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
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.
Thursday Confessional — the Peace Edition
Thursday Confessional -- the Peace Edition
Monday Musings
Joy is a shield. Praise is a weapon.
Thursday Confessional–Lamentations
Every morning, without fail, I rise, grab my phone, and read from the Bible. Photo by Mateus Souza on Pexels.com Why? In acknowledging my tech and social media addictions, ( I'm being honest, how about you?) I seek God before shenanigans; I have all day for those. Having endured many seasons of storm and want, …
Chelle A Wilson 
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