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Focus

This isn’t random at all, but I follow Dwayne Johnson on instagram or otherwise known as “The Rock.” Mostly because I think he’s awesome and want to meet him one day, he’s super funny, but he also has tons of inspiration in him.

One thing I associate with this dude is the word FOCUS.

He posts up workout videos of himself in the gym and he will randomly stop working out, look up and yell to the other workout peeps “FOCUS!” -it’s pretty funny you should go look him up to check it out-

All humor aside though that word in that particular tone has rung in my spirit for the past month.

I feel like theres a bunch of us who have lost their umph, stride, motivation,etc in our goals,dreams, contending for our prophetic words that have yet to come to pass and everything else that has just become blurry.

I know I have been plagued by this lackadaisical mode.. my dreams feel super distant, goals have left stains on my white board for lack of crossing off or erasing them signifying their completion, and life has just sailed into this “daily routine” of living, making a baby, cleaning house, cooking dinner, visiting family/friends, and going to church.

Now all these weeklies aren’t terrible, but sparks of creativity aren’t in there, or go getting of dreams, ideas, or even brainstorming for those ideas.

WHAT HAPPENED?!

I used to write down daily to-do lists (the only organization involved in my life lol) and would enjoy checking off the items of chores or whatever happened to be on there. It made me feel accomplished and productive. Then actions towards my short term goals (and long term) found a place on those lists so I had room for “extra curricular activities” in my day….-until I got discouraged and having way more responsibilities to even think about such things-
But who said creativity, chasing dreams, and vision casting was extra? As in, “you’ll maybe get time to do these things, but it’s highly unlikely because other things such as working a 9-5, keeping up the house, or whatever else is the majority time consumer in our day come first since they are considered PRODUCTIVE.”
Productive: adj. | pro-duc-tive | : doing or achieving a lot : working hard and getting good results : producing or able to produce somethings especially in large amounts : causing or resulting in something

Now hear what I’m not saying, before you hear what I am saying : I’m NOT saying let’s quit our responsibilities, let our hair grow wild(including underarm/leg/etc hair) make flower crowns and carelessly live on the beach – goodness that does sound fun though minus the hair part– because responsibility is apart of life. But, that doesn’t mean responsibility has to steal creativity’s spotlight.

Creativity is productive.

Working hard and getting good results could look like an artist who worked hard to imagine the picture they are painting on a canvas which is their good result. Being able to produce something in large amounts could look like finishing your first book, this blog could be causing someone to be inspired and in turn resulting into a huge creative find. . creativity is insanely productive.

Abba first showed Himself as CREATIVE in the bible to us with good purpose. WE are creative beings. Creativity flows within us whether we want to have it or not because of our creator. He could’ve came as Father, Savior, etc but He chose to be creator first. That’s CRAZY!

The entire universe was created before jobs and duties were delegated.

Now, are our bills very real? yes, unfortunately they are.
do our houses need to be tidy? unless you like to live in dirty dishes, towels, and garbage YES they do.
Do our children need our love and 24/7 attention? Yes, but then there’s always babysitters 😉
Husbands? yes. But they’re big boys who can manage themselves for your me time. 

I state these four things because women are smashed into these four like a box. . but we aren’t just created to be the gorgeous housekeeper wife mom who also works in corporate america..

WE HAVE CREATIVITY TO RELEASE!

This isn’t a feminist rant trust me I’m not chopping my hair off and going all natural.. but these are very real things that come up in our daily lives and tend to throw covers over our natural ability to create.

-for those of you who are yet to have your own home, husband, or children, I’m certain you can insert the things in your life that take priority such as school, jobs, family, etc..-
Beginning of the year always has this atmosphere of FRESH. Fresh starts and fresh planner pages..- I just got a concrete planner for the first time ever and I’m overly stoked to mark it up! get one!-

So let’s take the opportunity to catch that atmosphere and allow ourselves to FOCUS on things we are passionate or want to be passionate about. Let’s get organized and have brainstorming creativity fill our empty pockets of extra time instead of social media or tv.

Let’s allow Abba to breathe life into our long lost visions, dreams, goals, and prophetic words so we can stick those on our to-do lists along with all the other things..

