Story Telling

When I think of someone putting their story into words, I think of someone sitting at a typewriter and typing away....... 
I had a typewriter growing up and spent countless hours writing on it. Poems, stories, songs (the infamous "Please Be Mine" was penned by yours truly) .

As I Purged last week I came across some of my writings........ 

I was instantly brought back to the exact place and time they were written even the thoughts and feelings.
 One stuck out in particular. 
My first spoken word piece after being saved. The Whispers......
I don't know about you but all my life there has ALWAYS been somebody whispering something! 

*GEM* There will Always be someone saying something. It isn't about what they say. Its about how you react to whats being said. 

So I thought I would share "The Whispers" with you all 

Whisper 
 to speak with soft, hushed sounds, using the breath, lips, etc., butwith no vibration of the vocal cords.to talk softly and privately (often implying gossip, slander, plotting, orthe like):



a rumor or insinuation:


"The Whispers"

I know we all have heard it before 
That when someone is talking about you, your ears ring 
Well I guess I should have constant bells ringing huh
See for me The Whispers began earlier than most 
(Where's her mother? I don't know you tell me.....You know she's living with Eldee right? Why......Cause she was left in the house alone overnight) 
They Whispered 
I was 3
And so the ringing began 
(This is a mess, but you know this child here is blessed, she walked all the way here. It had to have been nothing but the Lord to steer her clear. Broadway to Webster and Jesus kept her) 
They Whispered 
I was 7 
Having just ran away 
Aunt Annie said pray 
And I tried and I cried 
Why was i the one that had to be different, why couldn't I have the normal home 
Why were my ears always ringing.............
Cause there was always someone whispering about what was wrong 
With Me 
The Whispers 
Now they whisper shes a hoe 
But do they really know 
Not cause I was fast, not a flirt, or a fling, not even a follower of the it thing. 
Just the fact that FORCE was used to take advantage of her 
The Whispers 
Oh they talking loud now 
cause shes 13 with a baby and everyone has an opinion on how
All she can think is hes the only one who isn't judging me 
This little person loves me 
In her world it was terribly obvious that no one else did..........

THE WHISPER 
I love you my child....his voice was so warm and so clear 
and the whispers although still there became dim
His voice was loud as a trumpet
For my child you are in it but not of it, 
I know the plans I have for you, to prosper and not harm, plans for hope and a future 
So don't be alarmed 
You are not the person they claim you to be
Reclaim your title that resides in me 
Stop looking behind and look ahead 
He shows me things some I don't yet understand and i watch as they unfold in his master plan......

They Whisper
Oh she think she better than somebody 
Going to church with them kids and she ain't even married 
Oh they not together no more, heard she changed the locks on the door
They Whisper
She cries because the ringing is different now

Everything you ask and still 
How can I swallow such a pill

But you see it has never been about me 
But the God they see in me 
Hes been there all along 
Even when I had no song 
Even when I couldn't acknowledge him in all my ways 
Now they may whisper 
but i realize this 
Jesus had only 12 friends and one of them was the ultimate whisperer 
And if I am made in his image I cant be surprised to suffer the same fate 
Have you seen me? If I were you I'd probably whisper too
You bear witness to the victory but can you handle the history
He made sure I was safe until the police broke down the door when I was 3
He was a hedge of protection around me as I walked clear across the Bronx at 7
How his Holy Spirit comforted this 13 year old giving birth alone 
Could you hold your head high? Look people in their eyes as they whisper lies 
And after this people may still whisper 
And its whatever I am a black woman and sometimes I am loud 
I'm definitely Proud 
To Be Redeemed 
To Be Set Free 
To Be Favored 
And to Stand Firm On His Word 
So now when they whisper I lift my hands in praise 
Because I am blessed and I persevered
They whispered conspired and told lies 
God Favored me and still I rise 
Are your ears ringing? I know mine are, but from a voice that rings higher than any whisper could ever reach   
Hear his voice, you will know it when he speaks 
Because he wont leave you in confusion or fear or shame 
Those traits don't echo his name 

JESUS

and even if you can only whisper..... He can hear you loud and clear when you call him.

-Shakira Syn 

I wrote this piece after attending a True Voices Event alone. ( all my friends bailed on me!!!!) But something amazing took place. I experienced God like never before. I went home and the words poured from my pen. 

This piece is just a glimpse into my story. 
Here are the things I've taken away from revisiting this. 

*GEM* Be careful what you are saying in front of you kids in the name of whispering. They ain't deaf! Cut it out. They can hear you! Making them go in the other room while you bad mouth their absent parent (mother or father).  I am 35 and still remember everything that was ever said about my mother. Nip it in the bud now. Stop Talking bout them and pray for them. Pray for them with your babies. 

*GEM* Stop Assuming! (if only it were that simple) people rather create an entire scenario in their heads than ask someone what happened........ why? So you don't look as nosy as you really are. You know what they say about ppl who assume imjusayin. If you don't have the courage to ask you shouldn't have it to speak from a place without knowledge on the subject either. 

*GEM* Saints this one is for you.......Stop running people out the church cause you too busy judging them and running your mouth about them. Can they get saved first, get to see the Jesus in you before they see the Judas in you dang! Church is a hospital we are all here to see the Doctor (Jesus). No one goes to the Hospital to see the other sick people unless they are just visiting. Stop being a Judge to others sin and a Lawyer for your own...AMEN 
And for those reading this who may have had a bad experience at church. Church hurt is real but don't let it turn you from GOD. Continue to spend time with him and in his word and he will guide you to a place where you can find a home and belong. 

*GEM* Last but not least GOD WAS THERE!!!!!!!!! Through it all His GRACE was sufficient. 
It could have totally been another way. 

I have so many more stories to share this is just the beginning.
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SYN