet and now, Girlfriends Glorifying God.  God is great and I want to do great things for Him; to honor Him.  It took me years to understand and realize that the path and the journey in my life is the path that God has devised for me and not me myself and that doing His will, regardless of what His will is all that matters in my life.  I could type and transcribe all day long, and make great money doing it, but if it is not God's will for my life, it is all in vain.

I sure hope you'll join me on this journey, this mission that I am undertaking.  It is larger than life and I hope you'll say yes sisters.

I then began to embark on a whole new world and we all know that there is an enormous world out there which is to say that anyone can do anything they want to do using the talents and gifts given to them by God the Father.

Blessed

She walked out from the table of my heart
To edify my spirit, 
Her wisdom and strength she impart
A being that looks deep into my soul
She enlightens and educates
To help make me whole.
Amazingly she sweetens the joy in my life
Through our Source of Hope
Jesus the Christ
Together we walk to conquer the world
A journey so blessed
We're God's precious pearls.
Thank you my sister for blessing me
For sealing God's Word 
And forever and a day
Believing in me. 
She is my sister; if she needs my help, I open my heart.









It shined upon me, His grace and everlasting mercy.
It rained down on me, His blessings that have forever changed my life.
The windows of His Kingdom opened and I opened my heart to receive the words He has written on the table of my heart, the special place where Christ reigns.
His Sonshine warms my soul.
I have been cleansed by the precious blood of the Lamb. 
I have peace where worry once lived and I have joy and sorrow no longer embraces me.




Friend


I have a very dear and close friend that died quite a few years ago.  He and I were, I guess you could say, were like sister and brother that's how close we were.  We shared so many things between us and we loved each other deeply and sincerely.  I confided in him about things in my life that I could not trust or dare to tell or share with anyone else; just him.  He was never ever too busy for me.  If I had a problem, and believe me, I have had many many major problems in my life, he was always right there to give me the absolute best advice a friend could give to another friend.  I love him so much.  He had a bevy of beautiful and unique qualities that no one else that I knew could compare or even came close to possessing.  He was wonderful, amazing, awesome, brilliant in so many ways, patient, kind, loving, caring, generous, always giving, majestic, beautiful inside and out and he was so sweet and I truly adored everything about him.  He was special and his heart was filled with pure love.  His mother and Father were amazing and so I was not surprised to see that he was the product of his parents;  gentle, kind and loving.

There were times when I didn't know how I was going to make ends meet from one day to the next, but because of his generous sweet spirit, I never had to fear or worry.  When he gave me money, he gave it from his heart and he always told me that I didn't have to pay it back.  He had so much to give; he seemed to have an endless supply of anything that I needed; advice, love, compassion.  He was the kind of friend everyone, men, women and children need to have in their lives.  I think about all that my friend has done for me and I marvel at his goodness.

When I think about how my friend died, I have to thank him because he literally died for me.  Every time I think of him suffering the way that he did I have to thank him.  

One day as I was praying, I heard a lot of noise outside my living room window.  I saw these men torturing my friend as the blood trickled down his face.  My body became weak and numb as he gave no resistance to these men who had my friend in such a tight grip.   

I ran outside to help him; to loose him from their snares, but he told me that there was nothing I could do.  He told me how much he loved me and that he promised that he would be okay and he would see me again real soon. He then told me to go back in the house and finish praying as he knew I had always done three times a day at the same time everyday.  Though I didn't understand what he meant at that moment, I trusted his words as I looked into his beautiful and amazing brown eyes which spoke nothing but, trust my heart; and I have trusted him ever since the day he came into my life because he was always a man of his word, true to his word.  He had delivered me from many things that were going on in my life; he saved me from those who were trying to hurt me because they hated me because of my relationship with him so it was not hard for me to trust him because he was so trustworthy and so good to me in ways that were too many to count.  

As I walked back into the house I cried and cried tears of sorrow as my heart slowly began to break as they took my friend away.  I did not follow him because he told me not to; he was such a dear and close friend, I wanted to honor his request and took heed to his very word. When I entered the closet I fell to my knees, now praying for my dear sweet friend.  I no longer heard the noise that had stopped me from praying and now my body shook with fear as I longed to hear what had happened to my friend.  

A few days had passed by and I did not hear a word about or from my loving friend.  I was so worried about him, but in my heart, I knew that he was going to live regardless of what those men had done to him.

One early Sunday morning, as I sat at my kitchen table admiring and adoring the majesty of the Lord, there appeared right before my eyes, my friend.  He was clothed in a long bright white glistering linen cloth and he had a glow as if he had been to heaven.  He knocked at the door and when I opened it, He came in, sat down, and has been here with me ever since that day.

Written by Cynthia Boyer

In memory of my dear brother, Michael Jackson.  I love and miss you so much Michael!

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