Tea began as medicine and morphed into a beverage of choice!
I don't quite remember when I fell in love with tea but I do remember the most 
Until recently I had never drank Peppermint Tea made with loose leaves. And Honestly, I will probably never go back. The freshness of loose Peppermint Tea cannot be denied. When I open the can of 
I love to read! Inside a book I escape into someone else's life. There is something wonderful about turning to the next page of a wonderful story. Something intoxicating about the smell of the book and the story it brings to life. Reading brings me joy, and these days with my health in the balance, I find solace in my books.
I can’t believe that World AIDS Day is in a few weeks and I don’t even have a gig. I mean, I’m one of the most name recognizable Black women in America with AIDS, Emmy Award winning AIDS Activist, educated, articulate and a true soldier, and no one has confirmed me to speak for World AIDS Day. My speakers fee is $23,000 less than Magic Johnson, and $13,000 less than Greg Louganis. I can talk my ass off and from what I’ve been told, I leave a lasting impression. But yet my date book is empty.
There’s one part of me that thinks, maybe God wants my body and spirit to rest and rejuvenate from the back to back hits I’ve taken with my health in the last few months. But then I remember the days when my t-cell count was 8 and I was in demand and I responded. Even with a temperature of a 101 and PCP attacking my lungs, my health never stopped me. I was on a mission and I was clear that my ministry was greater than my health. But when my ministry and my health take a hit, I am lost. What seems like God’s silence has left me void.
I don’t have any answers. None. There was a time in my life that I knew that I knew that I knew: My life was about purpose even in my suffering. But, my lack of speaking engagements leaves me in doubt. In the last two years my combined speaking engagements have not amounted to what a months worth used to be. And HIV/AIDS is worse than ever for African-Americans.
I sometimes even wonder how I have been able to keep a roof over my head. But then when I really think about it, truly God must be an actor in all of this. Just when my telephone or lights are are gonna be disconnected something comes so unexpected that God must be moving. Even last week when I was at the lowest I’ve been in years with my health I didn't crack.
Honestly, I was close on Tuesday. I was so close. But here it is six days later and I am still in my right mind. So I’m convinced that God moves even when I can’t hear His voice. I may be empty but I am alive. I may not know what the future holds but I know who holds my future. So I will at least continue to do my part. Be all that I can be even when it’s not how it used to be. Accept what lies in front of me and not worry about what’s ahead of me. Blog when I don’t feel prophetic, tweet my message when there is no formal platform, rest and heal. God no doubt will do the rest, for He is a keeper. Whatever your darkest moment may be, know that God will keep you, just continue to do your part .
