I remember sitting in church listening to the choir sing \u201cPotter\u2019s House.\u201d It was one of my favorite songs; the words always stuck with me. The first verse immediately caught your attention with the words, \u201cIn case your situation has turned upside down, and all your dreams are shattered, and you\u2019re all broken inside. You don\u2019t have to stay in the shape that you\u2019re in because the Potter wants to put you back together again.\u201d (see link below to listen to this song) I always pictured God the Potter sitting at his heavenly wheel, molding a piece of muddy, slightly messy clay. The clay, of course, is meant to symbolize you and me. We are a broken, messed up people. We are a people plagued with depression, anxiety, sickness, mental health challenges, addictions, and brokenness. We are in a world where relationship problems in our homes, on our jobs, with our children, and between husband and wife are prevalent. Where divorce, financial struggles, war, climate change issues, government breakdown, and world issues stress most. As a society, we are confused, scared, and more lonely than ever. There is abuse, extreme, unexplained violence, and unrest everywhere. We worry about our safety, our children\u2019s safety, tomorrow\u2019s stock prices, and our lack of knowledge on what\u2019s to come. As a country, we are more in debt and can afford less. We are unhealthy, status-driven, money-hungry, and fearful, and statistics show that over 90% of Americans have this overwhelming sense that something is terribly wrong in our country and our world. Face it, we are, as a world, in desperate need of a loving Savior! We need help, and we need it now!<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I have good news for you, there is someone who can mend all of the broken, messed up pieces of our life. His name is Jesus! I\u2019m here to tell you that He can take your deformed, colorless, messy ball of clay life and mold it into a beautiful masterpiece. He can save you if you simpy cry out to Him and ask Him. I\u2019m so happy that God can mold our ugly broken pieces of life and smooth out all the bumps and bruises we sustain in this life. He can lovingly put us back together again. He is the Potter, my friends, and we are the clay! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Potter and the Clay metaphor serves as a profound reminder of our relationship with God. It highlights His sovereignty, creativity, and transformative power in our lives. As we yield to His molding, we can experience the joy of becoming vessels that reflect His love, grace, and purpose. So, may we embrace our role as clay in the Potter\u2019s hands, trusting in His perfect design and finding fulfillment in becoming vessels that bring glory to Him. Won\u2019t you trust Him with your life today? It doesn\u2019t matter what you have done, your background, what your mother did, what your Father did, how far you have wandered away from God, or what was done to you. He, your Heavenly Father, is lovingly waiting to put you back together again. I\u2019ll say it again, the Potter wants to put you back together again! <\/p>\n\n\n\n

If you want more information on how Jesus can help change your life, situation, family, and future, please email me at sonyacamillecontact@gmail.com, and I will gladly send you more information.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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GROWING UP IN COVERT\u2026 A TOWN THAT NEVER EXPERIENCED SEGREGATION<\/h1>\n\n\n\n
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SMALL TOWN, NATIONALLY RECOGNIZED<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Not many can proudly say that their small hometown, USA, was featured in the Smithsonian Institution National Museum of African American History and Culture in Washington, DC. Only a few can say that a play was written about their town or that a book about their small hometown gained national recognition. But I can. And that, my friends, is my black history focus this month-Covert. Covert, Michigan, where virtually everyone knows everyone\u2019s name. And where everyone knew everyone\u2019s mama\u2019s name, their daddy\u2019s name, their cousins, aunties, uncles, and what they had for dinner last night. I kid about the dinner, but you get the point. Covert folks, know Covert folks. All who have lived in Covert were, in one way or the other, impacted by Covert\u2019s uniqueness. Now I\u2019m sure, as with anything in this world, not everyone living here loved it. But most did, and the ones who did love it will forever call this place HOME.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
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MY CHILDHOOD-SUCH INNOCENCE<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
My childhood has to be among the best out there. We made tents and clubhouses in the woods with cousins and neighbors (shout out to my favorite neighbor Chucky!). We played in the mud and had the best mud pie tea parties with cousins and friends. By the way, my mud pies were to die for-seriously, so good! Since I\u2019m sure you\u2019re wondering what my secret was, I guess I\u2019ll take a trip down memory lane and perhaps share my secret recipe with you in a future blog post-maybe. We used old miracle whip glass jars with knife slits in the lid to hold the tadpoles we caught. We went fishing, played in the ditches, and walked on dark dirt roads. We ran from sweat bees and had to put our feet up while biking past some of our neighbor\u2019s houses to keep their big dogs from biting us. There were bike rides with the cousins, swimming in drainage pipes, blueberry picking, and playing hide and seek in the local cemetery and the woods, which was very scary. Speaking of cemeteries, we picked wild blackberries in the cemetery down the street from our house. My mom would make the best homemade blackberry pies with the literal fruits of our labor.