Black like the night, deep like the seas, perfectly made, Imago Dei. This is who I am. Get used to it.
Redefining Who I Am
My Roses Come with Thorns
On the day I write this, I mark 21 years since my father’s sudden, fatal heart attack. You’d think I’d be over it; I’m not. On this day, I had yet another reminder...my roses always come with thorns.
God. She’s Black. I Have Receipts.
I met God. She's Black. I have holy receipts. Lord, reveal in me that which is being unleashed? What door, hidden in the grass like this key waiting to be found, are You calling me to walk through?
2019-My One Word is…
2019 is the year of my restoration to intended use as Designed by my Creator. Aligned with my gifts, attuned to hear and be led. My One Word is...
#GentlyAngry-A Manifesto inspired by Romans 12:9-21
I believe in an Omnipotent, Omniscient, Omnipresent God, although the Perfect, Precise image of Him I envision may not be yours. Nonetheless, my faith is Unceasing. Continual. Powerful. Undeniable. Even as I question it. I am grateful to have arrived at myself. I believe in love, and that it is a verb. I declare that …
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Monday Musings…
We worry too much. We worry about affording that which we desire, rather than considering whether the things we desire are good for us. We worry about having time to fit it all in, rather than thoughtfully considering what is really important, ruthlessly editing those things that are not. We worry about impressing people with …
Thursday Confessional
When... ...the pain of staying where you are is worse than moving to someplace new, temporally, literally, spiritually......you can feel hear the committee that meets in your head gathering for a meeting AND you no longer care......you can be frustrated in the moment and choose to actively let that frustration go......you actively choose joy, even …
Thursday Confessional
Joy. 1. I am reading Lamentations to better understand it. 2. My gratitude study is over. My pursuit is not. 3. This week I learned that confrontation can be a bridge. The damage we do ourselves is worse than trusting the process. This lesson I will remember. 4. I am learning personal restorative justice. 5. …
Thursday Confessional
1. My father liked his coffee the same color as my mom. Wow. 2. Sometimes getting away from it all is difficult. That doesn't mean it's not necessary. Pencil yourself in. 3. There is always time to pause. 4. Wise warriors prepare for battle. We stay ready. 5. I had to grow up to appreciate …
Thursday Confessional-Victories are Never Small
I have been engaged in a daily gratitude practice. Each day, I write 3 things that have brought me joy. It changes your perspective. I cannot recommend it enough.
Thursday Confessional-Exhale
I've undertaken a daily gratitude practice, stopping to write 3 things for which I am grateful. A friend. She called it wholly transformative. She's right. Exhale all that weighs you down, and give thanks.
Thursday Confessional-Praise Will Confuse the Enemy
Please -- love on, be present with, and pray for each other mightily. Say and do the things. We waste so much time not saying that we care, that we are afraid, that we need help.
I Do Church Differently Than My Ancestors Did
I don’t proselytize, I do not boldly declare, I just am. I live a life, wide open, fully committed to the Gospel as I understand it. It is natural. I am filled with a holy boldness, and a little bit dangerous, but only in the most beautiful and sacred way.
Thursday Confessional
Gratitude Edition This time, I refused to respond to the triggers that usually set me off. I've done too much lamenting in this space. In this moment, Lord, I just want to thank You. My little girls are not little anymore. They are about to fully embrace life. We're seeing Ailey, the three of us, …
Thursday Confessional
Transformation is not easy, but it is beautiful.
