Dear 2018 ,
Trust me...you really should read this long ass post. It could change your life, or the life of someone you know, love, or care for❤️
Dear 2018,
I declare that I am so ready for you.
In 2017, you challenged my faith, my gut instincts, and you tried to take away a part of my soul. But, you clearly didn’t win!
You see that you couldn’t change my heart, my mind, or my convictions. I easily conquered every obstacle. I made my faith, my favor, and I made my fun in places where peace was hard for others to even see. You had no hold on God’s plan, my walk, or my triumphs. I was reminded that God had already prepared me years, and years ago for my journey. Nothing that you could do stopped me from believing and truly knowing that what will be, will be.
I have clearly loved and lived beyond everything.
Food-Football
“The truth behind the cover.”
When that man of mine got admitted to the hospital and I heard the nurse yell, “Code-blue,” I didn’t flinch. After doctor after doctor declared that he may need a heart transplant, or a temporary heart monitor. I said, “It won’t work,the devil is a liar.” It wasn’t until I made the decision / against doctors orders to check him out of the hospital that I was reminded that God had already prepared me for a victory. I held my head up high and remembered the two years I spent at Duke University studying at the renowned Rice House. I was personally trained to prepare heart saving meals by one of their top Chefs . I witnessed dozens of those diagnosed with heart problems, kidney disease, out of control cholesterol levels, diabetes, and many other life challenging illnesses, be healed. I was obsessed with understanding how the Doctors there could take the patients medicines away and change their health with just certain combinations of food. I witnessed patients go from this is my last hope, to total recovery. That was over 15 years ago. I never knew that I was being prepared. When that code blue thing happened,
I became his doctor, his cook, and his prayer warrior. I looked at him and said, “ Do you really believe that God blessed me with you to take such good care of me, and everyone that I love, and he didn’t prepare me to do the same for you?” I became his personal chef. He only ate from my hands for 3 months. There was no Doctor at Piedmont Hospital , Northside Hospital, or even Emory Hospital that could help him.
In the end, they were calling me asking me for insight. They said that it was unlikely that his heart could go back to normal.
Today, The Sports Joc doesn’t take any medications. His blood pressure is a constant 120/78, and he lost 50 pounds.
The glory was never mine. God had just prepared me. That’s just one story of how 2017 tried to take my joy. I wrote a cookbook about it. I cooked meals like I was a professional caterer for several people, and along the way, I changed a few lives with food. The victory was not mine. It is the Lords. Please Share this message of triumph with someone that may need to know that help comes in different forms. I was tempted to confine this story to my intimate circle, but I just couldn’t. I gave myself permission to share this. I pray that you do the same.
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Plus, you can join me on Sundays in the New Year at my, “Girl Palace,” to practice making, and prepping heart saving meals.
I should have the detailed information up on my website by the first week in the New Year!!!
Namaste