#EvolutionofaHolyBadAss
Until recently, I would get upset with people for not appreciating the knots I insisted on tying myself into on their behalf. Ma'am, Who Asked You To? I was socialized to self-sacrifice. I would give, expecting balance. Not quid pro quo, but certainly not what I got. What I received in response was entitlement. Additionally, …
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Four days to watch a miracle unfold. It is not my story to tell, but it is my praise to offer. None but God could've moved these mountains. I look now and say "what mountains?" There Were Never Any There.
A friend and I talk to and pray for one regularly. We were both surprised to realize that during this month when so many of us write for 31 days, today's messages were the same. Part of What Joins Us is that We See Each Other We are different. We represent the others. We talked …
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I am grateful for my daily practice. Upon rising, I turn off my alarm, reaching for my phone to make my morning devotion and prayers.
I am grateful for my restful state. Because I am yielded, I have experienced that peace passing all understanding. Even when things should be on fire, I am calm.
What if we trusted God first? What if it was us with God rather than faith as a back up strategy?
"If God be our God, He will give us peace in trouble." That peace is Sabbath.
Requiem; Here and Gone I've said often, my grandmother lives in me. In many ways, I am more like my mother than my Granny, but Lucille lives in me. I Love Fiercely It was always clear to us that we were sheltered. We were bathed in the glow of her pride, the warmth of her …
Instead of imagining all that could go wrong, let's celebrate all that is already good.
Chelle A Wilson 
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