Sunday is the Christian Superbowl. It's almost time for Alleluia, TGBTG.
Thursday Confessional
Thursday Confessional
Thursday Confessional-1st Commandment Edition: Let Go or Be Dragged
Thursday Confessional: I Can be a Curmudgeon
Prayer, pre-dawn workouts, and sunrise-chasing walks with your dog are prescriptions for joy. When life eFs up your plans, yell "Plot Twist" and keep it moving.
Thursday Confessional
Random thoughts... 1. I had lunch with a colleague and new mentee yesterday. She works out 5 days a week. Convicted, I'm writing this from the treadmill. 2. Was talking about overdoing. Remembered this wisdom, Let go or be dragged. You're welcome. 3. I love the people our children have become. Good job, God. 4. …
Redefining Who I Am
Black like the night, deep like the seas, perfectly made, Imago Dei. This is who I am. Get used to it.
Thursday Confessional
I am inspired by my friend Carrie Kuba to take a public, weekly look at myself. This has not been a great week. 1. I'm not feeling 100%. Fighting to keep pace this week instead of respecting the clear message my soul was sending devolved into malaise and pettiness. It was not a good look. …
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.
You Weren’t Born This Way
Even in my evolving, liminal state, I do best to keep my mind and eyes open, and my mouth shut. That is one of Cara Meredith's lessons, far more gently put. Bridge building is an act of redemption, and I learned from her as I read.
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?
African, Educated, and Petty AF
If you're wondering about my current personal mantra, it's this, "I am my ancestor's WILDEST DREAMS."
