Posts by Lady Kavan

On my dresser sits a ceramic green and brown breadfruit. For my non- Jamaican readers, a breadfruit is a round green fruit larger than grapefruit but not quite the size of a whole pineapple. It has a bread like texture that can be roasted, baked, boiled, fried, or dried and ground into flour. This piece of art prominently placed on my dresser was given to me by a person I did not know deeply but whose kindness managed to light up my heart in a very dark time. She was an encourager who gave herself fully to whatever she committed herself to. I could tell as we danced and travelled together, that her passion was for helping others. She passed yesterday, but, I have no doubts about where her soul is resting and how pleased God must be to welcome her home. Holly-Rose’s life was well lived, and I didn’t need proximity to know that. She shone brightly. 

So, with everything that strikes my heart deeply I ask the Lord what lesson I should learn from this experience.  I can think of a few things. First, be a giver, not for your own glory but out of gratitude for God’s many gifts to you. You never know how deep an impact, even something small, given at a Kairos – divine /just the right – moment sends ripples through eternity. I remember how Holly contributed to purchasing school supplies for my sons shortly after Christopher died. It was one of the ways God showed me He hadn’t forgotten me and that He still going to provide. To this day when I struggle with “what if”, that testimony is among the ones I use to encourage my soul to believe God will handle it. You know what the best part was? She never bragged about it. Her generosity was known by those who experienced it. FULL STOP. 

Second Lesson: people don’t need to be up close and personal for you to have impact. A light shone brightly illuminates any room. People will see your good works and glorify God. As I said Holly and I ministered together, travelled together but we were never close enough for me to know her personal life intimately. Yet I remember her generosity, I observed her faithfulness and I sensed genuine joy from her when we interacted. I was challenged by it, and I grew from it. You don’t need a platform with a large audience to have eternal significance. 

Lesson three is more of a reminder. I believe I wrote this quote on my WhatsApp status circa 2016 and I never changed it: “If you only had today, what would you do with it?” I wrote that as I pondered the brevity of the breath we take for granted. Absolutely no one knows for sure the date they transition to the other side of eternity. We are not guaranteed another moment, so we remain grateful for each one. This year, within my small sphere I’ve heard of the passing of the old, the young, the sick and the seemingly healthy. In none of the cases was it expected. We are transient passengers on life’s flight. We don’t know when it is our turn to disembark. So as the cliché goes make the most of today because tomorrow is not promised. 

I leave this bit of scripture with you. Read it slowly and meditate on it: Now, because of your obedience to the truth, you have purified your very souls, and this empowers you to be full of love for your fellow believers. So, express this sincere love toward one another passionately and with a pure heart.  For through the eternal and living Word of God you have been born again. And this “seed” that he planted within you can never be destroyed but will live and grow inside of you forever. For:  Human beings are frail and temporary, like grass, and the glory of man fleeting like blossoms of the field. The grass dries and withers and the flowers fall off, but the Word of the Lord endures forever!  And this is the Word that was announced to you!  1 Peter 1: 22 – 25

Write Fully Yours, 

Lady Kavan 

Last week, my passion for poetry awoke, almost unexpectedly. I had parked poetry writing because I thought I lost a collection of them I had stored away. The truth is any piece of work that flows from your soul remains with you in a sense.I was grieving them. I resigned myself to simply starting over when I heard an internal whisper. “Check your old hard drive again.” I had searched before and came up empty. In obedience, I searched again and as you can predict where this was going I found a folder labelled “poetry” buried 4 levels down in the archive. As I re read the pieces with gratitude I was amazed at how concerned God is with the little things. I remain in awe of how he lovingly restores what was lost. I rejoiced. I cried. I made another copy of the folder and put it within reach. 

There was one piece that stood out as shareable for this season. It is a poem I wrote in 2005; 15 years and a whole lot of life experience ago.

TEARS

Tears streaming down my face

as volcanic emotions rupture the seams of this frail earthen vessel

and as molten fears roll down hardened cheeks

they remind me of broken cisterns

trying to carry the burden of 

precious water to thirsty souls

Tears streaming down my face

flow from a place dark and cold 

beyond the surface smiles 

and feminine guiles

lay a pain waiting to explode

it’s been brewing for years

and the threads of this patched soul

can’t conceal these putrefying sores anymore

And so they flow with the passion

of rivers on a quest to find the shore

seeking answers mystic as ancient folklores

corroding tightly concealed dungeon doors

waking painful dreams untold

Yes these tears stream down my face

and this time I’ll let them go

let them flow upon diseased waters 

bringing purity and wholeness 

like HIS Blood that has saturated dirty sheets

I’ll let them caress this pain

rain washing this soul clean

I’ll let them remind me of where I’ve been

my tendency to sin

the hope I can only have in HIM

I’ll lay myself upon HIS brazen altar 

pour these tears upon HIS throne

Allow this cistern to be remade whole

sweeping away the dust and the cold 

I’ll come home

to that place of rest in YOU

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 My friends, take it from someone who has lost much; God can and will restore what you’ve lost and often I’m more magnificent ways than you can imagine. I leave this encouragement from scripture with you:

“Are you weary, carrying a heavy burden? Then come to me. I will refresh your life, for I am your oasis.  Simply join your life with mine. Learn my ways and you’ll discover that I’m gentle, humble, easy to please. You will find refreshment and rest in me.  For all that I require of you will be pleasant and easy to bear.” Matthew 11:28‭-‬30 TPT

Write Fully Yours,

Lady Kavan

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