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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Thursday Confessional
My ancestors, my loves, and my prayers are gathered safely behind a sturdy wooden door. This place is my soul's center.
Thursday Confessional
More and More Gratitude Edition 1. Mama will soon have all her checks in the nest, briefly. 2. They bring tales of their travels, their experiences, their getting on, without us. 3. I do not want them back; but I appreciate having them around. They are no longer babies. 4. They taught me as much …
Thursday Confessional
Full on Gratitude Edition Today is the one year anniversary of my employment with HB, except I don't work for them anymore; we were acquired.For the first time in my professional career, this acquisition represents an exciting opportunity for me. I'm thrilled.My BFF rolls in tonight to celebrate her birthday and my taking a big, …
Thursday Confessional
Answering Our Forgotten Prayers 1. When my career was in free fall, I started writing to have something to do. 2. More than merely cathartic, it became my operating system for processing my world. 3. I love writing. 4. I rarely go a day without writing, or ideating about it. 5. When it came time …
Once Again I am Breathing through Hot Water
Don’t tell me not to be angry. I’m not accusing anyone of anything, so don’t, as my mama says, “get your butt up on your shoulders.” If it’s not your shame, don’t take it on.
Thursday Confessional — the Peace Edition
Thursday Confessional -- the Peace Edition
Tuesday’s Wisdom
Yesterday on Facebook, I drew my line in the sand. It was a long time coming, and I'm not sorry. Taps the mic, "is this thing on?" PSA: I am a grown woman of African descent, born and raised in America. As a direct result of our current national leadership, and the freedom it grants …
Monday Musings
Joy is a shield. Praise is a weapon.
Thursday Confessional–Lamentations
Every morning, without fail, I rise, grab my phone, and read from the Bible. Photo by Mateus Souza on Pexels.com Why? In acknowledging my tech and social media addictions, ( I'm being honest, how about you?) I seek God before shenanigans; I have all day for those. Having endured many seasons of storm and want, …
Monday Musings…how we start the week
You have everything you need within you to change the world.
