Over the weekend I came across 2 different social media posts that immediately got my attention when I read these words,
“Ready Is A Lie”
These words pierced my heart immediately, and tears sprang up in the corners of my eyes. It was not until I read them that I realized, I’ve been waiting for “Ready” for a very long time! I have desperately wanted the feeling of READINESS to come and rescue me from all of my insecurities associated with showing up in spaces of discomfort. Continue reading “I’m Taking Up Space”
“For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.”
The days we are living in are the type of times where we can easily allow ourselves to be so consumed by things that we have no control over, that we neglect what we do have control over.
So tonight, I am interrupting my scheduled post to sincerely check in with you and ask each of you,
Continue reading “Before There Was A White House”
deal with or describe in an idealized or unrealistic fashion; make (something) seem better or more appealing than it really is.
Transition is the uncomfortable space between where / who, you were, and where/who you are hoping to be or become. The pain of transition can make us romanticize about what life was “before.” Continue reading “Forget To Remember”
Violent. Loving. Abusive. Encouraging. Accusatory. Forgiving. Cunning. Kind. Persuasive. Sincere.
W O R D S
Few know the power of them.
Words of Lovers flowing like honey, sweet, deliberate, and slow.
Continue reading “Broken Glass”
I said I would not quit, and then I looked away.
I said I would stay focused, and I dropped my head, gazing upon the ground.
I said I would be self-compassionate and gracious when I made mistakes, and I shut my eyes.
With shame and defeat hovering over me, I stared into the mirror intently, depressed, Continue reading “Eye Contact – #30Layers30Days”
I have only recently gained an appreciation for “Wilderness-like” seasons of isolation. Before I saw them as punishment, a “time out” of sorts for not meeting expectations, or for falling short.
However, I am learning that seasons of isolation are really seasons of “PROMOTION PREPARATION.” These are times Continue reading “Secret Life – #30Layers30Days”
Dearest Grieving Daughter,
I am writing you this letter on the Eve of my 7th Mother’s Day without my mother, and my 14th Mother’s Day, married, without a child. And this is the first year in the past 7 that I am approaching Mother’s Day doing “just fine.” I have been doing SO fine, in fact, that I have been surprised. Leading up to this weekend, I have been checking myself regularly, and giving myself space to feel the weight of emotions that I typically have learned to expect and make space for during this time of year, but I haven’t been able to find my usual sorrowful outpouring of silent, private tears, nor can I find my usual “May” visitors, PAIN, SHAME, and DEFEAT. I don’t share that with you to boast of myself or my own strength. I don’t share it as a badge of honor, to say, “Look at me,” no, I decided to begin this letter sharing this with you because I am a testimony of what God will do for His Daughters who find themselves in the throes of sorrow.
As I searched for Tears, Pain, Shame, and Defeat, I found instead, a burden on my heart for you, God’s Grieving Daughters. Women who have come to dread this time of year completely. Women who don’t feel like there is much to “celebrate” this weekend. So I wanted to write you a letter to tell you that you are not forgotten, and to assure you that there is indeed hope on the other side of your pain. I want to be very clear, this letter is not only intended for women who have lost a mother to death. I am also writing to women who have had to live with the pain of barrenness, women whose mothers are alive, but they are estranged from them, women who have buried children, or lost them to the judicial system in the form of incarceration, and women who are raising their children to the best of their ability, Continue reading “A Love Letter to Grieving Daughters”
Worry is is the Chief Thief of our hope! Worry is a stalker, each time we get up the courage to believe again, to start moving forward, AGAIN, here comes worry badgering us to focus on the wrong things! Continue reading “Worried About the Wrong Things?”
In order for you to see God complete what He began in you, you must exercise the courage to keep going! Motion is the responsibility of the believer, so keep moving toward the promises God has made you because that is the only way to obtain them!
Step by step, I assure you, Continue reading “#LoveTapFromD💕: Keep on Moving, Don’t Stop Now…”