May the child rest in peace…
This will probably be one of my most unpopular posts, but I’m going to move forward anyway because I, like everyone else, have a right to my opinion.
I will preface this by saying, Bobbi Kristina’s passing is a terrible tragedy and I pray she rests in peace–that she finds peace–that peace is what she needed and peace will be her reward.
We will never know what truly happened on January 31, 2015, but one thing is for sure–it was a culmination of the life she witnessed–of the life that was modeled for her by the two people who had the most influence on her and that is her mother and her father.
It’s crazy (in an ironic way) how much Whitney Houston wanted a baby, how much she loved her Bobbi Kristina and how devoted she seemed to be to her. What’s also crazy is the way she showed her love. Maybe that’s the craziest thing of all.
As I contemplate the circumstances of Bobbi Kristina’s death–as reported through the tabloids and other media–I thought of something profound that was clarified by Bishop T.D. Jakes. It was essentially, another way to think of the phrase, “When you know better, you do better.” Jakes said it even better, when, in a counseling session with someone, he stated, and I am paraphrasing, but this is the general gist. His meaning reflected, “You can’t see how this would look because the behavior has not been modeled for you. When behavior, lifestyle, possibilities, whatever you seek is modeled for you, then it becomes a real possibility because you’ve seen it, so you now know it is possible.”
It’s unfortunate that the only behavior Bobbi Kristina saw modeled for her by those with the most influence on her, namely her mom and dad, was destructive behavior that was guaranteed to bring an untimely end to her life. And while I will never know all of the details that led up to her being found face down in a bathtub, the exact same way as her mom, the sad irony is not lost on anyone.
I’m not bashing anyone as I’m far from perfect, I’m just sharing the thoughts that have arisen in my spirit as a result of the announcement of Bobbi Kristina’s passing. Thoughts, such as why wasn’t Whitney Houston able to model better behavior for the daughter she wanted so badly and loved so much? I don’t know if Houston ever committed herself to recovery, because she appeared to have a hard time coming to grips with the fact that she had an addiction, which undoubtedly made true recovery nigh to impossible. If you don’t realize or accept you have a problem, how can you recover from it?
Other contemplations, such as how all the money in the world can’t help you if you don’t want to be helped. And other thoughts surrounding money, such as my conflict with the idea that money is the root of all evil. This is one I heartily disagree with because it isn’t money that makes the wrong decision, it’s the person who makes the wrong decision. Money gives you more choices, but it doesn’t change who you are intrinsically. Sadly, the worst culprit of them all is the mindset. If the mindset isn’t in alignment with making smart choices and making sacrifices to get to the next level where you want to be, all the support in the world and all the riches in the world will never be enough to compensate for a poor mindset. That goes for ridding oneself of addictions of any kind.
And on that note, I bid you adieu because I think I just had a personal breakthrough!
Yours in health, wealth and the written word~Rhonda