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.
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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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31 Days of Liminality
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 …
31 Days of Liminality
Instead of imagining all that could go wrong, let's celebrate all that is already good.
31 Days of Liminality
I don't trust your drive-by prayers
31 Days of Liminality
I don't care about your tears. I've been suffering in silence for so long that I've forgotten how to complain.
31 Days of Liminality
I grew increasingly uncomfortable, feeling the weight of impending doom. The experience started out so well. A Passover with friends, and then,
Thursday Confessional
It's a new season...
Thursday Confessional
Not Perfect, but Oh So Good Edition. I have entered a new season. I do not know all I will encounter here, but I do well know the me walking into it, boldly. Hella faithful, hella Black. I am an inherited pearls-wearing, locs-tossing, liberation-theology professing, African Queen. Mama & Daddy said so. I am beloved …
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.
Chelle A Wilson 
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