Lesson on Discernment

Yeah… Issa No. Blessings can be blessings unattached to anything else. I thought seeing one of my DAY-1 kids from Playtime Project at my job was a sign that I was where I needed to be and that it was ok to get “comfortable” after returning from LOA. Then… this happened…

Time: 3:33am

So, TODAY, or tonight I should say, nope .. maybe this morning. Yeah… let’s go with that.

I spent my time getting thrown up on and cleaning up throw up just to be thrown up on again to then be sulking in literal vomit. So my mom’s work tribe including my cousin, were out celebrating one of their owns Bdays… AT MY JOB [some of you can form an educated guess as to where this is going if you READ my post previous to this one] That’s all family at the end of the day so of course, they’re only ordering their drinks through me (red flag). Oh, and they was on the Casamigos Repo… Recipe for disaster. The night went and by the time Kareoke had ended my cousin was still in there live at 5. Doors close and she exits and long story short I’m walking in the house at 3:33am the DAY AFTER i wrote about how I feel in regards to serving alcohol to my folks.

In todays lesson, I acknowledge I avoid accountability when it comes to Discernment. It’s required of me to make better judgment for myself, my loved ones and my neighbors. I need to sit on this one for a moment.