Grandma Becky's China Cabinet

Over the last few episodes, Margaret has been sharing the story of her family’s transition from South Florida to Oklahoma. One of the questions she hears most often is: How did you know it was God speaking? How did you know what to do next? How did you recognize the timing and the shifting of seasons? 

Using the imagery  of her Grandma Becky's china cabinet, she shares how she once viewed God as distant — present, valuable, and respected, but reserved for only a few. Margaret unpacks the foundational beliefs that changed everything: that God loves us, desires to be close to us, and truly wants to speak with His children.

 These truths shape how she listens for His voice and trusts His direction.

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Transcript

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Hello and welcome to this episode of Girl Live Love and Be. I am Margaret Smith Williams and I'm just out here trying to live right, love right, and be right. So you guys forgive me for missing. I guess the last two weeks' episodes, I just had some urgent personal matters that took up really all of my time and attention, and there was no way I could produce a quality episode of sound mind and body. As I state often, I never want to do anything pertaining to this just haphazardly. I just don't want to just record a podcast episode just because I don't want to get so caught up in formalities or schedules that I just throw anything out there. I literally take the time to pray about every episode. I pray before every episode, and I genuinely ask God to speak through me. It is my desire that each episode would land in the places that it needs to land, that people that need to hear it would be able to hear it. This is not even just something for me to do. Girl, I don't even want to do this. And I want to approach it with love, care, authenticity, seriousness, and I really want to be led by the Holy Spirit. So if I would have put on an episode out there the last two weeks, y'all would have been liable to get Marquisha and not Margaret. This is no shade to anybody out there named Marquisha. But the Marquisha version of me is like all over the place. She is ungrounded, imbalanced, smart at the mouth, imposed, impulsive, emotional, just very fleshy. That's her. I try to keep her at the feet of Jesus, because girl, she is no good to herself or to nobody else. Marquisha is a disaster waiting to happen. Y'all don't want Marquisha Lenae out here. She ain't trying to live, love, and be nothing. Y'all need Margaret Louise. Yes, my mama named me Margaret Louise. She's more stable, more mature, more surrendered, definitely more saved. So I'm back now. And here we go. The last few episodes, I've been chronicling my family's transition from South Florida to Oklahoma. And the questions that I often get asked is like, How did you hear from God? Or how did you even know that God was speaking to you? Or how did you know what to do next? Like once the Lord told you that you were moving, how did you know what to do next? How did you know, how did you know what step to take? How did you know what to do with your house? Like, how did you know the timing of God? How did you know the season shifted? How did you even know what God was doing? And I feel like the Holy Spirit wants me to sit here today. But before I kind of dive into like the foundations of how I knew God's heart and how I knew God, what what God was doing or speaking to me as it relates to this transition, I think it's important to give you context into my childhood. So I grew up with my mom always talking about the Lord saying this and the Lord saying this. The Lord said this and the Lord said that. He spoke to my parents about moving to a little town in Allendale, South Carolina, that both of my grandparents grew up in. I think I was around 11 or 10 or 11 at that time. And it was here that the Lord called my parents into ministry and eventually called them to become full-time pastors. Then again, the Lord spoke to my parents right before I entered into high school that we needed to move from South Carolina to Charlotte. And Charlotte would be where my family would reside for the three years that I attended high school. So it was normal for my mom or my stepdad to say that God told them this and that this is what we needed to do, or this is what the Lord wanted us to give, or this is how we needed to move, or just really it was normal for them to talk about what the Lord had been saying and what he wanted us to do in our lives. But if I were honest, it wasn't until I went to Oral Roberts University University for college that I met other young adults who were seeking after a personal relationship with God for themselves. And it was this realization that made me believe that God was available to me and he was near to me as well. It was here at ORU that I learned that God just could speak to me, like speak to me directly. And he wasn't just the God of my mother or my dad or my grandmother, that he wanted to be my God to you. It was here at ORU that I learned that God wanted a personal relationship with me. He wanted to talk with me, he wanted to walk with me, he wanted to lead me and guide me. He just really wanted to be with me. And this was an important turning point in my life because if you grew up in church like me, a lot of times you develop your view of God through the lens of your parents or your grandparents or your village or even the churches that you go to. Like you hear the testimonies of others, you