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Let\u2019s see; there were bike rides all around town where everyone knew who you were and your parents. We played in the sand-dunes and found what we thought were dinosaur bones in them. Sadly, we were told that the remains we discovered were not that of a tyrannosaurus rex, as initially thought, but were the remains of my dad\u2019s family dog, who wandered off years before our discovery. So, here\u2019s the backstory of my dinosaur discovery story. So, my very adventurous cousins and I found old Duke\u2019s bones deep in the sand-dune behind my grandparent\u2019s house, and what a discovery that was! You can imagine the look on my teacher\u2019s face when I shared with her and the class that I was among four that risked our lives as a Covert archeologists to bring the bones of a dinosaur to those in my class. I still remember her face when I shared with the class at show and tell that I had discovered dinosaur bones on our property. Or how about the look on my dad\u2019s face when my cousins and I came in the back door carrying the skull and some other bone while loudly cheering at our recent discovery? And if you\u2019re wondering what he said and did, well, it wasn\u2019t the actions of one that was supportive or full of glee. He looked at us and immediately sent us back outside. He then yelled at us to drop the bones and wash our hands immediately and thoroughly. We couldn\u2019t understand why he wasn\u2019t as thrilled as we were at our discovery. Didn\u2019t he know the museums would be more than pleased at our discovery? That we would be famous and asked to be on the cover of virtually every magazine in Covert? Me and my cousins were now archeologist-how cool was that! That thought alone was the highlight of the summer going into my third-grade year. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Another cool thing I did as a child was run with my dad in our local elementary and high school halls. I ran anywhere from 1.5-2 miles daily with my dad. My dad, a Michigan State police officer and health nut, as some would say, ran every day to stay in shape. I ran with him for fun. Sure, it was exercise, but I enjoyed the fun military cadence he jokingly demonstrated and recited as we put in the miles together. Winter months in Michigan are brutal, and Covert certainly had no private workout facilities or independent sports gyms. There was no local YMCA, and since we didn\u2019t own a treadmill, we opted to go to the local school and run several laps in the halls. Running in the dark halls was quite fun, actually. Since my dad knew everyone and everyone knew my dad and our family, the custodians and janitorial staff who were cleaning at night gladly let us in to exercise-such great memories.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
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MY GRANDPARENTS<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
So, my grandfather owned over 10 acres in this small town, which was pretty extraordinary for a black man of that time. The house my father grew up in still sits on the property today. I knew the house was tiny, but I truly am amazed at how my many cousins, my sister, and me all fit in that house with our grandparents during our summer vacation sleep overs-Its indeed a mystery. The size and the fact that there was only one bathroom to accommodate all of us is fascinating in thought, as I honestly don\u2019t know how we did it. Still, I don\u2019t recall any issues surrounding that; we made it work, and the memories are beautiful. In short, we had fun! I can still picture my tiny grandmother standing on a good day at a full 4ft 11 inches tall in the kitchen doing whatever she was doing. She hummed and softly sang church hymns while making us grandkids breakfast. Her waist-length bushy hair was down as she is always brushed and braided, then twisted and pinned up her hair after she fed us. I remember her sweet coffee that we would sneak and sip when she wasn\u2019t paying attention because she was so engrossed in her beloved soap operas. The intro song to The Young and the Restless or the outro song to The Guiding Light while she sat her little self on her green couch while sipping her sweet, warm coffee is a scene that is permanently stamped into my memory. A somewhat random thought that I feel compelled to add is that my grandparent\u2019s house was a hot box during the summer, y\u2019all, and that, too, is a memory. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
My grandfather gave my dad 5 acres of land to build our family house. My father, with the occasional help from a few of his Covert buddies, built the house where I grew up. Although we couldn\u2019t see my grandparent\u2019s house from our home, it was only a short walk on the dirt trail through the woods to their back door. Sure, we could walk down the street and fight with the sweat bees, but taking the path through the woods, was much more fun.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
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SMALL TOWN JOY<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Throughout February, when most celebrate black history, I\u2019m reminded of my small hometown, my grateful beginnings, and the many men and women of color who helped shape my view of the world and who I am to this day. Covert, Michigan. Basketball games were a massive deal in Covert. It was a weekly class reunion where old friends met and reflected on past times, sweet days of old when they were doing their thing on the high school court-the good old days. Covet basketball games, where students gathered to cheer on their mighty Bulldog team proudly. Covert, where more black farmers and business owners owned highly successful businesses and employed many of us throughout the summer. Covert, where townspeople were former classmates of your parents and where your friend\u2019s parents were like second parents to all. Covert, where friends shout out a loud \u201chey now,\u201d accompanied by a smile and a finger pointing at you and others as they pass by. Covert, where the tearing down of the old high school where my parents walked the halls, became a sentimental reunion for all who walked those same halls. I remember my dad taking me (I believe I was in preschool then) to the high school as he stood with former classmates, friends, and neighbors, watching while their beloved old high school was demolished. Friends shared stories and took a singular brick as a memento, a treasured keepsake of the once lively high school. Covert, where the librarian at the local library, was a former teacher of my parents. Covert, where my sister and I would sit in the library and do our homework every day until our mom would pick us up after she got out of work. Covert, where a bike ride to the wonderfully dusty convenient store for candy and snacks was a summer must. Covert, where bike rides to the state park, tip-toeing over what seemed to be miles of rocks on the shorefront of lake Michigan\u2019s Covert beach to swim in beautiful Lake Michigan, was among the most exciting things ever. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
