Why do I want to force myself into spaces that do not want me or do not acknowledge what I offer? It is a question I have had to sit with honestly. The answer is not simple, but it is familiar. I think I learned early on to earn my place. I learned to adjust,… Continue reading Why
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How God Planted Purpose Before I Believed in Myself
I didn’t notice it then, but God was pulling me in the direction He needed me to be all along. At the time, it didn’t feel like purpose. It felt like pressure. Like when my grandmother this bold, powerful woman who owned her own church in Brooklyn. Would tell me to get up and speak… Continue reading How God Planted Purpose Before I Believed in Myself