know the Bible stories and the characters, you even tend to memorize the characteristics of God, of their God. And because you're surrounded by this, and this is all you hear and all you grow up with, you adapt their God as your God. So I knew the God of Eloise, which is my mom, or Lim, which is my dad, or my late grandmother Rebecca. Like I knew their God. I observed the importance of prayer by watching my mom talk to God about everything. By watching my mama wake us up in the middle of night slinging oil all over the place, praying in tongues. Like I watched my mom and my other aunt intercessors tarry over people at the altars, um, at the home in our living rooms or in hospitals. So to insert, tarrying is when you're praying intensely over someone until you feel a release to stop. It can be just one person tarrying over another person or a group of people tearing in deep intercession for a group of others. Like tearying is like a really serious thing in my life and how I grew up. So tarrying can last anywhere from like a few minutes or it could be a few hours. But either way, I've seen it all. I would see my daddy Lim still away in his corner chair or his truck to spend time with God. He was nowhere nearly as loud as my mom. He had a very quiet disposition. He would be like whispering his prayers or praying in tongues in a very still small voice. Growing up in a Baptist church where everything is so loud and so boisterous and sometimes extra for no reason, my daddy was the first example of someone meeting with God quietly. My daddy was the first example of me realizing that quiet prayers were acceptable and important to God. They were just as loud as someone praying loudly. My core memories of God would be the early rising of my grandma Becky. So my grandma Becky is my mom's mom. And she's a short, light-skinned woman with soft black hair, or it could be blue back, blue black, depending on if she picked up the right hair dye at the store. And she had this strong work ethic. My grandma would walk, because she couldn't drive. She would um take the bus or the jitney for mommy folks from 17th Avenue and 56th Street in Liberty City in Florida, and she would take it all the way down to Biscayne to work every day. And she had this strong work at work ethic, and she had a sharp mind, this cackling laugh, a strong spirit, and just really the life of our family. But my grandma would get up every morning, she would make a slice of toast, uh, some Sanka instant coffee, and pull out her rugged Bible. My grandma had two Bibles now. She had the funeral Bible that was the one you don't touch that lays on the coffee table. If you grew up in a black home, you know what I'm talking about. It's the really fancy Bible with the with the Jesus on the front, and it's white usually, and nobody don't touch that. It's for decoration. You sit it on the coffee table. But she would take out her Bible, like her Bible was just a regular Bible, and it was a little raggedy, and then she had a pen. She wouldn't even use highlighters. I don't even think I ever seen my grandma use a highlighter before. But she had a pen and she would just write notes and underline things in her Bible. And so she would take out this Bible, she would take out her daily devotional, which is called a daily bread. It's like this little bitty devotional book, and it has a daily devotion every day. And she would have her pen and maybe a notepad every once in a while. And so she would pick any spot at the table, and I can see this like as I'm recording this podcast. I have this core memory so vivid in my mind. And she sit at the table, she would have on her work clothes, and she would sit at the table with this Bible, she'd open it up with her toast and her sink of coffee. And she would make up her own tunes and like prayers to God in the form of songs. Like sometimes she would sing songs that I knew, like Walk with Me, Lord, or hymns like Amazing Grace, or some songs she would sing I'd never heard of. But I knew they were her prayers to God because in these songs she would be mentioning all of her kids' names. She would be Eloise and Percy and Stanley and Lucretia, and she'd mention um Marian, and then she would go down the list of all of her grandkids and great-grand grandkids, and she'd be praying. But not only would she pray, she would be adding like a little razzle-dazzle to it, like a add a little run. But the thing is, is that she couldn't sing. She couldn't sing at all. Like sometimes it would be like a lot of mumbling and a lot of humming, humming, and it would be loud, but she couldn't sing at all. It was the worst but the most beautiful sound ever. And so, and she didn't even care. Like, we could be at the house and sleep. My grandma didn't care. She's doing devotion every morning, and she's gonna sing her songs to the Lord. Every few minutes, like when she's praying and singing and interchanging all these things, she would add in like a thank you, Jesus, and uh, thank you, God, and bless my kids and protect my family. Like, she would add these things on, add her little runs and out-of-tune things in there. But this was like her genuine worship to God. This was her daily devotion. This was her communion, her fellowship with God. How I miss my grandma. This was the example that I grew up with of God in a communion and a relationship with him. So not only did I know my grandma Becky's God and my mom's God and my dad's God, but I knew the God of the churches that I attended growing up. I knew the God of New Hope Missionary Baptist