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”→
All of your experiences, all of your pain, all of your disappointments, all of your victories, everything about you is necessary for your Purpose. There is not one thing that you have, tangible or intangible, that is unnecessary. It is the sum total of it all that God will maximize, and allow you to thrivein your Calling, Continue reading “All You Have, Is All You Need”→
Mental or moral strength to persevere, and withstand danger, fear, or difficulty.
If I were asked to define courage using 1 word, I would choose one of the words listed above. I love the idea of courage, and having the privilege to witness it at work in the lives of others. Today, I had the honor of witnessing the manifestation of many seeds of courage on display at a ribbon cutting ceremony and Grand Opening of a business. I left the event excited about the future, and proud of the business owner, who had undoubtedly pressed past, and jumped over many obstacles to realize her dream.
There was something special about seeing the tangible fruit of courage. I was inspired, and I started to think about what courage really is, versus the misconceptions of it. Continue reading “Allow Courage”→
I have yet to meet a person who enjoys waiting. I know I don’t, and we live in a society that insists on everything being instant! Yet, Patience is described as a ”spiritual fruit” in the Bible, a fruit that every follower of Christ should exemplify in our everyday living. There’s no wonder why it’s essential that we learn to wait on God because waiting on answered prayers to manifest is one of the best ways to develop the fruit of patience in our lives.
When a tree is preparing for its renewal season, it sheds its leaves. Liberated from the weight of the leaves, the tree, and its branches are free to rest and replenish. Fall and Winter seasons, though wet, cold, gloomy, and uncomfortable prepare the tree for the vibrancy of new life that is sure to bloom forth in Spring.
While the beauty of Fall leaves makes us gasp, we rarely realize we are witnessing death on display.
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”→
Originally Published as a “Guest Blog” with Chronicles of Womanhood on May 5, 2015…..
This year will be my 4th Mother’s Day without my mother. My emotions have varied drastically over the past three years leading up to this coming Mother’s Day. I vividly remember my first Mother’s Day without my mother. I was devastated, depressed and angry. I spent the entire day mad with everyone. I shut down to the world, closed myself off, cried, yelled, journal(ed), and sat silently. And you know what? I felt entitled to do just that! Continue reading “Motherless On Mother’s Day”→