Day 4 of __________________

This morning started off CRAZY!!!!! I had the WORST but semi peaceful dream ever. I saw myself putting Quincy, fully clothed, into a Body Bag in the floor at Veltre Circle. I saw the Ivory Carpet and the Hardwood Floor Foyer. The Body Bag was black and he was wearing Black Riding Boots over his jeans....wierd. Then I walked into the kitchen and talked to Anika about his wallet and we had to get his wallet so nobody would steal his identity and she just said that we would let Carl Williams get it out. Then I started driving down Avon St. and saw the Tyler Perry White house and at the traffic light I tried to call Kesia and tell her and she said no he's just sleeping. I tried to call his parents and the phone went straight to voicemail. As I was going, I parked at the tennis center and saw my mom and Mr. Young and I told her that today was not going to be a good day and if she was nit picky I would complete shut down. THen I saw Quincy to the right at the bottom of the cement stairs at the tennis center with a jean jacket on, fresh haircut, and he turned and smiled while going into my bookbag from college (Timberland bookbag Blue / Gold). [I don't know if that is showing me him at one of Preston's tennis matches but it could be] Then I saw us going to the funeral leaving from my mom's at the cottages and Trey Clegg was at the house along with Carl Williams, Claire Lynn, and some other people. Needless to say this was a crazy dream!

Day 3 of _______________

It's FRIDAY!!!!!! You would think that I am so excited, which I am, but there is some place between the process and the promise that I still dont quite understand. Not questioning God, but wanting to know why to THIS magnitude.

Day 2 of _____________

Today was a pretty awesome day! I must say that God is doing some amazing things. I engaged in TEAM BIBLE STUDY with Ash Elise around 11pm tonight and she was so transparent. I've had my times where I am ready to be released, but am not sure about the timing of release JUST YET. I know this story and the strength behind it will help others, but I'm hesitant about what exactly it is that God wants me to share at this moment. Quincy didn't call today or send an email, which is unlike him, but I know that GOD covers all and no weapon formed against Him will ever prosper.

Day 1 of _____

Today is June 1, 2016. Today, I am Morgan Scott Smith, the wife of Quincy Smith, Georgia Department of Corrections Inmate #1001771095. Just 2 months ago, I was at home with my husband while we were anticipating this nightmare to be over. However, God has another plan. This chronology of stories will be my daily recount of what is going on with Quincy's case from the emotional, physical, and spiritual standpoint. What we have experienced as a couple, what I have experienced as his wife in supporting him, documentation of dreams, and what I am standing to believe God for in this season. God is so merciful! Last night, I had a dream that I was 29 BV short in promoting to Emerald in It Works! Well, in my natural life, I knew this was not true, yet I woke up ready to explore what the 29 meant. As always, I research the spiritual connection in numbers and low and behold the number 29 means that you are going through a spiritual rejuvenation to make you into a Holy Nation. HOLY COW!!!! That's what all this is about? Not about anything else, but solely about the growth that is taking place. OK, I can take that. The 2nd dream that I had (or recalled) was I was standing in like a foyer, it reminded me of the edge of the Foyer and Dining Room in our Douglasville home and saw Bishop Murphy and one of the other ministers (the guy that's over Rock Nation) crouched down at the edge of the carpet. I approached and asked what was the protocol for counseling or meetings with Bishop. He stopped me and said "What do you need?" as if to say you're here, just tell me now. I proceeded to discuss what was going on with Quincy and he admonished me to meet him in his office to discuss further. This opportunity that we have been faced with has done a lot of soul searching for myself and gotten me back to the place of journaling and writing that I had abandoned. I am looking forward to the growth that will take place, the roots that will grow, and the blooms that are going to erupt as a result of following HIM!

Prayer Does Work!

A day after my 30th birthday, the year 2014 has had rocky days and good days but I believe that the prayers that I have petitioned to the Lord WILL have to prevail.  He has always said that He will have to destroy himself if He doesn't make good on His promises.

I have had many many dreams lately, and I believe that my Boaz is going to show up and show out in 2014. Not many days from now, my Priest, Provider, and Protector will be whole in 2952.....

New Year's Eve...... Time for Change

This week has been quite rough when it comes to Quincy and I.  From the verbal and physical a use to the distance and both of us wanting to quit....something has to give either where we can communicate or someone finally caves.  At church, we are reading the book How To Talk so your Husband will listen and how to listen so your husband will talk. Every Monday, we have a book club meeting and Pastor Tracy really blesses us with her wisdom. Yesterday, i did not want to go but I a glad I did. I received words from Sis Moore, Ms. Micki, and my spiritual mom. The don't give up message and continue to pray though because if The devil is punching hard now, it's because he sees a threat.

Tonight I had planned on worshipping with my BFF mindy for NYE at her church Oasis. Well I was tired and I heard Quincy speak in concern (or so I thought) for me to come home.  I called Pastor Tracy and asked what I should do and she said I needed to slow down and just go home and spend time with him. So I obliged. Right now, I am so irritated that I did not go with my original plan.

I'm sitting on the sofa and I feel so unappreciated. Changed my plans to be here with him and he is like I told you before u came home that I didn't care if u were here or not.

This is so over. I thought changing my thought process was going to make a difference but I guess not.

I am on the way to spend New Years Eve solo dolo.