Church, St. Mark Missionary Baptist Church, Allendale Christian Ministries, Nations Four Baptist Church. Like I could sing the songs, I could mock the deacons, I could do devotion, I can quote the scriptures, I could imitate the pastors, I could memorize the culture and do my very best to live a good Christian girl life. But in my mind, God was like this was like the China in my grandma Becky's China cabinet. So anybody else's grandma have a china cabinet or anybody else's mama had a china cabinet. So in case someone that is listening isn't familiar with the China cabinet, it's a cabinet usually with like glass doors that you place like your precious whatnots. We call them whatnots when I grew up, or figurines in like glass china dishes. Like these weren't the everyday dishes that you use, like the everyday dishes that you use when you ate and drink were in the kitchen. But the China cabinet held all the precious, like really nice ones that you took out when company was coming. And my grandma's China Cabinet had like dark was dark brown mahogany wood, and it had like glass doors and glass shelves. Everybody that knew me, my grandma's kids, my my cousins, everyone knew that the China cabinet was off limits. Like when it was time to eat dinner, you don't just go in and go get the China China app China Cabinet. Like my grandma would look at you like you're crazy. The China cabinet was off limits, like it was precious, everything in there was valuable and prized. You could see it because you're gonna walk past it every single day. It's in the living room right behind the table. You could marvel at it, maybe even just touch the doors. But using the China cabinet, accessing the china from the china cabinet, sitting at the table with the china from the china cabinet was only reserved for the adults or special guests. It had a top part with the glass, with all the whatnots and all the fancy dishes, and then there was a bottom part that had cabinet doors. But these cabinet doors weren't see-through, they were like made of wood. That's when my grandma hid all the good drinks, wink wink, and good stuff for all the guests. She hid all the things under there. She always kept a stash of like food and snacks and drinks and Pepsi. A real Pepsi, because she would not buy real Pepsi. She would buy the Wend Dixie check. So the check is what it was called. And it was called cola. It wasn't called Coke. She would buy that for the house, but she would keep the Pepsi underneath, you know, the China cabinet to reserve for the for the guests in case any of her family came or stopped by out the blue. But my grandma's China cabinet, like, this is how I kind of felt about God. Like I knew God was there. I knew he was accessible. I've seen him. Like you see the China with your eyes, you can see it. I've seen him move. I've seen how this I saw how the spirit moved in church. I saw how the spirit moved in my home. I saw how the spirit moved through my family. Like I knew God was there. I knew God was real. Just like that China in that China cabinet was real. But I felt like a relationship with him that it was only reserved for special moments or special people or adults. That it was only reserved for those who could handle him with care. And I felt like as a teen and as a kid that maybe that wasn't that way for me. I know I'm possibly not connecting to the dots like back to our original story and moving to Tulsa and things like that, but I promise it's the foundation and it's all gonna make sense eventually. Um, but I'm going through all of this because you want to know how I knew what to do or how I knew what God was saying or when to move. But it it really starts at the foundation of me first knowing that God not only loves me, but that he wanted a relationship with me. He didn't just want to be with my mom or my grandma or my dad or the people I saw in church. Like God wanted to be with me, like me, like Margaret. As a 17-year-old going off to college, God wanted to meet with me. He wanted to be with me. He didn't just love me because I was attached to my mom or my grandma or my dad. He loved me because I was me. And he wanted to be with me even when I didn't want to be with him. So this randomly makes me think of my husband. So my husband gets up every morning and he gets my daughter off to school. And in this season of my life, I don't wake up earlier if I don't have to. Uh, I'm in my slow morning season. I am not jumping out of bed for nobody. I'm not rushing on the ground. I'm not waking up in this hurry, in this frenzy. I really just lay in the bed and take my time until I absolutely have to get up. Like, I need to open my eyes slowly, turn on my worship music, write in my journal, and have some time with Jesus. I gotta get Jesus in my heart, in my mind, before everything else gets in my heart and my mind. So my husband is the one that usually is up before me. He he makes sure a high school daughter gets to school. And he usually comes in the room like close to eight o'clock because he has to get ready for work at that time. And so when he comes in the room, usually by that time I'm awake, and he comes on my side of the bed, and he usually says something like good morning or good morning, gorgeous, and then he usually wants to kiss me. Nah, not no full-on tongue mouth kiss early in the morning, like just a simple morning kiss. So when we first got married, even sometimes now I'll be like, nah, nah, nah, nah, bro. I ain't even brushing my teeth yet. I got no mouth wash, like that. It's nasty. Why do you