Let’s MAKE TIME to be productive in creativity and stop looking at it as an extra or a bonus if we get everything else done.. (ladies who are in college homework and studying is important and vital to your graduating, but time isn’t your boss it’s actually the other way around 😉 )
2016 is going to be our best year yet. A year where old dreams have been stirred up and stepping into our realities, where goals become fun to see on paper and are pursued with highest passion, where creativity is celebrated just as much as rest and getting a paycheck, where brand new ideas come like train cars uniquely chained to the next one, and our focus/ balance on ourselves as creative beings wouldn’t be tampered with or bottled up.
Also, though this declaration is powerful, it is most powerful when partnered with. Getting around women who will champion you and walk this focus with you are important to stay afloat. Without community things wilt. We were never meant to do it all alone anyhow or else you’d be the only person on the planet!
Find your “FOCUS!” yeller and stay close to her, guaranteed you’ll both have an amazing 2016.
Shake off all the discouragement, idleness and slothfulness. Whether it was put on by you or someone speaking over you just “shake it off, shake it off” -no, really get up and shake/dance it off right now as a prophetic act.. go I’ll wait..-

 

Take a fresh breath and smile..😁
Woo girllllll we are ready to step into 2016 and take charge over our crazy schedules and dreams.

 

LET’S DO THIS!
Papa, Thank you for the ability to create. For giving us the ability to make time and not be a slave to it. For being our number one cheerleader and “Focus!” screamer, and for promises you’ve placed in your word to give us motivation in times of needing motivation. I pray that our 2016 will be better than 2015 and that we would have more room in our lives to do one of the most important things we could do, sit down and create. I pray that you would bring clarity to those who feel they aren’t creative and vision to those who lack passion in other things besides making money for they have had no time to vision cast. I pray that we would have dreams, visions and encounters with you even tonight that would propel us into our 2016 with great height! Thank you for loving us the way you do, in Jesus name Amen.
Loving you, you focused, organized, sane go getter!
Tanisha Poni💜

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This is Love

I realize I haven’t kept up with my consistency in writing, but to be transparent I think I have felt that I said everything I had to say and needed to wait until something else weighed on my heart to write about. I understand we are fountains of wisdom that daily grows, but I didn’t want to just keep writing because I needed to ‘perform.’ Starting this blog, I was more focused on the audience of one instead of the audience of some. And I guess recently it had become more so concerned with the audience of some. Meaning I was more so worried about what you think about me and the words I piece together than what Abba thought about me. I mean the followers had to be fulfilled right? The attention had to be constantly locked or else I would lose my “platform”….

OK so yes.. that was all thrown out my mind’s window before I even began this whole blog site, unfortunatley somewhere it slowly seeped in. BUT performing to keep an audience was never my identity to begin with nor is it something I intend to do. I am going to do us both a favor and write as consistently as I feel led to. Because you dont want a thrown together hamburger helper type of word painting and I dont want to throw words together for you just to check off the task of “writing a blog.” I want this blog to be powerful in a way that provokes you the reader to something greater than where you currently stand, to feel empowered even in tough seasons and to release everything I love about encouraging like the hope, joy, peace and love. So now that I’ve released a mouthful heres my actual post :

For my book lovers, You know when you read a book and finish the last page and your heart just becomes saddened? Because for the last amount of time you took to read it was a wonderful getaway in the lives of the characters you imagined up in your mind and the story was too amazing to even have an end??

That JUST happened to me and it happened in the best way, I felt sad but I was so full of confidence it became bittersweet.

I know you book lovers are dying to know what book I read so before I lose your focus on what this post is about … it’s Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers (you’re welcome😉)
Anyway to give you a summary it’s based on Hosea. To be specific, it completely magnified the first three chapters.

If you havent read the book of Hosea I would, but moving into this the main thing highlighted for me was the relentless love of The Father.

We (believers and those who have yet to) tend to hear that a lot.. “The Love of the Father” “Unfailing love” “Agape love”
etc. We sing songs about it like the infamous “How He Loves”

But, experiencing the awe striking simplicity and yet depth of this Love is beyond what our human minds and hearts can contain. I’m fully aware that even if we receive this Love.. it will never be fully comprehended until we meet Papa in Heaven.

I haven’t cried so hard in my life whilst reading a book. The way it was drawn out just compelled me completely. I shook.