There was Green\u2019s convenience store, Mike\u2019s store, and Churchill\u2019s gas station. Leroy\u2019s garage, Sarno fruit stand, and the Civic Center were there. Covert, where the tiny museum was located next to the library\u2019s outside cellar door. The one and only bank was located on the maybe one-and-a-half -block long downtown across from the only post office\u2014Covert, where only for a short time, we had an actual restaurant and a funeral home. My friends, this small, unassuming town was home. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
FOREVER GRATEFUL<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am forever grateful for the privilege of living in this diverse community. I\u2019m glad I witnessed black, white, and Hispanic people coexist with mutual respect for one another. There were just as many black educators as white at the local school and an equal number of black farmers, business owners, and neighbors as white in my hometown. That was unique, and that was Covert. I\u2019m glad I grew up where we, without prejudice, played with white and Latina children without hesitation. Where we laughed with, cried with, and went to school with children and friends of many ethnicities. And even as the world around us frowned upon such relationships, we quite simply didn\u2019t care and enjoyed the relationships and friendships we made. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
I\u2019m glad I rode the bus with children of all races and was neighbors with some of the best people in this world who, although we did not look like each other, all shared a common bond. That bond was and forever will be called COVERT.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Growing up, I knew my town was unique, but I only knew why once I was older. I would visit friends who lived in neighboring predominately white towns and notice that I was among the few, if not, as it was, in most cases, the only black person in any given location in the area. Of course, I saw that, but I rarely voiced my observation to them. However, I did know that at home, in Covert, I was comfortable because more people looked like me. Covert was HOME<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Although country life, with its many sights and sounds and lack of road lights, made me want to leave as soon as I graduated from high school, Covert was a light in my past. A fire that cemented this small town and the beautifully diverse faces of this town to me forever. A bond that will last a lifetime and a heart full of gratitude for those who I celebrate today for the rich accomplishments they made to not just their town, their businesses, and their organizations but to me as well. I honor them all. Every teacher, doctor, nurse, business owner, farmer, police officer, administrator, small convenience store owner, hairdresser, bus driver, and city worker, for they are all part of my black history memories in the small hometown, I will forever call home, and that town is called Covert.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Smithsonian Institution National Museum of African American History and Culture <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Listen in on my brand new podcast episode on the deep rich history of my historic hometown, Covert. <\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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Fiff\u2026tyyyy. The BIG 5-0. Look, no matter how you look at it and no matter how you say it,<br>I\u2019m half of 100 now<br>Wow!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I know what the numbers say, but all I can say is that I truly do not feel as vintage as my age suggests. As far as my birthday, it was truly magical! I had the most amazing celebration with my family and dear friends! Truly a weekend of thoughtful, well-planned activities, sweet memories made, and special surprises. The calls, the messages, the cards, the gifts, the flowers, and the many hugs all made my special day just that much more memorable. My heart was full (still is), and I\u2019m pretty sure I didn\u2019t stop smiling all day long. My family, the people who love me the most in this world, went out of their way to make me feel like a well-loved vintage princess, and I appreciate them more than words can express.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In celebration of my 50th birthday, I thought I would share 50 truths with you that I have learned in my now half of 100 years on planet earth. 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height=\"1080\" data-id=\"2034\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Untitled-design-4.png?resize=1080%2C1080&ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-2034\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Untitled-design-4.png?w=1080&ssl=1 1080w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Untitled-design-4.png?resize=300%2C300&ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Untitled-design-4.png?resize=150%2C150&ssl=1 150w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Untitled-design-4.png?resize=800%2C800&ssl=1 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1080px) 100vw, 1080px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/figure>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\">MY 50 TRUTHS & LIFE LESSONS<br>& THE INCOMPLETE LIST OF THE<br>THINGS I\u2019VE LEARNED OVER THE PAST<br>50 YEARS<\/h2>\n\n\n\n<ol class=\"wp-block-list\">\n<li>My family meaning my husband and my two children, are literally my everything!<br>Protect<br>your family Physically, mentally, and spiritually at all cost<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Loyalty among family is a must! If you\u2019re not loyal, then I can\u2019t trust you. If I can\u2019t trust<br>you then you\u2019re not truly family<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>When people, even extended family members, show you who they are, believe them!<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>The #1 truth I\u2019ve learned over the past 50 years is that Jesus Christ is the way, the<br>truth, and the life. He died on the cross for my sins, was buried, and rose again on the<br>third day. The only way to heaven is by accepting his gift of salvation through the shed blood<br>of Jesus Christ on Calvary\u2019s tree. By faith, you are saved and not by any good deeds. You can not earn your way into heaven you must be born again!