i like to be prepared for everything. i have an uncanny ability to anticipate what people will need before they make that need known and i meet it. sometimes i know what they need before they even know themselves. i’m …
warning: cloak may cause invisibility
writing is my therapy. over these last few months, with mounting racial tensions, outright displays of hatred, and low-key disbelief that my america has too many throwback moments to yesteryear, i find myself writing daily. multiple times a day. i …
in honor of sweet baby jesus
you ever have those days when you get all in your feelings and can’t seem to find your way out? that describes me perfectly right now! it started with my older brother posting a poem to my late sister-in-law’s facebook …
i can’t breathe … this is the air i breathe
i am still “high” right now. today … about today. i’ll just say i was wrecked. from the worship, to the word, to the opportunity to minister. wrecked! as a nerdy black woman, there are few things i remain shy …
i am not my hair or something like that
the other day i read a facebook status that broke my heart. it was a simple statement about hair loss, but it was charged with the heavy weight of the role hair plays in our identity, beauty, and to some extent, self-worth. …
he wants all of what?
have you ever gotten an earworm that refuses to go away? what am i saying. of course you have. everyone has had that one song — you know the one — that you hear and it gets stuck in you …
when reflections on psalms go horribly wrong
i’m going to chalk it all up to sleep deprivation, but i did something i never do today. i made video evidence of me singing! i hope the irony of this is not lost on you. if you know me …
just couldn’t leave well enough alone
you know who doesn’t know how to leave well enough alone? God. i was minding my own business doing my thing in life and He just had to interrupt. you know something is out of wack when God interrupts your …
do you know how to will what you want
when we’re youngens, we have lots of dreams and plans for our future. we don’t know that our games of make-believe and dress up can be crushed under the weight of family and societal expectations. in our free play, we …
a movement in the key of praise
i am not a musician i am not a singer. i am not where i want to be. i am not consistent. i am not perfect. have you ever noticed when it comes to talking about our spiritual walk how often we …