There comes a quiet, almost unnoticeable moment in your life when your prayers begin to feel different—not because God has gone silent, and not because your faith has weakened, but because you have outgrown the version of yourself that once whispered those earlier prayers into the dark, hoping something, anything, would hear you. The first… Continue reading When It’s Time to Pray for Something New
Tag: peace
If it’s our job to bring joy, then we’ll bring joy.
If that is the calling placed before us, then we accept it together. We bring joy not because life has been gentle, but because we understand how much it’s needed. We bring happiness—not as denial, but as resistance against despair. We bring peace—not as passivity, but as an active choice to create safety in a… Continue reading If it’s our job to bring joy, then we’ll bring joy.
Making Time for God
Life has a way of pulling us in every direction at once. There are to-do lists, responsibilities, people who need us, and dreams we’re chasing. In the middle of all that noise, it’s so easy to unintentionally push God to the side—not because we don’t love Him, but because we get caught up in surviving… Continue reading Making Time for God
I Wish
I wish I listened to what others really had to say.Not in the way I used to, scanning every word for clues on how to be accepted, how to be liked, how to finally feel enough.But in the way that would have set me free.In the way that asked: Do these people even care about… Continue reading I Wish
I Should Have Listened
When God Said That Wasn’t for Me There’s a deep ache that comes with disobedience, the kind that doesn’t just bruise your heart but rattles your spirit. I’ve learned, the hard way, what it feels like to ignore God’s quiet whisper, when you press forward with something He already told me to walk away from.… Continue reading I Should Have Listened
My gift is not mine to keep
For the longest time, I thought my gift was something I had to protect. Tuck it away, polish it quietly, and maybe, just maybe—share it with the world when I was ready. But I’ve come to realize something much deeper: My gift is not mine to keep. I wasn’t given clarity so I could sit… Continue reading My gift is not mine to keep
Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
Everything I imagine, everything I create, isn’t just mine.It comes from the women who came before me. Those who looked like me, felt like me, and dreamed even when the world didn’t make space for their dreams.Their hopes live in me. Creativity runs through my blood.Both of my parents were artists in their own way.A… Continue reading Standing on the Shoulders of Giants
I’m tired
It's tiring as a child, being told what to do and how to do it. With no regard to if you already know how to do it. It's tiring being a woman, who is expected to do certain things and carry herself a certain way. It's tiring being a black woman, who is looked down upon… Continue reading I’m tired
My spirit feels troubled
I know worrying is not of God and his glory but for some reason my spirit feels troubled. Even when trusting God, you still feel nervous. I’m still trying to work out if this is normal or not. Sometimes I still feel as if the worst will take place instead of the best possible outcomes.… Continue reading My spirit feels troubled
Trusting God
The author acknowledges the limitations of human understanding and emphasizes the peace found in trusting God like a child trusting a guardian. Trusting God involves surrendering worries, praying, and striving to live without sin. The author contrasts the emptiness of worldly pursuits with the peace found in reading the Bible and praying, ultimately advocating for trust in God's unique guidance and timing.