want why do you want me to kiss you? That is so gross. And he just wanna be in my face. And I'd be like, nah, that's nasty. Give me a minute. But he'd shake his head, he would stand right there. He just wait. He'd be like, I don't care, Margaret. Or now he says, Margaret, like, I've been with you for almost 20 years. I don't even care about your stank breath, your eye boogers, bonnet half off. I don't even care. I just want to say good morning. I just want to be here with you in your space. And so now I oblige. I don't even ask no questions. I hold my lips tight so the morning breath doesn't ooze out and knock him over, and I just give my husband a kiss. But this reminds me of God. Like, God just wants to be with us. Like, he wants to have a relationship with us. And it's not exclusive to the people around us that have their own relationship. He wants to have his own individual relationship with us. So even when I don't want to be with God, he still wants to be with me. Even when you don't want to be with God, he still wants to be with you. Even when we don't have it all together, even when we are in the depth of sin, his love is continually calling our name. Like he wants to be with you. I don't know anybody else who wants to be with me at any given time all the day but him. I share that story to say that even with your saying breath, your bonnet wearing, sloppy decisions, past mistakes, frazzled, scared, lonely, grieving, anxious, depressed, and worried all over the place self, God wants to be with you, girl. He just wants to be with you. He wants you to know that he doesn't want to just be with your pastor, he doesn't just want to be with your friend who reads the Bible all the time. He don't even want to just be with your appearance, but he wants to be with you. And nothing can separate you from his love. Jeremiah 31, 3. I think this is like the English standard version, it says, I have loved you with an everlasting love. Therefore, I have continued my faithfulness to you. God's love is enduring. It lasts the test of time. It is never going to stop wanting to be with you. When your kids grow old, when your husband's not talking to you, after a divorce, after your husband has passed away, after your kids have moved out and started their own lives, and you're still trying to figure out where you fit in this love, or even if you're surrounded by so many people and you still don't know if you are loved, God loves you with an everlasting love. And his faithfulness will be continued towards you. His love is enduring. And so, in order for me to understand or even believe, or even to know what God is doing or what he wants to do in my life, I had to first know that he wants a relationship with me, and I had to first believe that he loves me. Secondly, not only did I have to learn that God loves me and he wants to be with me, I needed to know that God wants to have a relationship with me. So you might be saying, Well, Margaret, you just said that God wants to be with you. That's the same thing. No, I just want you to know there's a difference. I want to stress that there's a difference between being with someone and having a relationship with them. So, as in many marriages, my husband and I had a phase where we went through we were we were together, but not in a relationship. So, yes, what I mean is that we were married, but there was not a connection, like we were roommates, just kind of passing by, transactional conversations and actions. We were in the same space, but our hearts and our minds and our spirits were not connected. So we were with each other, but not in relationship with one another. Do you know that we can have like that same type of relationship with God? Like he can be physically in the room with us. We can be physically at church, his presence can be physically around us, and we can live a life with no relationship with him. We settle with him just being near instead of being with him, being connected in our hearts, being connected in our minds, and having our spirits connected with him. God just doesn't want to be near you. That's easy for him. Like God is omnipresent. He everywhere. He's here with me in Oklahoma and here with my friends in Florida. Like he's everywhere at the same time. Him being everywhere is not, that's him. That's easy. The Bible says that even if we lay our heads in hell, like he is there. So being somewhere with someone isn't enough. He's somewhere with everybody. God wants a relationship with you. One that goes beyond Sunday, beyond your parents' relationship with him. One goes one that goes beyond to just listening to a worship song and a prayer here and there. One that goes beyond to you running to him in disaster. He longs to be included in your day and in your thoughts and in your feelings. He not only wants to be involved in just some things, he wants to be in everything you got going on. So he don't want to be just like the China and my grandma's China cabinet that you pass by and take out on fancy occasions. Like he wants to have a relationship with you. He wants to be with you every day. So not my husband, not my mama, not my kids, my best friends. Nobody wants to be that involved in my life every single day. I'm I do the most. They don't want to be with me all the time. They get tired of me. They'll be like, Margaret, you just you had a 10, we need you at a three. Like, they they're human. They don't have that capacity to to handle me at all times. But not my God. Not your God. He never gets tired of us. In my mind, this is the picture