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An Eating Disorder? Really?

So today I was talking to one of my sisters on twitter. She asked me if I know a good recipe for vegetable lasagna. I told her I am the wrong one to ask about any kind of recipe that includes vegetables. We joked and a couple more sisters joined in saying how I much I love sugar cookies, cupcakes, ice cream & sweet tea from the Chinese food place. Then it hit me: that is nothing to brag about.   Those four things contain nothing but sugar.   Where is the sustenance? I joked them and said y’all gonna make me write a blog about this. As I was washing the dishes, God dealt with me on this.   He was like Jenelle you have an eating disorder. *Insert record scratch sound* HOLD UP!!!!! I dropped the dish rag and looked up like “say what!” As I stood there washing the dishes, I scrubbed the plate so hard like I was trying to eliminate what God just told me.   God I HAD two eating disorders: I don’t starve myself on purpose nor do I throw my food up after I eat. So what are you talking abou

Twisted Pleasures Volume I

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I shared my story in this publication.  It's a great testimony for victors over abusive relationships.  Please support this awesome work for the Kingdom. Lots of love Jenelle The RIDE or DIE Chick Mentality: Dedicated. Committed, often to a person place or thing that is harming her the most. WHY are you with them? ARE YOU CRAZY? Is what is often said and thought about dysfunctional & abusive relationships. WHEN YOUR KNOWLEDGE OF SELF WORTH IS TWISTED you’ll settle for anything willing to give you an identity and validation. Not all exchanges are equal on the surface but each party takes exactly what PLEASURES they want and need from it. Commitment to the wrong thing for the right reasons can leave you broken and on the verge of demise. While people on the outside looking in are scratching their heads declaring “it could never be me!”, the diva in the midst of it all cleaves to the minute satisfaction and comfort she gets from it like its her last breath.   Ride or D

What's in your shopping cart?

I usually don’t share my dreams with the World Wide Web but I think this dream will truly bless someone. This morning I had a dream that I was in the grocery store checking out.   When I was done paying for everything, I noticed three bags left on the conveyor belt. One of the bags had fruit in them. I looked at my cart but it was filled to capacity. I tried to figure out how I was going to fit those last three bags into my cart….then I woke up. I wrote the dream down in my journal along with the other one I had.   As I was making the bed, God gave me the meaning of it.   He said “You’re full of junk and you don’t have room for what you really need.   You’re trying to figure out how to add what you should already have.   You are leaving out that which will nourish you” That revelation hit me like a ton of bricks. It definitely has a physical meaning for me but more so spiritual.   I had a nice chat with God on my way to South Plainfield, NJ last night.   I was about to ask God how

It's Time 4 Transparency

God dropped this into my spirit several months ago.  A friend was asking me what she should name her twitter account. It was for women who were victorious over a life in the entertainment industry. The purpose of the account was for a group of women to share their testimonies in hopes that women who are currently in the entertainment would be delivered.  Immediately the name Time4Transparency came to me. I tried to get a message to her with the name but I was having trouble sending it.  A few minutes later, she told me she created the account cuz she came up with the name. I kinda was sad cuz I liked the name God told me. Later that day I heard God whisper to me: it was meant for you. It all started when I published my first book Summer of 2010. It took 6 years but I unbeknownst to me, began my time 4 transparency.  Although I shared a lot of my testimony, there was a lot more I was holding back.  Now I know if you read my book, you are probably like oh gosh...what more could have h