“Where are you?” God’s voice beckoned throughout the land- drawing, seeking, longing for the return of who had always been His. But their sight had been altered, their minds flooded with thoughts, emotions, and decisions designed to be filtered through the holy lens of the one eternal God; for only He could see the world … Continue reading The Art of Suffering Well: The Power of Proximity
The Art of Suffering Well: The Introduction and the Invitation
“How was your week, Tiana? How are you doing?” A familiar question posed in normal fashion within the common setting of my local church’s basement- the current place of meeting for my Tuesday night Lifegroup and the former place of meeting where I first fell in love with God’s people through the power of women’s … Continue reading The Art of Suffering Well: The Introduction and the Invitation
Honey in the Rock
I remember the vibrancy of two, little pink lines that others might’ve called faint. I remember prayers uttered in the darkness of night when fear of another miscarriage threatened to steal my peace. I remember the elation I felt seeing every ultrasound, hearing every heartbeat, and the indescribable euphoria of finally holding his fragile body against … Continue reading Honey in the Rock
Called Out
“Oh no, that’s not the voice of my Shepherd.” These are the words that echoed within my thoughts anytime I recounted a particular conversation I recently had with a loved one. We’ll keep this individual anonymous… Ok, fine, it was my husband. Oh yeah y’all, he went there. Homeboy called me out. “There was never … Continue reading Called Out
Taking it back
Evelyn: “What are you proud of today, Mommy?”Me: “You.”Evelyn: “But Mommy, I was naughty today.”Me: “Even when I’m disappointed in your actions, I will always be proud of you. You are not your actions. You are who God says you are and that will never change.”Evelyn: “That’s the problem… I forget who I am when … Continue reading Taking it back
Press In
Who predetermined that election year would coincide with arguably one of the most unpredictable years of our time? I call shenanigans y’all. The internet describes 2020 as “subversive”, “hellacious” (yup, it’s a word, look it up), and “extreme”. If you’re like me, then you’ve probably lost language for this year’s events. There’s an uncanny dichotomy … Continue reading Press In
Confession# COVID19
Can I be honest? I'm overwhelmed. Having already worked from home for the better part of 6 years coupled with a natural propensity to prefer the quiet creature comforts of home, I doubted life would change very much for me. I was wrong. With the clash of each communication notification, whether by call, text, breaking … Continue reading Confession# COVID19
Hope Deferred
I used to pray for revival as if it were an isolated event, but furious and countless tides of repentance and surrender upon my stony heart has revealed that revival comes in waves. Glistening with light and saturated with salt, the roar of each wave carries with it Jesus’s invitation into the mysteries of the … Continue reading Hope Deferred
My Revival 2019
Lord, where are you? With looming aromas of coffee beckoning me to rise, coupled with kisses of new mercies disguised as sunlight, Wednesday January 30th began just like any other. Tragedy has no regard for the comfort we take in the refuge of the mundane. The pain that slowly crept in with the morning light … Continue reading My Revival 2019
Every Moment Holy 