The rawness and intentionality of His love for me became even more real than it was when I first experienced it.

This could be a spoiler for you, but it’ll still be as good when you read it promise:

The story was about a woman who has a past that she thought was too dark and ugly for her to ever even come out of; a prostitute. Her life -as you could imagine how a girl would even become a prostitute- was horrible, hopeless, dry, and without love.

Until, a man came along and persisted on showing her what love was. He came knowing what she did for a living and it didn’t bother him, He still relentlessly pursued her without ever labeling her as a promiscuous woman, jezebel, harlot, whichever. He 100% accepted her and loved her for who she was created to be. For the woman that hid shivering behind all this facade of emotionless flesh.

Just stopping right there is moving enough don’t you think?

Ponder about this for a moment.. what story does it remind you of?

I’ll keep going in case it hasn’t hit you yet.

If that weren’t what every woman wanted already – to be ‘saved’, to have a prince in shiny armor come on horseback to sweep us off our feet with the madness of love he had for us from our wretched lifestyle- He kept doing this. I mean He furiously loved her so much that when she was too uncomfortable with this new lifestyle because it seemed to good to be true and left.. He pursued her more. He fought for her. Literally.

Only to bring her HOME.

He didn’t quiver or give up because she left him, He L O V E D her.
LOVE.

Let’s pause.. and hit something really quick again -since I have before in my posts-

that word has become cliche.. love. People use it so loosely like when I say, “I love french fries.” -I do it too.. but I really do love fries.- honestly its become so normal to say “I love you” or to even say “Jesus loves you” “God loves you”

To a world that’s hungry for love those words have absolutely no meaning anymore.. some just think Jesus was a hippie who loved everyone in the typical human way.. but it was SO much more than that.

Step into the shoes of this prostitute for a moment.. growing up not believing in any positive thing because every negative thing you could imagine happened right before your very eyes fully ripping away any and every ounce of hope in existence. Your whole life was a bad dream, so you finally just accept that this is who you are and who you’ll always be.

Then you hear this hope message about a man who is in love with you. Furiously. He just will not stop pursuing you until you are in His arms for good.

At first of course, your un-renewed mind can’t process this truth. So you shove it all away.

And He still keeps coming.
Again. And again. And again.

Actually proving to you left and right that His love is true.

Because you’re uncomfortable with love you push Him away. Hurting Him by the curses from your very mouth and the lies you’ve been fed your entire life about this love.

STILL. . He waits patiently for you to come. What do you do?

This is the relentless pursuit some of us have had the privilege of experiencing.. the reason why we even believe in this God in the first place. LOVE.

It wasn’t rules that provoked me.
It wasn’t fear of going to hell.
It wasn’t because I desperately needed to believe in something..

I was undeniably provoked/compelled by this Love and I know I have absolutely no 100% clue about its vastness.

Those of you that havent experienced this..
Those of you that refuse to experience this..
Those of you who CURSE people who experience this..
Those of you who believe its all a myth made up to make us feel good inside.

YOU.. HE STILL LOVES YOU.

You could push His love away. You could deny His existence. You could curse Him when you feel it’s right because everything is going wrong regardless if you believed in Him to start with -because someone is to blame for your bad season-. You could spit on His very name and choose to keep running away from the one thing every human being on this earth craves.. LOVE.

AND HE WOULD STILL
love you.
I bawled my eyes out because I felt this unction in my heart like I came to the realization that no matter what I did in my past, nor what I would ever do in my future makes a difference on how much I am loved by my creator.

I knew this before.. I felt it before.. It was the very reason why I stand as the woman I am today proclaiming His goodness.. and still it wrecked me all over again. 

I am a living human being.. a small town girl. I have never been in the limelight, my name isn’t in headline news.. I am known by a handful of people.

But this means nothing to Him.. He has always known me. To Him I have been in the limelight of His sight. He has seen me and noticed me my whole life. I wasn’t ever wandering aimlessly trying to make sense of the world without Him there the entire time.

Life isn’t about dying.

It’s never been about making a living.

It’s never been about seeing how many disasters you could survive..

Life isn’t a game show.

You were made for LOVE.

You didn’t come out from this ‘spark’ in the sky.

