Sundays With Rae

a blog for women by a woman who is trying to get her life together while still loving Jesus

Halfway There

Believe it or not, we’re almost halfway through 2020. With everything going on, it certainly feels like we’ve been in 2020 longer than six months. Never in a million years could I have imagined that we would be where we are when I wrote down my goals for 2020. From pandemic to protests, these past six months have not been for the faint of heart. But even with so much going on, you are here! You are alive and breathing, and that’s worth celebrating.

At the beginning of every year, a lot of people set goals for the year. Some call them new year’s resolutions, some call them a vision board, some call it a plan, and for some it’s just some stuff they want to get done. Whether it’s lose weight, write more, read your bible, go to church, go to therapy, start your business, eat better, draw more, get a new job, meditate, save more, whatever it is, I’m encouraging you to revisit it. You may have had more time or less time these past three months to accomplish your goals, just know there is still time. We have no idea what tomorrow holds but choose to do something towards your goals today.

One of my goals for this year was to read ten books. I certainly have had more time to get this done but I realized today it’s been a month or so since I finished my last book and I still have six more books to go. So I’m going to choose a book today and continue pursuing that goal. It’s that simple. Just because you’re not where you thought you would be this time of year, doesn’t mean you can’t get there. I know you paid for that gym membership and the gyms closed; start walking around your neighborhood or find some workouts on Youtube that you can do at home. I know you started saving money, then you got let go; even if it’s two dollars from that unemployment check, save that. I know you were set to launch that business and now everything is at a standstill; keep networking and promoting yourself.

When I played basketball, during halftime if my team was down, my coach would always say, “we have another whole half to go. We can do this.” You have another whole half to go. You can do this. We’re only halfway there.

Philippians 1:6 Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ


June 2020

There’s A Fire

There was a picture of a building on fire in Minneapolis and however you may feel about it, I found some solace in knowing my rage could be photographed. Captured beautifully for all to see. Flames pointed towards heaven, hoping God would notice. There are no mirrors here, just smoke. And where there is smoke, there is fire. I’m on fire and the world has ran out of water, leaving me to burn with this rage.

You can’t scroll through your various social media accounts without seeing black lives matter hashtags or watch the news without hearing about protests. If your friendship network is somewhat similar to mine, you are consumed by all things related to black lives. Some of you have signed petitions, donated to different organizations, marched down city streets, shared relevant information, written letters, and had honest conversations with people who don’t look like you. And some of you are like me, no matter what you do, it just doesn’t seem like enough. Racism is sewn into the fabric of our society with a thread so fine, many will lead you to believe it’s not there. No matter how much of it we expose, there are still miles and miles left intact.

I heard someone ask their friend if they were going to protest. It was a fair question given the climate of our country but as I reflect back, I have to ask myself, “what year are we in?” I’ve been watching the series “A Different World,” and it amazes me that a show written over thirty years ago is still very relevant. We’re fighting the same fight and this week it felt like a losing battle for me. Not because I don’t think change can and will come, but I don’t know how to be a part of that change in a meaningful way. At least, that’s what I told myself but I realize that’s not true.

My dad’s family is from Mississippi and it’s not uncommon for someone to start a fire. Whether they’re burning trash, starting the grill, or keeping warm, one of my uncles or cousins always finds a way to contain the fire. With access to so much information, we can feel like everyone is doing more than we are or doing it better than we are. We think we don’t care enough because we’re not doing what they’re doing, like everyone has a fire going but us or the fire we do have going is far from contained. That’s simply not true. Do what you can where you are, however that may look. Not everyone is going to protest and not everyone is going to donate and not everyone is going to take the time to educate others, just do your part. No one gets to decide what your part is but you. Keep fighting the good fight knowing that a well contained fire will accomplish its goal.

Galatians 6:9 And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.

Staff photo by Mark Vancleave of the StarTribune (May 2020)

Summer Break 2018!

Summer is here! Well at least for me it is. Although I’ll be teaching summer school, I plan to:

Fill my home with the fragrances of the million and one candles I have in my closet

Start jogging (well, we’ll see how the Lord leads me on that lol)

Plan my classroom theme for next year

Go to Texas for the first time

Write more

Read books

Go to festivals

Fall asleep on the couch

Turn off my phone

Intentionally set aside time to pray

To my fellow teachers who are also on break, invite me to brunch! To those teachers still awaiting their time, continue to fight the good fight. To the parents, I’ll keep you in my prayers. To the children, bring your parents as much joy as you brought me (said with a hint of sarcasm).  To those of you who do not have a summer break, sucks to be you.


Me and the homies excited about summer! (May 2018)

The Missing M&M’s

It’s my last class of the day, I’m only an hour away from freedom. My coworker brought me two bags of peanut M&M’s (my favorite), and not just any bag, the share size. It would have been wise to put them away but my mind didn’t tell me that, so on my desk they remained. Class begins and on this particular day, along with my students, I also had a few visiting students sit in on my lesson. Class ended, I returned everyone back to their respective classrooms and headed back to my class.

Upon my return, I notice a bag of the M&M’s is missing. Hmmm, what happened to my other M&M’s? I text my coworker, thinking maybe she took them which would not have been a big deal (we’re always sharing and whatnot). She didn’t respond to my text right away and I didn’t think too much more about it. When she came back to the class we share, she laughed at the idea of taking my candy and all of a sudden, it hit me. One of the visiting children had stolen my M&M’s! By this time school has ended, the buses have left, most of the car riders are gone and so were my M&M’s. Granted, they were free and I had another pack, that wasn’t the point. My beloved second pack of M&M’s had vanished, never to be seen again.

And to add insult to injury, I not only wrongly accused my coworker, I also accused the wrong child (I apologized after I learned the truth, but I was right about it being a visiting student). Let this be a lesson to you: don’t leave your good candy out especially if you have visitors coming.

Gone but never forgotten (actually this was the other bag lol)

Fun Friday: Medicine is Private

Becky: (talking loudly out of the blue) My medicine makes me hungry!

Me: What medicine? I know you didn’t take any today.

Becky: You’re not suppose to say that out loud! That’s private.

Me: (confused) What’s private?

Becky: Me being on medicine.

Me: (still confused) But you’re the one who started the conversation…

Becky: (with a straight face) No I didn’t.