that I have. Because sometimes I think it's important to envision God as not just this heavenly being that's so far away from you. Sometimes you gotta get a vision of him being so close. So in my mind, there is a um a desk and a chair in my room. And so in my mind, when I wake up, I envision the Lord just sitting in the chair, waiting for me to get up every morning. Just waiting for me, just sitting at my bed. At the bottom of my bed, waiting for me to get up every morning, just so that we could talk together and walk together. And he never gets tired of waiting for me to wake up. God never gets tired of you coming to him. He's not waiting for you to come to him so he can throw you away or bash you over your head with shame, guilt, and condemnation. He's always waiting for you with arms of love. He's always waiting for you to talk with him and include him and ask him to be a part and ask him to show you what to do and tell him about your good days and your bad days. He's always here waiting for you to pour out your heart. It's just that sometimes we don't pay attention and sometimes we don't think we're worthy of a relationship with him. Revelation 3 20 says, Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him and he will be with me. He didn't say I'll just come in and say hi. He didn't say I'll just come and pass by. He said I will come in to him and eat with him and he with me. God wants to sit down and eat with us. That means he wants to have intimate fellowship and intimate relationship with us. He wants to be a part of everything that you do. Lastly, so not only did I have to know that God loves me and that he wanted to be with me and that he wanted to have a relationship with me, I had to know that God speaks. I told you I grew up and my mom was always talking about God speaking and God speaking. And the first couple times that I heard her, I would be like, huh? But because it became such a radical and constant part of my life, I didn't know any other life after that. And I had to learn that God's voice was not just real to my mom, but that God's voice could be real to me. That his voice was real. Like it's not just real for Moses and the burning bush. It's not just real for Abraham and Noah and Esther and Paul and all these Bible stories that we read. It's not just real to the pastor that speaks on the Sunday, or the worship leader, or the person that prays in intercession, or people that you might know that talk about God speaking. But God's voice is real to you. His voice is real today, and he wants to speak to you. He is speaking to you. As a kid, I used to think, I think I said this a few minutes ago, but I used to think that my mama was crazy when she would say that the Lord told her to move and we need to do this, or when she would say that the Holy Spirit told her to visit someone, or when the Holy Spirit told her to wear a certain outfit for 30 days or take a Greyhound bus from Charlotte to Oklahoma because there was a woman that she needed to meet in one of the bus stations that needed to know that God loved her. I thought there was no way in the world that God would have you get on a bus for 75 hours. I'm exaggerating. Just to go way across the country, just to meet some random person to let them know that God's love was real and that he sent someone from way across the country just so that they can know that he hadn't forgot about them. I used to think she was crazy. But fast forward to 25 years later, that same God is speaking to me, telling me to pack up my family, move across the country, telling me to sew our savings, telling me to make an appointment to get my hair done at a salon, only to get out the chair looking like I'm in the 60s march on Washington, trying to get my civil rights with Dr. Martin Luther King off of God to have me meet a young lady in the same salon and pray for her and remind her that God is near while I'm walking out the salon looking like Shirley Chisholm, or God speaking to me to get on a plane and care and advocate for somebody who never advocated for me. This is the same God speaking to me today, who spoke to my mother and my uncle Stanley to drive me from Charlotte all the way to Oklahoma because I needed to just walk on the campus of Orra Roberts University so that I could feel his presence and know that was where I needed to be. This is the same God who speaks to me in the midnight hour, who places somebody on my heart for me to pray for. This is the same God who tells me to walk in a certain direction, to buy a certain car, to move to a certain house, to not go here, to not do this, to be still and to rest. The same God who is speaking to me today wants to speak to you today, wants to speak to you as well. The same God who told me the steps that I should take. And as it relates to my family and our transition to Oklahoma, the same God who leads me on what to do for my kids, the same God who tells me that I need to be nice or kinder to my husband, the same God who showers me with love or late in the midnight hour, the same God who speaks to me, wants to speak to you. He wants to speak to you. The same God wants to speak to you. He wants to give you direction on your life. He wants to show you where to go and what to do in the seasons that you're in. The same God wants to be a part of your life as well. Just as He's available to me, He's available to you. These are the fundamentals that led me where I am today. I don't know how we got here. I don't even know if any of this made sense. But it was the only way for me to explain