You weren’t once a tadpole that turned into a monkey..
That turned into a hairless monkey.

You were CREATED. Just as every living thing on this earth was.

that’s the truth.

And no matter how far away you run from it.. It will continue to remain true… The creator of the universe will still be in love with you.

In fact, if you keep running so much you might just run into Him.

I am in no way starting a debate. You can believe what you want to believe about how you came to be.. and whether or not God is real. That’s fine.

But, I know when that day comes when you finally realize this love isn’t a myth.. That your ugliest and darkest parts of your past or even your present didn’t move or shift the way this Love seen you..
when you give up trying to label your own self because of the things you’ve done.. or being set in the way you “are”
When you stand up for yourself and tell the constant lying voice to get lost..

When you decide to open your heart and “just see” what this Love is all about..

That’s the day that will change your life forever.

Until then, this furious, relentless, never ending, faithful, deep, unfailing, enduring, steadfast, unconditional LOVE will be there waiting.

God is love. The only love powerful enough to transform you from the inside out. No other love could compare. 

This song played this morning and it reminded me of the book because it tied in so well..

“Try to stop Your love and You would wage a war,
try to take the very thing You gave Your life for,
You would come running,
Tear down every wall,
all the while shouting,
My love you’re worth it all..

God you pursue me, with power and glory

Unstoppable
Love that never ends

You’re unrelenting with passion and mercy
Unstoppable Love that never ends.

You broke into the silence and sang Your song of hope
A melody resounding in the deep of my soul
You have come running
You tore down every wall
all the while You’re shouting
My Love you’re worth it all.

God you pursue me with power and glory
Unstoppable Love that never ends
You’re unrelenting with passion and mercy
Unstoppable Love that never ends

No sin, no shame
No past, no pain
can separate me from your love

no height, no depth
no fear, no debt
can separate me from your love
..”

Unstoppable love – Kim Walker-Smith
Be refreshed in this love my sister.  Remember the first time it completely over took you, when you couldn’t even walk. All there was to do was weep at the revelation of being loved like this.

And my friends that have yet to know a Love like this.. I pray one day you will decide to accept it.

Not all love comes at a price that YOU have to pay.. This Love.. was bought for you already.

Papa, I sit here in awe of your love, it baffles me how much there is to be revealed to us about the vastness of it. I can do nothing but weep with a grateful heart that you chose me before I could ever choose you. I pray that everyone who reads this would come into a deeper revelation of your love. That it would penetrate even the sturdiest of walls encamped around their hearts. I pray Abba that you would become more real to those that don’t even believe you exist even now. And for your daughters who have already been transformed and wrecked by your love.. Get em more Papa. I pray they would be swayed deeper in the waves of your love. Most of all.. help us to love like you. With every new revelation I pray it would compel us to love at a greater capacity than what we did before. Thank you for choosing us and for never giving up, never leaving our side no matter how many times we have turned our back or gave up on you. Unstoppable love.. You are everything, In Jesus name, Amen.

P.s. I realize I have not popped in scripture to back up this truth Lord so please place it on their hearts to seek them out for theirselves 😉 

Loving you beloved, 

Tanisha Poni 💜

No fine print

Have you ever noticed all the tiny tiny print at the bottom of coupons, advertisements, tv commercials or the announcer guy all of a sudden speaking 1,000 words a second right at the end of an announcement?

That’s fine print.

Fine print:inconspicuous details or conditions printed in an agreement or contract, especially ones that may prove unfavorable.

Inconspicuous and unfavorable. Now that doesn’t sound legit does it?

The product that’s being displayed or whatever have you may seem cool, but there’s a hidden agenda behind it, or it may not be just as simple as 👉 calling now and receiving the “free” car.

Fine print is insurance. It’s a “Hey you should’ve read the FULL description about how you need to spend $35,000 before you get this free car.. and since the fine print was there we are not liable for what we said to get you attracted to this deal in the first place. so hmph!

Those darn gimmicks.

I was thinking-during this time of needing to listen to “eye of the tiger” on my mind radio at least three times before I even get out the house in the morning- I don’t want any fine print on my life.

I don’t want to stand here and declare things like ” I trust God” and ” I will praise The Lord at all times”  if I have a fine print underneath those declarations like: “Only if God does what He has promised..” or  “I will praise Him at all the COMFORTABLE times…”

I don’t want to be a gimmick.

