#EvolutionofaHolyBadAss
My BBFFF heard it in my voice; this morning finds me weary. I'm feeling heavy. Today, lyrics from two of my favorites from Yolanda Adams soothe my soul and tell my story. "The fact that you would show somebody so broke down so much mercy ..." I'm Gonna Be Ready I say a prayer every …
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Now I understand that God just wanted me to notice. Okay, God, You have my attention.
He shepherded me out of a broken career and into the light of the writing-life I was born to live, so of course, many of my best stories were about him.
We Are the New Creation. It's Time We Started Acting Like It. This year, I shed false humility. This year, I release the shackles of Imposter Syndrome. If Mary could proclaim the greatness of our God and the favor with which God gazes upon us, then so shall I.
My Dog is So Awesome I Wrote a Book About Him It started out as a dare, but I took it. Since 2014 when I finally published the book, I've continued to appreciate that God sent you into our lives, furry little angel. In loving you, I am reminded of God's Grace. Every interaction is motivated by a deep and abiding love.
I never stop when I should. I have never believed that the rules of self and soul care applied to me, even as I excoriate those I loved, "Do Better." I steadfastly refuse to take my own advice.
A repost from a while ago. Often, it's experiencing your own words through someone else's lens that makes them fresh again.
The key to this game of life is loving all of yourself, even as you continually evolve. Yeah, not only am I a grown woman, I am a grown-ass African-descended Queen, beloved of an Omnipotent God.
Chelle A Wilson 
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