Sheréa VéJauan

I Can’t Believe I’m In Jail

I can’t believe that I’m in jail

Not bound in shackles but bound for hell!

I can’t believe I’m all locked up

Not with lock & key, but my mind is corrupt

I can’t believe I’m incarcerated

Away from the Truth my soul violated

I can’t believe that I’m in prison

I’ve chosen captivity, although Christ has risen

I can’t believe I’m behind bars

When I should be free among the stars

I can’t believe I’m in slavery

Trapped from the Truth, choosing not to be free

I give up

Jesus set me free

I no longer want to be in slavery

Thought:

Sometimes we lock our own selves up and throw away the key. Then news gets out that we are in a situation that we can’t remove ourselves from. Our own personal prisons, but God has provided us with a key called salvation. This key has the ability to remove us from the prisons of this world. It starts with prayer; the power that works inside of us

Sheréa VéJauan is the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

A Lil’ Mouse in my Big O’ House

A Lil’ Mouse in my Big O’ House

I was sitting, chillin’, in my big o’ house

Then out of nowhere came this lil’ mouse

I was so afraid, I ran up the stairs

Stood on the chair, as I wiped my tears

Right before my very eyes

Was the one thing I truly despised

I was not prepared, didn’t know what to do

The Bible in one hand, and the other, my shoe

Then..

One day I just cut to the chase

And met that mouse face to face

And by God’s amazing grace

I put that mouse in his rightful place

I said to him you are just a lil’ mouse

And I’m not gon’ let you run my big o’ house

I worked too hard to get to this place

Know I’m standing on this chair with a scared looked on my face

You need to get out and get out today

Before I cheese trap you out of another day

You may have lived here yesterday

But your welcome has been overstayed

I can’t serve God in this big o’ house

And still be afraid of a lil’ mouse

So take yo’ little stuff and get out the door

And don’t try to come in here no more

I have to make a choice between God and fear

And I choose to serve God all up in here

It took a lot to believe God for this big o’ house

And I will not be chased out by a lil’ mouse

Thought:

When you get rid of that little mouse, little attitude, little doubt,
little complaining, then you will be ready for the big things.

Faithful in little, faithful in much, Fearful in little is doubtful in everything

A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways

Don’t let the little things keep you from the big things God has for you!

Sheréa VéJauan is the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

A Mommy Like You!

Every night before my two young girls get ready for bed, we spend time enjoying their favorite books. Although my goal is to keep it to one favorite, the girls always end up choosing five or six. One night, my oldest daughter selected the book “When I Grow Up” to be included in the volumes of children’s stories we would enjoy that evening.

“When I Grow Up” had lots of cute pictures to keep kids interested and highlighted enough high profile careers to impress even the most eager-to-see-their-kids-be-successful parents. “Great choice,” I thought, as my mind danced at the thought of how much potential my daughter must have to already be planning her profession at the tender age of four.

I read that book with more excitement than I ever mustered for Dr. Seuss. “You can become a female firefighter, a police officer, or a doctor. Wow! How great you would be if you achieved that!” I exclaimed to my girls. Big on making our marathon reading sessions interactive and wanting to make sure that my daughters understood, I asked my oldest which one of these great people she would like to be when she grew up.

Puzzled, my daughter looked at the book and then back up at me and replied “But mommy, where are you? I wanna be a mommy like you.”

Although grateful for her insight, the weight of what my daughter just said landed heavily on my heart. Had I really just convinced my daughter that the people in the story were not only great, but also so much greater than me? That all the other professions were something that would make her important, but being a mom was a choice that would lead her to insignificance?

After my girls were tucked in, I went to my own bed and used my pillow as a Kleenex to soak up my tears. My daughter made me realize that no matter what other career choices you make, the choice to also be a mother was a worthwhile calling, even if the only bonuses and raises you receive are comments like this from your children.

This poem is dedicated to all moms – full time moms, single moms, married moms, hardworking moms, and stay at home moms. Moms who let go of some personal dreams or goals to raise their children, moms who quit school because of their children, moms who went to school at night. Moms who stopped working after their kids were born, moms who worked harder after their kids were born.

There are many opportunities for women. Your job as a mom may not reward you with a physical check every Friday, but your occupation is great, your job is needed, and it could never be filled by anyone else.

realizing this I began to write……..

A Mommy Like You

I was reading a book to my daughter one night,

About growing up and all the choices of great people she could be.

A police officer, a waitress, a principal

A manager, and even a star on TV,

“Hey, you could be a doctor

And save the world from disease,

You could be a teacher

And teach children their ABC’s,

You could be a motivational speaker

And lift up others when they’re down,

You could be a musician

And compose beautiful arrangements of sound,

You can be an actress and perform in plays and movies

Entertaining audiences, now wouldn’t that be groovy?”

“You could be a ballerina

And dance all over the world,

You could be a famous football player

And they’ll say, ‘Hey, Is that a girl?’

You could be the first female President of the United States

You can be an astronaut and travel into outer space.”

“Now Sweetie, I know there are a lot of choices,

But you have a long while before you must choose”

And she said, “Mommy, I know exactly what I want to be”

“I want to be a Great Mommy, Just Like You!”

Copyright ©2003 Sheréa VéJauan ..

About: Based on the popular poem of the same name that has been featured in newspapers, magazines and website journals across America, “A Mommy Like You” combines the award winning production of Michael Washington with the smooth poetic inflections of VeJauan, “A Mommy Like You” builds on the success of the buzz created by the “Mommy Like You” greeting card – and takes it a step further. “We wanted to create something for people to give to their mother’s that lasts beyond mother’s day,” said VeJauan. “Flower’s and dining out is nice, but music lasts forever.”

About Sherea VeJauan Sherea VeJauan is a published author, vocalist, and poet who has received awards for her songwriting, vocal, and spoken word abilities. A member of ASCAP, the Christian Writer’s Guild, and the Gospel Music Association, Sherea has worked with two-time Grammy Nominee and Stellar Award winner Kenny Smith. For more information, visit http:// vejauan.com or to purchase your copy of ” A Mommy Like You”, please visit click here….

Sheréa VéJauan is also the author of “Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy”Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

Oops, I forgot to pray!

Oops, I forgot to pray!

To lift my hands and thank the Lord for this day

I forgot to get on my knees and thank Him for his grace

I forgot to give Him praise as I fall down on my face

I forgot to lift my voice to praise His Holy Name

To come into His presence there’s no one quite the same

Oops, I forgot to pray

But He is so forgiving; He blessed me any way

Copyright ©2000 Sheréa VéJauan. Excerpt from Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy is available. Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV

How much does it cost for a miracle?

How much does it cost for a miracle?

What amount can I pay for a clear thought?

What is the charge for some sunshine?

How much happiness can be bought?

How much can I pay for contentment?

Could I place a down payment on joy?

Can I purchase a smile or tender moment

To place in the heart of a dying girl or boy ?

What is the price for conception?

I’ve been trying to have a child

How much does it cost to live longer?

The doctors said I have only a little while

Can I make monthly payments to save my children?

From this sick and cruel world called home

What is the value of a true friend?

Someone who would never leave me alone

Thought:

No matter how much money you may have some things you will never be able to purchase. You can save your money to buy a nice house or car but you will never be able to purchase a loving family or a tender moment, a breath of fresh air, a lil’ bit o’ sunshine, these things God gives us freely.

Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it way. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.

Song of Songs 8:7

Copyright ©2000 Sheréa VéJauan. Excerpt from Realistically Speaking: Speaking What’s Real. . . Keeping What’s Holy is available. Get your copy today! http://ow.ly/4UadV