I don’t want it.

But isn’t it so easy to slip into the cushion of our own fine prints when things don’t look so great?

Wave after wave. Trial after trial. It’s like we are on some marathon to see how many obstacles we can overcome in a matter of weeks. Some seasons are like that.. but in those seasons what are we holding onto?

Our declarations? or our fine prints?

In the bible it says, “Trust the Lord with ALL your heart, lean not on your OWN understanding..” Proverbs 3:5

If ALL our heart trusts Him, then that means none of our heart needs an escape route “just in case” this trust thing doesn’t work. Our FULL heart trusts HIM no questions asked. No matter what it looks like, no matter what happens to us.. full on TRUST because ALL of our heart does so. Leaning on HIS understanding and not our own.. that’s huge.

We all want to understand life. To understand why things happen: Why do good things happen to mean people and bad things happen to the best of us? why? why? why

No more “why?” ‘s ! We don’t have to understand everything or make everything that happens in our life make sense. Its all complicated hard work.. leaning on His understanding is much easier.

 My point: YOU are a walking advertisement for Christ. A sign. A billboard. A picture. A movie. A book. A song. whichever..

We are living examples of what it looks like to have a relationship with Jesus. 

 I don’t want this to come off preachy and all but it’s the truth. 

 If I declared “I will praise The Lord at all times” and then when crisis hit (such as the past two months) I stop praising Him because things happened that were not supposed to or didn’t line up with His promises or something it becomes false advertising. To the people who are looking up to me or at me period and see and experience that Tanisha doesn’t really do as she says or believe what she writes.. etc. I would become a phony Poni. (ya see what I did there?😄) 

 But it doesn’t stop there.. I most of all want to be real with myself. For my own life. My own benefit. 

It’s so important to be real in this world full of counterfeits and copies.

We get one life here on earth my fellow beauties, ONE. uno

Let’s not allow fine print to hold us back from fully living and fully receiving Papa at His word and allowing Him to fully receive us at ours. Let’s get it right the first time, because it’s our last time too. 

 No fine print. We will live bona fide certified

 So what are you declaring? What are you shouting out to the world as your life message or your life core value? Don’t hold back sister.. no holds barred. 

Bye bye fine print. Hello authenticity.

Papa, in this life problems come up. Trials arise, hardships are endured and during these times it is tough. It may be overwhelming, but then there’s you. I pray Abba that we would be women of our word, no insurance, no fine print, no cushion, just fully souled out to all you are and all you promised you will do. I pray our trust would go to a whole other level in the hard times. I pray we would not be shaken, or moved by the harsh waves that crash over us. I thank you for being the way, the truth and the life. For being our only hope. Without you I am convinced hard times would literally kill us, but thank God for God! haha You are it all Papa, thank you for loving us and for giving us an opportunity to fully trust you, to approach you with our every cry and that you hear them all. Help us to be more authentic, to live lives truthfully to our declarations, especiallly when they’re about our relationship with you. I love you Abba, in Jesus name Amen.  

 Loving you, 

 Tanisha Poni 💜

Mountain climbing

 
I’ll climb that mountain when I get there.” 

I’m sure most of you have heard this phrase before.. Lately, I’ve been hearing it more often than usual. 

Every now and then we come upon a mountain or notice one instantly pop up before us-obviously metaphorically but, they truly do feel like mountains- and we must figure out how to climb or move them. 

I mentioned before about the condition my mother found out she was in. But, in case you’re just joining me… Breast cancer was the condition. Since I last wrote about it she has undergone surgery to remove the tumor and is now in preparation to start chemo treatments. 

Questions rise up within people who happen to be around us in this season like, “How long does she have to do chemo?”  “Is she going to lose her hair?” Or “How is she doing with all of this?”  For the most part, my mother has taken it piece by piece and not worrying about the next stage until she gets there.. So have I. 

Now, the next mountain is here and it didn’t really strike me til Saturday. Like an epiphany, it wiped out the fact that this isn’t just regular shots she has to take, or pain pills.. This stuff is meant to kill cancer cells. 

Whilst in this epiphany I had two choices: I could stay in the discouraged and frightened state or I could choose to figure out what I need to get myself over this mountain. 

