Spend time in a crucible; it'll get your life right. Storms are not punishments, see them as the Refiner's Fire. Or not. Who taught you that God was hateful?
A personal testimony; apply it as you will…
A caregiver’s prayer
I have been struggling. It's not new, certainly not unique, and I will find myself here again. Caregiving is the way we love those we love. We give because we can. We give because we must. We give because the health and welfare of those we love is as important as our own. It is …
Hurry Up, Jesus!
Hurry Up, Jesus! This may be my most enduring prayer. It is also my least successful. That does not stop me from praying it, all the time.
I don’t want to be holy.
I am a mess, and I will be a mess. And yet, He loves me, deeply. Fully, with clear eyes and total commitment.
How to survive anything, and I mean anything.
I am comfortable with Maya Angelou’s characterization Father/Mother/God for several reasons, not the least of which is that some days I need a Father Figure, others the Compassion of a fierce and Omnipotent Mother, and other days when it does not matter. God is so much bigger than any box we could conceive.
Dislike confusion. A God Thing.
I believe in free will, knowing that the Perfect Will of God leads us to and through things in order to bring us to the places we need to be.
I am not exceptional…
"The way you articulate your position...., you know, you're so articulate for a...." [expletive deleted] I speak like the people I know. Those I spend time with, those whom I love. Those who raised me, those who raised them, etcetera. English, well-spoken and well writ, is our first language. We go to college (we graduate). We're normal.
#CrankyChristian
This is about to be a series. I have a number of things to be pissed-off about where the Community of Faith is concerned, but I'll start here.
Join me at The Mudroom
Today, I'm talking Race, Culture, Identity, and Faith over at my new home. I'm joined by brilliant women who make me want to dig deeper and reach further, and I thank God for the opportunity.
Mostly Peaceful Warrior #GentlyAngry
I am growing, but like my beloved Granny, I was not on the Peacemaker line for long as they handed out spiritual gifts. I got impatient and left. A sistah had a lot to do.
Chelle A Wilson 
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