Life and Times With Cyndi : 2020

Sunday, December 13, 2020

TC Walker Mural In My Hometown

An amazing mural went up in my hometown recently celebrating the life of a local Black in our area. My daughter and I made a visit to see it the week before Thanksgiving. I wish we could have made the dedication service, but you know....pandemic. And I have been very careful about where I go.

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Pastoral Anniversary Drive By Parade

Snapshots from Election Day

Monday, November 02, 2020

12 Years

This coming weekend Marc and I will celebrate 12 years at WABC. I don't know that I ever thought this far ahead. So much of our life has changed since we first took the walk down that road to pastoring and leading a small church in the middle of a neighborhood in the middle of an urban city. Its so weird to look back now and see how the church has changed and evolved. Watching the children we knew when we first came to WABC now grown and some with children of their own. To see my own children now in their mid 30s living out their lives as adults. Having survived Marc's illness and the changes it brought to our daily life. So many changes and now as we embark on this upcoming anniversary in the middle of a pandemic no less I can't help but wonder what the next few years will hold for us. In just the last few weeks we have loss three church member's (thankfully not to Covid-19), but its still a loss that will stay with us for some time to come. I try to imagine what it will be like when we all come back together again. After nearly 8 months of not gathering within a church building (and who knows how much longer it will be with the numbers steadily increasing again), Marc and I have discussed many times what lessons we should have learned from this lockdown. How will we do church differently when we return. How many people will actually return and what does that mean for us as a church. Over the last three years I have learned to not worry to much about what will be. I have learned to trust that God has a plan and despite the evidence sometimes, he really does know whats best for me and he has shown me over the last few years that he is perfectly capable of taking care of me and mine without any help from us. So I will have to just be patient and trust the process. I don't feel at all that God is through with us yet.

Monday, June 29, 2020

Never Give Up on Your Dreams

I wanted to remember this past weekend before the memories got away from me. If you have been with me on this blogging journey for any length of time you know how long I have dreamed of connecting woman in leadership from every tribe, and tongue to gather and talk about this thing called Racism.

The one thing that always held me back was finances. And the fact that I and my husband lead at a small church with very few connections or resources to pull off what I had dreamed in my head (For some reason I don't now how to dream small lol).

Then 2020 came along and COVID 19 happened, followed by the death of George Floyd.

Something in my spirit woke up and said what the heck are you waiting for?

It probably helped that I had gotten an introduction to Zoom because of the pandemic and the need for Marc and I to still be able to connect with his ministry class that meets every Thursday night online.

That is when the wheels started turning. Why couldn't I hold an online meet up? So the planner in me started planning (see how God uses your gifts for his glory). The harder decision was choosing which ladies I would invite to the table.

Two ladies that have been with me from the start of my journey as founder of Blended Souls has been my longtime friend Cheryl (almost 30 years of friendship to be exact) and my friend Alida whom I met via the world wide web over 12 years ago online in a Pastors wives board. These two ladies as well as my friend Michelle who's blog I first discovered when I became a Pastors wife back in 2008 have been part of a small group of woman who have prayed over me for more years than I can count.

Once I got over my initial fear I went with my gut and invited a few other ladies to join me on this past Saturday to sit down and discuss how we were feeling during this uncertain time.

What started out being a discussion on Racism and how it effects each of us, actually turned out to be a chance for a small group of woman (specifically Pastor's wives) to connect, share their feelings in a very private and very safe environment (which is why I will not be naming the guest who gathered that day).

By the time we finished the session Cheryl and I were in tears. Partly because I was just overwhelmed by the feelings of having fulfilled a dream I had carried in my heart since 2008. But even more then that was the fact that these woman seemed to make a connection with one another and right before my eyes I got to see the potential for our future and the future of our children and our children's children. I left the meet up that day filled with HOPE.

I still hope to get us all together one day for a retreat. I even have a place in mind. So what I would say now to the woman who made this declaration all the way back in 2008? Never ever give up on your dreams. Especially ones that have been birthed in your spirit by our Abba Father!

Tuesday, April 28, 2020

My 21 Days of Prayer Devotional Videos During a Pandemic

All of the things we have been praying for the last few weeks. So we need to be praying for men after Gods own heart! Men who love God like David loved God. If we can do that imagine what a difference that can make?