how I got to the place where I knew God was speaking to me, and how I got to the place where I am able to be a catalyst for my family to be able to move in the direction that God has for them to be. I had to know that God loved me. I had to know that God wanted to be with me. I had to know that God wanted a relationship with me, not just to be close, but he wanted an intimate relationship with me. I had to know that God wants to speak to me. So I want to pray for you. I want to pray for you if you fall in any of these categories, if you are unsure of God's love, if you are unsure if God wants to be with you, if you are okay with God being near and not knowing that he needs a relationship with you, or if you just want God to speak louder to you because you want his voice to be clear. I want to pray with you today. Father, I thank you. I thank you that you're such a good God, that you're so kind, that you're so loving, that you're so personal. I thank you, God, that you're not just this majestic God who sits on the throne. I think they say that you sit high and you look low, that you're not just that God, but that you're a God that is so near. I think it talks about in the Bible that you're near like to our closest breath. That's how near you are. And not only are you this big and majestic, but yet so close and personal, God, but you are a God who loves us with an everlasting love. I thank you that nothing compares to your love. That nothing that our parents do, nothing that the men in our lives do, not that our kids give, nothing that our friends give compares to your love. Your love that is consistent, your love that keeps showing up day after day after day, minute after minute, hour after hour. Your love that keeps showing up when we make mistakes, when we are disappointments to others, your love that keeps calling our name when we want to run in the other direction. God, I thank you for your love. I thank you for your love that just not just wants to look at us and to see us close, but I thank you that your love that wants to be with us, that you want to have a relationship with us. I pray for someone that's on this line that's listening to this, that your love will become real to them. That your love will become as real as their hands that they can see, God, that your love would become real and that your desire to have a relationship and closeness to them will become real to them. I thank you, Father God, that they would know that you're just not this figure of imagination. You're just not something that they experience on a Sunday at church, but that you're a God that they can experience every day, that you're a God who wants to be involved in every single aspect of their life, that they don't have to hide anything from you, that they can speak to you from the depths of their hearts, that they can talk about the good things, the bad things, that they can ask you to be included in the small things, in the in the things that they feel are overwhelming, they can ask you to help them be a mom, a wife, a friend, a daughter. They can ask you to be a part of their career and their choices, God, that they can ask you to be close, that they can ask you to be closer than close, God. I thank you, Father God, that they that you meet them this week, that the God of closeness, the God that longs to be near, meet them this week, God, as they're driving in their cars, as they're going to work, as they are dropping off their kids to school. God, meet them, meet them and be close to them. Father, I ask that you not only meet them and that you're close to them, God, I pray that you would speak to them. God, your voice says your sheep note your voice and the voice of a stranger they will not follow. So I thank you, Holy Spirit, that your voice would be loud. Whether it comes through people that they're close to, whether it comes through some random billboard, whether it comes through when they open the Word of God, they get a revelation of who you are. Speak to their hearts, Holy Spirit. Speak to their hearts, Holy Spirit. Give them direction, God. Give them courage. Convict their hearts if they're not moving in the right direction, God. Redirect them, realign them. Speak, God. Let them know that you are real, that you're not just a figment of their imagination, that you're not just these blank words that we read in the Bible, God, but that you are real and that you speak and that you long to talk to your children. You long to be with your daughters. Father, as I pray that over the years, if you have stuck beside me and guided me and led me into some of the craziest places, God, I pray that you would stick beside your daughters, that you would lead them and that you would guide them and you would take them to places and show them things that only you can. This week, I thank you that your voice is louder than all the voices around them. I thank you that your heart is louder than the hearts of those around them. I thank you that your presence is closer than the physical presence of those around them. Help them know that you are near God. In Jesus' name I pray. Amen. Amen. Thank you for tuning into this episode of Girl Live Love Be. I hope it made sense. I don't know, but I hope you got what I was saying. Until next time. Oh, wait, wait, wait. Y'all gotta like and share and subscribe and do all the things. Yes, please do that. If you want to reach out, you can feel free to email me at girllivelovbee at gmail.com. Until next time, I pray that you would live right, love right, and that you'll be right.