Dear Lovelies, I was feeling poetic the other day and started writing stream of consciousness style. I did not write a poem. I wrote two paragraphs, the beginning of something that could maybe, potentially, turn into a short story or book somewhere down the road. Check it out and let me know what you think... Continue Reading →
I was going to write a post about how the Gospel is supposed to be offensive, how it's purpose is to change us (that's kinda why Jesus came in the first place), and while I was doing research for that, I stumbled upon 1 John. (I tried not to interpret the text but to just... Continue Reading →
No, this post isn't a commentary on the story by C.S. Lewis (just getting that out of the way first). This post is altogether something different. For my readers who have been following my journey from the beginning, this may surprise you (or maybe not, I don't know). For those of you who just stumbled... Continue Reading →
What happens when the White girl says "Amen!" in the midst of a Holy Spirit-filled, pastor preaching hell down, congregates speaking in tongues kind of service? Will her voice be silenced with even louder shouts from voices that secretly wish she was absent? Will looks of "Gurl, who she think she is coming up in here like that?" be thrown her way just because of the lack of melanin in her pigmentation?
I did not want to write this, but it needed to be said. This is hard for me. Please give me grace. An Honest and Vulnerable PrayerGod, please, if You are, at all, merciful like they say You are, like I know You to be, please kill me. Please. I will never ask for anything... Continue Reading →