Change Me Lord

Often times we ask God to change us, to clean us and to make us over and then we fight Him every step of the way. We question evey move, disobey every directive, and complain when changes take place.

No More Limits 

We as a human race have a tendency to sometimes think only in the possible, and the honest truth is that God works in the impossible

Food For Thought 

They say-
“You are what you eat,”
And truth is,
I’m still starving….

My Pen

When you want to write
But don’t know how-

And you can feel the words
Yet they won’t come out

Secret Agent Man/Woman

Ever looked around and it seems like everyone is moving fast but you’re standing still?

It’s like something straight out of a movie. Picture it – camera pans over and you walk onto the scene or into house or restaurant or wherever (pick a place) and the world slows down, the lights dim, and a voiceover starts: “I bet you’re wondering how I got here…to this place…at this time…with these people…well, yeah. Me too.” Or something like that

Don’t Look Back

Run…..

Run for your life. If you can’t run – speed-walk….either way, you need to get a move on…and do it quickly. In the military we would say “At a Double Time, March,” which meant to pick up the pace, or start running.

But speaking of running…are we tired yet?

Be My

Be my person – Be the one I run to when my world collapses around me The one I think of first when goodness has found me Be my person – The one to understand the craziness that is me But stays around knowing that there’s more that defines me Traversing ups and downs, Knowing…

Sick Call

I haven’t been feeling well…. I do believe I’m sick, I calmly asked the Doctor “Can you write me out a script?” The Doctor merely smiled, Then He looked down at His pad, He lifted up His pen to write…. These are the writs I have – For fear take two, Isaiah 41:10 Fear not for I…

My Black

I was always told  My black was ugly This wasn’t by family,  To them I was pretty  Society told me- My black wasn’t beautiful,  That it was something to fear… They said I was Dirt, Mud, A tar baby, Porch monkey- They said..if you were: Lighter, Your hair straighter, Your name- Plainer Maybe then…we’ll claim…

Growing Pains

The dreaded clothes shopping..

This can either be a great thing or a horrible experience. Are we going because all that hard work in the gym paid off, or because the only thing we have left to wear are leggings, sweatpants, and the infamous elastic-waist pants?