Why do I write? Asking me why I write is like asking why it is necessary to breathe… Really? Why do you breathe? Is it out of necessity? Maybe something you are compelled to do. Because to stop would mean you cease to exist…. Or – Have you ever screamed internally? Where no one could…

Keep going

#MomentOfFaith Stop. Breathe. Refocus. Stay…Focused! It’s easy to become distracted right before we reach our breakthrough. It’s easy to give up right before our blessing is delivered. Stay Focused. This race is not for the strong nor the swift. We build strength along the way. We keep pressing along the way. Even if it means…

Got to Stop Skipping Church Day

I thought about church today….

But then I remembered that one time that I went…there was that one person or group…

I was going to go to church today…

But…then I thought about how I heard the Pastor of that church wasn’t the holiest person and is not doing right, and you know, who is he to tell me how to live for God, if he can’t get right himself….

I was going to go to church today…

But I was tired –

I didn’t have the right clothes-
They’re just going to judge me anyway –

They’re all just hypocrites –

I was going to go but – I can just worship in my own home….

Do any of these sound familiar? Do you ever wonder why church? Like honestly, what is the purpose?

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

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…


Bleating  Incessant bleating  Your lips are moving but all I hear is- Bleating  Now the noise sounds like screaming, Ever heard a kid screaming? A goat, or a baby Either one is quite draining  Holding back a shout, Trying to worm its way out  Tired- Empty, I have zonked In this match, I tap out…

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…


We were given words  An update from deciphering Pictures on walls  Yet here we are  Years later excited  To put pictures on walls…. #poetry ©Words With Faith2017