An Open Letter to A Sister in Christ:

I'll admit the image of you bothered me. Being around you always placed me on edge. It made me uncomfortable and uneasy within myself. I prayed about it. I know division is not of God and so for months I tried to figure out why. Why is it that I felt this aversion to you? You've …

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In Due Season….

For the last few months I have been battling a lot of frustration. In fact, had it not been for the Grace of God I might not have had the strength to stay the course. I even considered deleting this blog :-(. But God in his goodness, revealed these words to me and since then …

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Who Do You Say You Are?

"They" said I was never the "pretty girl". Cute maybe. Beautiful not so much. I got my fair share of compliments on my big bright eyes, crooked smile and my thick thighs. And my voluptuousness definitely got me some attention, maybe not the right attention but attention, nonetheless. They said I was never the pretty …

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A Letter To My 7 year old Black Son and Every Black Son in America – Your Life Matters

My beloved son: You are so smart, inquisitive and brave and now in your world of superheroes and wrestling action figures you are the master – you are in charge and you wield all the power. My heart breaks at the thought of you growing up and forgetting, or worse, relinquishing this power. I know …

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“What Would You Do If You Couldn’t Fail?”

I am a great writer. I KNOW that. I know that I can tell a story, write a poem or a song, get a message across, create, convince, coerce... I can work magic with my pen. It doesn't matter the subject matter or the forum, I can convey it and I can do it well. …

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Fighting Tired

Why is it that we quit when we're almost at the end? How is that we survive the storms of the deep only to drown in the shallow waters of the shore - Just yards away from dry land? To everyone else there seems to be nothing wrong. We're past the worst. We fought a …

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