Yesterday, December 18,
2014 I had an Epiphany experience that was absolutely “Omazing” (as my Sister,
DeDe Felder says). Here are the
highlights:
The Journey:
After my morning prayer –
yes seven (7) days a week and that includes “Satidays” and “Sundees” at 6
o’clock in the “morn’ting” – where I am joined by an average of 100+ men, women
and even children, I did my workout, ate a healthy breakfast, got dressed and
hooked up with my SiSee at our spot; picked up my Clear-Sister and headed to
San Francisco (the City). Thank God I gave myself ample commute time
because we encountered traffic from the time we hit the Hwy 80/580 merge until
we made it to our first destination.
Just before approaching the Powell Street exit I considered merging to
the left to take advantage of the carpool lane but I hesitated for two reasons:
1) I was in the far right lane, traffic was quite heavy and I didn’t know if I
would have enough time to maneuver my way over to the lane without getting caught
in traffic that may have forced me to take Hwy 580 or 880 causing huge delays to
our destinations; and 2) the carpool hours were over and I didn’t think it was
worth the risk. I had to make that
calculation in a matter of seconds but because of my delayed response, I missed
the opportunity to take the exit.
Out of the blue my
co-pilot (SiSee) said: “you should have taken the carpool lane” to which I
responded: “Yeah, I thought about it but it was too late to get over.” My Clear-Sister says – in her authentic
voice: “You could have saved about 30 minutes on our commute.” OK well duh, but whatcha wanna sistah to
do? As we inched along in the traffic
there was another opportunity for me to take a different carpool lane. I hesitated again because there was a
possibility that I could get a violation (at least that’s what I thought for
some reason). My sisters strongly
encouraged me to take the lane, I considered the possible outcomes (a moving violation
complete with an excessive fine, further delays OR saving about 30 minutes on
our travel time) and decided to take the risk because logic said I wouldn’t get
a ticket. As I waited for the cars in
the “lane” to zip by so I could zip in I said to my Clear-Sister who was giving
directions from the backseat of my Bug: “If I get a ticket, I’m gonna tell them
I’m your driver and you ordered me to take this lane”, at which we all fell
out. Once we took the exit I realized
several cars were also taking this route so I felt a sense of relief,
especially when I didn’t see a Highway Patrol person’s vehicle waiting to catch
someone.
First Destination:
The Bay Bridge had very
little traffic once we crossed the toll plaza, but when we exited for the first
destination, we were met with stop and go traffic again. I was taken aback because traffic isn’t
usually that heavy at 11:00 am, but I quickly discovered that one of the two available
lanes was closed ahead. Once we got past
that hiccup we made it to the actual destination within about 7 minutes of
exiting the freeway. Nene, my ex-husband’s
young adult cousin who calls me “Auntie” (primarily out of respect since my
children, her 2nd cousins, are her age) came out to meet me just as
I pulled up. I eagerly introduced her to
my SiSee and my Clear-Sister; gave her the two autographed books she wanted, encouraged
her to join us for the breakfast of
champions or at least listen to the playback calls, especially the
Declaration that we heard earlier that morning from DeDe Felder on “Soul Ties”
(559-726-1300; 731222# -- seven days a week at 6am and/or 7am for Love Life and
Victory-- https://www.facebook.com/ideclarevictory). 
Second Destination:
As we got closer to our
final destination on Masonic Avenue, the neighborhood looked familiar. I saw an elementary school that I seemed to
recognize, but not really, if that makes sense.
I softly said out loud, “I think that’s my former school, Anza
Elementary”, but my sisters didn’t respond.
I don’t think they were ignoring me, I think I said it so low they didn’t
hear me. We pulled into a narrow parking
lot of a red brick building with no address and took a chance that we were at
the right location. Well not really, my
Google-girl said I was at the right location but sometimes I don’t trust her
especially if I don’t see the actual physical number. I don’t know, call me special. There was a parking space waiting there just
for my Bug right in front of the door. My
Clear-Sister wasn’t sure if I should park there because she thought it was a
loading zone. I looked at it again and
said: “No, I think we’re good, I’m gonna park here”. After parking I approached the gated door but
didn’t see a doorbell or intercom so I called the host of the event, Deborah
the preaching-machine Hodges, to let her know we had arrived but the call went
straight to voicemail. The sign on the door directed visitors around
the corner to the main entry. I rolled
my eyes and said to myself: “we already got on our “cute” shoes, we not walking
all the way around the corner.” Just as I
walked back to the car, a woman pulled up and I asked the driver if this was
the correct destination to which she responded: “Yes, you’re in the right
place, I’ll let you in with my badge.” Won’t
He Will!!! You can be sure that God will take care of everything you need, his
generosity exceeding even yours in the glory that pours from Jesus. Our God and
Father abounds in glory that just pours out into eternity. Yes. Philippians 4:19 (The Message)
I began to assist with
unloading the car because it’s the natural thing to do and my SiSee almost bit
my head off reminding me that my job was to “Talk”, not to unload the car. I looked at her, rolled my eyes and said –
under my breath: ‘you ain’t the boss of me lady’ as I walked away toward the
front of my car. (Don't tell her I said that) Then she ordered our
Clear-Sister to get off the phone and come and help her. As I stood by the car, I sarcastically asked
if it was ok to carry my purse and she granted permission.
Once inside we started to
set up, at least they did, because my SiSee gave me the evil eye as I subconsciously
started to help until I felt her eyes on me.
You know the look I’m talking about, when yo’ momma looks atcha and
speaks with her eyes: “try it if you won’t
to and see what happens”; you know that look I’m talking about, don’t try to
act like my mother is the only one that ever did that!!! LOL. Chile,
I found a chair, sat down and watched the dust as it fell from the
ceiling. Thankfully my Chocolate-Sister
called before I got too bored from my activities to tell me she had arrived. I directed her to our location and then asked
her to create a book display but before doing so she fussed at me for not
telling her to bring the items to make the setting “pretty”. I was like: “well, man, all you gotta do is
put the books on the table” and she was like, “I could have brought the stand
from the book signing and this and that ….”.
Who do these “Chicks” think they are ordering me around!!!
Oh No!! I’m about to lose battery power, I’m gonna
have to stop for now, I’ll pick it up tomorrow.
In His New Excellence
Tania Not Tanya
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