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God’s Fall Fashion Show

God’s Fall Fashion Show

The weather is changing. I love fall but I’ve come to love summer a tiny bit more. Nevertheless, I can’t control the temperature, so I engage in what I can assume ownership of, looking for a few items to add to the closet in alignment with the climatic evolution. LOL! Hey, I was just trying to avoid stating that I…

The Editing God

The Editing God

Recently while reading “other people’s” comments on Facebook, I read that the option to edit one’s comment on Facebook was being removed. I later learned that clearing one’s cache could address the difficulty but that editing factor remained impressed upon my heart. I love a good edit, but less if I am on the receiving end. Years ago when I…

Distraction or Destiny?

Distraction or Destiny?

I’ve been wrecked all week in worship. It started last Sunday and just amplified as the week persisted. It was in my usual spaces – a few sermons, a 40-minute worship youtube experience, my prayer time and through dance. However, the unexpected place was a Marco Polo from a friend who recently moved. Just as they began settling into a…

It’s fine. I’m fine.

It’s fine. I’m fine.

Last week was a doozy for me. My pressure has been elevated for days. A situation in my workplace rocked me. I spoke with a few other friends and they shared similar sentiment. We were also saddened to learn of a loss by suicide for a local middle schooler. It made me reflect upon how much we individually carry and…

Managing Up God

Managing Up God

I was in a meeting a couple of weeks ago. Conversation was occurring and I elected to add my perspective for consideration. I suggested that “managing up” is a sound principle that may assist with some of the expectations we have that we’ve not expressed to those in positions that are more elevated. As I reflected upon that engagement, the…

Searching for faith

Searching for faith

I recall learning very early in life that all one needs to have is “faith the size of a mustard seed.” When I saw and held in my hand, an actual mustard seed, I was blown away. Faith always seemed large and looming, and something that no matter how much I had, I always needed more. Typically when I post…

Declare Your Joy!

Declare Your Joy!

A couple of weeks ago, I like many others was excited for Tabitha Brown’s collection to drop at Target. I was actually sitting in a meeting the morning of the release and spent a little time wandering the site and ordered a few items. One of them was an ottoman. When it arrived a few days to our home, I…

Even when it’s hard

Even when it’s hard

Whew. Just the title alone brings tears to my eyes. I had the opportunity to facilitate an experience with a team of folx recently. While responding to a prompt, one person shared an action that they would consider as ideal to functioning. They went on to add a small phrase at the end of the action which read, “Even when…

I Get It Now!

I Get It Now!

A close friend of mine and I recently employed the practice of reciting lyrics of hymns to one another. It is our way of encouraging each other, finding laughter in aspects of “lifing” that could otherwise prove difficult and a means of honoring our churchy upbringings and love for our ancestors. I suppose God wanted to get in on it…

Pity Party of One Please

Pity Party of One Please

If you’ve followed this blog for even a small amount of time, you know that vehicle issues are the non paying tenant that resides in our home; more like a squatter. Per usual, while awaiting parts for my car, I drove it, on a spare (that’s a story for another day). Per usual (again) I was navigating traffic on my…