Sunday came along and this verse found me, “The pain you’ve been feeling can’t compare to the joy that’s coming.” (Romans 8:18 paraphrased) 

Pain can’t compare to joy. 

I began to feel a certain stirring within me as if I was being clothed in mountain climbing gear on the inside. 

The promise that we would make it to not only the top of this mountain but over it, became the motivation I needed to even pursue it. 
When you know and fully believe in the joy that’s set before you and who set it for you, will allow mobility in tough seasons. 

The perfect song “I will climb” by Will Reagan and United Pursuit has been on repeat in the boom box of my mind the past three days:  

I know that I can trust you…. I lean not on my own understanding, my life is in the hands of the maker of Heaven… I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open, I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open…there’s nothing I hold onto to..” 

Hands wide open, fully embracing the process, finding the joy in it, letting every negative thing go and journeying on. Confident in the outcome, confident in the strength that has been placed within us, strapped with overflowing joy, and knowing Papa is doing something with this chapter of our story. 

Right now, you may have a mountain to climb, and standing at the bottom of it can seem intimidating. Look beyond it for a moment.. Imagine it conquered, removed, whichever but focus in on the joy that’s coming. 

You can very well do this. 

You CAN very well do this

Whether it’s grabbing hold of that mustard seed sized faith and moving the entire mountain, or being called to climb you are capable. 

It is possible to scrape a knee, to sweat, to need a break to catch your breath, but it’s even more possible to soar to the top after your first step. Peace, joy, faith, and hope will give you wings.. it ain’t red bull. 👎 

So open your eyes, let all the extra weight go, put a smile on, and start climbing you overcomer. Remember to take in the view from the top! 


Papa, I am well aware that you never leave, nor will you plan to in the hardest times. Thank you for being with us every step of the way. For believing in us, for cheering us on. Thank you for your unfailing love and joy. For peace of mind, and power. Mountains will not steal our trust in you nor will our joy be tormented. I fully believe you will turn this all around for the good because we love you. May we have joy, peace, faith, and hope from the beginning to the end. Thank you for what you’re doing, and what you’re going to do. 😊 in Jesus name, amen. 

Loving you, 
Tanisha Poni 💜

Don’t speak

2014 is almost over.. Crazy!

I’ve been reflecting (I know it sounds cliché this time of year but I really have ha) looking at old photos and remembering everything I did this year.

I traveled: honeymoon in Hawaii, 2nd honeymoon in Disneyland, mission trip to Barcelona, vacation from mission trip to Disneyland. (Yes, I love Disneyland)

I endured: losing my job, first year of marriage (transitions can be tough at times), first time leading a team in Spain, staying without a job and learning to be ok in the season Papa had me in.

I seen a dream come to life: this ministry and blog 👉 S.H.E (has been on the dream list since I was 18)

I had FUN: growing, learning, adjusting, adventuring, &
LIVING.

Sorry for giving you a run down on my year, I just wanted to get your desire stirring to think back on yours.

Certainly I went through some tough times, but I choose to remember the GOOD that came out of them. 😉

Ok now that you’re finished reflecting, lets graze the arrival of 2015..

It’s 3 days away! 😱

We see all these “new year, new me” memes and the “resolution list” posts , etc, etc.
All surrounding the common factor 👉 transformation.

That’s a great thing to desire of course but with action behind it.

Every year it comes up… And then sadly, every new year it fades.

The dreams we dream up, the list of things we want to do, the number of pounds we want to lose, the characteristic we want to start walking out..

It all sounds good right? We get it out of our mind and release it with our mouth and think.. “Yes!

And slowly but surely MAJORITY of us lose the echo of our spoken word and ultimately motivation to see these declarations come to life.

So let’s stop SPEAKING about it.

Let’s LIVE.

As women we have the supernatural ability to talk anyone’s ear off. A percentage of the time we are repeating ourselves, but the huge chunk is us just having lots of things to say. (😄)

So for us it’s easy to speak such beautifully-wrapped with intention-words. But let’s be quiet for once about all that in 2015 and let’s shock the world by action.

Let’s take the plunge into the highlighted dream for this upcoming year and make time to hear the plan for it to awaken!

Let’s just get healthy without having to tell the world that we are doing so.