<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Life is too short to get hung up on petty and trivial things<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Faith always over Fear<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Worship is essential to my relationship with God<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Laughter truly is contagious<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Nothing is ever guaranteed<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>You can\u2019t control what happens, but you can control your reaction to what happened<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Someone is always better and worse than you<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>In literally everything, give thanks and have a spirit of gratitude<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Death and life lie in the power of the tongue. You can not take your words back, So<br>choose your words wisely.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>In little or in Much, learn to be content<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>You create the life you live by the choices you make. So make good choices<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Love yourself, even your flaws<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Pray literally without ceasing<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>A soft answer truly does turn away anger and believe scripture when it says that<br>grievous words do stir up anger<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Look for solutions rather than focusing on problems<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Love hard; tell those you love how much you love them as often as possible. Hug a<br>million times each day. Life is short<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Try not to take things personally, even if they are personal-try not to wear your heart<br>on your sleeve<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Be selective who you allow in your inner circle<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Family is second only to God. Don\u2019t ever put anyone or anything over your family<br>except for God<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>God truly loves you and is for you. Trust Him with everything- He can be trusted! Jeremiah 29:11<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Each day is a gift. Cherish the time you have and the small<br>moments\/memories made<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Build and maintain quality relationships-Don\u2019t push away anyone who truly shows an<br>interest in you or in your family<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Get into God\u2019s Word every day and Pray often<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Do everything possible to take care of your body. You only have one<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Be a lifelong learner of everything. Learn from others<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Your wealth will not make you a better or happier person<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>You can do many nice and kind things for someone, and they can still end up having<br>an issue with you-that’s called life. Don\u2019t expect anything in return from anyone you do things for. Do everything as unto the Lord and leave it there.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Protect your peace, even if that means distancing yourself (in love) from those who use you,<br>take advantage of you, and emotionally drain you. Cut them off if you must<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>People\u2019s actions speak louder than their words<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Never engage in gossip. If someone feels comfortable talking to you about someone, trust they are and will talk to someone else about you<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Communication is key to every relationship<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Forgive quickly, and don\u2019t keep a record of wrong<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Make sure that the people you love know that you love them<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Sometimes, no matter what, some people are not going to like you and that’s ok<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Good manners and respect goes a long way<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Trust has to be earned.<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Always make people feel comfortable<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Don\u2019t spend an excessive amount of time with negative or toxic people. If they have a need, in love, help them but then run<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Don\u2019t be selfish. Be generous and kind<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Be compassionate towards others<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>My mom used to tell me that \u201cevery girl needs a good cry every once and awhile,\u201d so<br>cry, then dry your eyes, roll top your sleeves and get back at it (Millie moment iykyk)<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Therapy is good for your mental health<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Tithe and see what happens<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Be more concerned with your heart than your outward appearance<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Change what you can and accept what you can not change<\/li>\n\n\n\n<li>Be slow to speak, slow to get angry, and quick to listen<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n\n\n\n<div style=\"height:100px\" aria-hidden=\"true\" class=\"wp-block-spacer\"><\/div>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\">MY 50TH BIRTHDAY!<\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center\">October 28th, 2022<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"2560\" height=\"1440\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=1440%2C810&ssl=1\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-1934\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?w=2560&ssl=1 2560w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=300%2C169&ssl=1 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=1440%2C810&ssl=1 1440w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=1536%2C864&ssl=1 1536w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=2048%2C1152&ssl=1 2048w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/cordiallycamille.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2022\/11\/Copy-of-Copy-of-Favorite-books-2.png?resize=800%2C450&ssl=1 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1440px) 100vw, 1440px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019m 50! 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