Let’s embrace growing. Letting go of the thought of losing ourselves and get excited about the truth in actually discovering ourselves.

Let’s cross those things off our “2015 things to do” list in documentation making the world excited to see what’s next.

Isn’t that surge of energy that provokes action brewing now?!

Heroines we are capable. We were wonderfully created. We scare the naysayers more than they intimidate us. We were born for this. We were hand chosen to live in these times. So let’s LIVE THE GREATNESS OUT OF IT!

Don’t speak. Do.
S H I N E.

Be a living declaration of what you want your 2015 to look like. 💪

Papa, I thank you for being with us in our 2014. For being faithful, for loving us through the hard times, the stretching points and the amazing ones. As this new year approaches I pray we wouldn’t be inwardly consumed with working on ourselves, but consumed with you and the plans you have for us. I pray we would gain all the transformation you laid out for us to receive in 2015. I just thank you for choosing us for such a time as this, to be a representative of your kingdom, your name, and your son. This year we will go for it. This year we will put hands and feet to our declarations and bring even more glory to you Papa. You’re so worthy of our lives. Help us remember why we get up in the morning and whisper our assignments for the day. 2015 will be the year our words become life. Thank you papa! In Jesus name, amen.

Happy early new year beautiful, it’s going to be JAW DROPPING!

Loving you,
Tanisha Poni 💜

Comfort shmomfort

Comfort zones are comfortable. I know, it’s super profound right?

Why do we like them? Oh, cause they’re comfy. Most of the time, we women prefer the comfier things in life…such as: the type of mattress we sleep in, comfort foods (mmmm😋), our desire to not wear the heinous bra (but because of not wanting to let it all hangout we keep it on for the majority of our day🙈), or simply the love of lounge around clothes because in reality, being all dolled up hurts sometimes.

We are ABOUT that comfortable life.

But, a life lived comfortably, is no life at all. (I’m not sure if I just made that quote up myself or if I read it somewhere..hmm oh well, it’s good!😄)

The zone full of cushion, safety nets, and all the other reinforcements is of course unexposed to danger. Ultimately making life a piece of cake.

Where’s the risk? Where’s the FAITH? The trust we so claim to have in our Creator to be everything He said He’d be for us? It’s not there as long as comfort is.

Comfort is fear’s offspring.

The reason we stay there is because we are afraid to become “unprotected”, afraid to fall, afraid to get more responsibility (let’s keep it real), afraid the outside is really every bad scenario we have thought up, etc.

As women we tend to want the guarantee. Of course we want to “fly free”, but with the guarantee that we will actually stay in the air.

Well ladies, I have GREAT news for you… There IS a guarantee that should you decide to break out of that comfort zone… You will NOT die, but LIVE. You will NOT fall, you will RISE. You will NOT fail, you will PROSPER!

You: “No way?!”
Me: “WAY.” 👇

Psalm 118:17, “I will not die but live, and proclaim what The Lord has done.”

Psalm 37:24, “Though (s)he may stumble, (s)he will not fall, for The Lord upholds (her) with His hand.”

Psalm 46:5, “God is within HER, she will NOT fall.

Three outstanding Psalms that straight up destroy comfort zones. You’re welcome. 😉

You have the guarantee beautiful, so get rid of your parachute…keep your eyes open… Get that running start and SOAR off that ugly cliff of comfortsville and see what living really feels like.

Whatever you just got provoked to jump into -I’m praying it’s something along the lines of: truly trusting Papa, or risking it all to experience everything you’ve wanted to experience with Him by saying “YES” to Him…and not diving into a relationship lol this ain’t about no boys! 🙅- be all in. No plan B.

Heroines don’t react to the subtle, sweet, yet deceitful sounds of comfort.. They respond to the roar within them, “FLY!”

It’s your turn Ms. Brave… Live out your name. 💪

Papa, I pray every comfort zone gets demolished right now in the name of Jesus! That your peace would overtake the negative “what if” thoughts and your love would drive out fear. I pray the gold found in the psalm scriptures would shine bright in our spiritual vision so much so that it excites our natural one. Living with no plan b because we know you, is the best life ever. In the times of transition or trial in which comfort advertises itself as “fulfilling”, let your word and these ring aloud to remind us you have it all, beginning and end in your hand. You’re the greatest Papa, thank you for all you are for us, with us, and in us. In Jesus name, Amen.

Loving you,

Tanisha Poni 💜

The wish your heart makes

My fellow Disney lovers knew what the title meant, but for those who don’t.. Here it is:

🎶”A DREAM is a wish your heart makes…”🎶
-Cinderella

(I don’t know what it is with the Disney inspiration lately, but just go with it..)

Have you ever spent longer than a daydream dreaming up your dream? Have you ever had the courage to Dream out loud?
Sometimes when we get a little inkling of something awesome stirring up in our imagination.. We let ourselves think, “Eh.. It’s only my imagination.. It wouldn’t be like that.. It probably won’t even happen..” Etc.

And then there goes our dream, floating away for someone else to reach out and grab it.. That’s sad. But don’t worry cause, ‘You gon learn today’ (😄)

Story time:
When I was little my imagination was impeccable..thanks to my grandpa. He would push the envelope with me so much so that I had imaginary pets at one point.. (I won’t get into the horrid details of their tragic death, but if you want to know ask me when you see me..) I seen those pets.. I fed and played with those pets.. They even had names! Hah, why am I telling you this? Because it was my little young heart’s dream to have a “kitty cat”, But I didn’t. So my grandpa taught me such a valuable lesson on how to envision something that wasn’t there, as though it was.. And then out of that vision (my imaginary pets that I kept feeding..) the miraculous manifestation happened… I got a REAL “kitty cat” !!! 😍

I imagined my heart’s desire,
I dreamt OUT LOUD,
And then I seen it come to life.

Lesson #1:
Your imagination is the best incubator for dreaming.

Our imagination has to be boundless.. To be completely childlike in this area, is GOLD to our dreams. Nothing was impossible when we were little princesses, and today that truth hasn’t changed… Our imaginations did.

All those boarders that block off certain areas your imagination could go.. I command them to vanish NOW in Jesus’ name!
(Oh you’re welcome 😉)

One of my aspirations in life is to have daily lived out this next favorite quote of mine, “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

Get your imaginative juices flowing.. Do imagination workouts.. See the lava on the ground again and don’t you dare slip off that cliff of a couch cushion..

Lesson #2:

Dream out LOUD.

Not only did I see the imaginary pets, but I called them by name, told my grandpa who was who (there were 6) and proceeded to walk out what I was seeing..taking care of them (action), etc.

Last Friday I noticed I did something similar…
It was our first S.H.E night out; (’twas totally fun I will make a S.H.E moments post on it later.)
During the night, I wanted to take pictures with each of the girls that showed up and my reasoning was this, “WHEN S.H.E gets big, I’m going to put these pictures on the archive wall of being the original girls who were there when it started..” I dreamt out loud. Not only did I hear me, but everyone around heard me.. And you just read it. This hasn’t come to life yet, but I’m not afraid to dream it. I’m not afraid to allow my imagination to go there.

Allow yourself to say it out loud for everyone to hear. Speak it. Write it. Pray it. Sing it. Live it. (Sing it is just for kicks and giggles but whatever works! 😄)

Lesson #3:

Be amazed and grateful watching your dream come alive.

When that kitty cat was brought into the room, I felt like I was floating. I had so much excitement in my little body I didn’t know what to say, but I remember hugs were given and I was just beside myself because of my first ever dream becoming reality.

If it hasn’t happened for you YET, be excited in your dreaming out loud season.. It’ll come.

My “little” dream of having a cat doesn’t have to make sense to you or anyone else.. It was my dream. So when you’re getting stirred up.. Dream for YOU, don’t dream to make sense to everyone else. Dream period. NOTHING is exempt.. Dream it ALL.

Let’s make things official,
Jeremiah 32:27 says, “I am the LORD, the God of all the peoples of the world. Is anything too hard for me?” Nope.

So my beautiful dreamers, what’s it going to be?

I’ll leave you with a challenge:
Write down 50 dreams. They don’t have to all pertain to what you want to become, just get those dream engines revving. (Trust me 50 isn’t anything, you’ll write more as you gain momentum 😉)

🎶 “… If you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish, WILL come true..” 🎶 😊

Loving you,
Tanisha Poni 💜