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Dating in the Digital Age

Posted on September 16, 2018 at 10:00 PM Comments comments (1)

Don't let the title fool you, but this book is for any single adult who has the pleasure of dating in these innanet streets!

If you're a single woman who has ever received that "Hello, Beautiful" text message, you already know the challenges of dating in the digital age when you receive more characters than phone calls or visits.

This ebook is funny, informative, and above all it is a quick read!

And even if you're married, it makes for good comedy!

So the next time someone text you WYD, you'll consider what you really need to do.

Thank you for your support!

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Jewels for the Journey: 39 and Counting

Posted on May 1, 2014 at 5:15 PM Comments comments (1)

Today begins my journey of chronicling memories and life lessons learnedduring the course of the past 39 years. I will call it Jewels for the Journey. By God’s grace, I’m crossing over from the 30s into my 40th year of livin’ and can now share "what meaneth these stones" gathered along the way.

I’m not sure why society has deemed one’s 40th birthday the beginning of being “over the hill.” Honey, I’m still climbing. And in the words of Langston Hughes:

And reachin' landin's,

And turnin' corners,

And sometimes goin' in the dark

Where there ain't been no light.

Oh, yes, it has been dark, but there has been more light than darkness. For the next few weeks, I will share how I have grown to look and live!

Some memories are sweet, others bitter, and a few left a sister with emotional or spiritual “reflux.” No matter the taste experienced for a moment or left lingering for years, I now taste and see that the Lord is good! These posts will be transparent and likely troubling for some, but I will do my best to protect all guilty parties :).

Jewel #1

“I love you, but I’m not in love with you.”

I remember the conversation as if it happened yesterday, although it happened more than 20 years ago. The words spoken by a teenager love re-emerged one morning as I was going about my business. Before Musiq Soulchild penned the words, my young beau realized people used love's name in vain.

It’s amazing how we think we’re over something, yet the conversations and images are vivid in our minds. As I remembered those words spoken more than two decades ago, I couldn’t help but think how I could not read the writing on the wall. I mean, he had previously said these words with his actions. How could he not be in love with me? For years, I asked myself the same question over...and over...and over...and over again. While we can be affirmed more often, sometimes the soundtrack of rejection gets stuck on play...over...and over...and over again.

Beloved, rejection can get the best of us it we hang onto them like a New Yorker holding on to a rent -controlled apartment. Back then, I never took the time to deal with the statement; however, I spent many years after that steadily trying to win his heart although he had spoken his truth.

Even as I recall the conversation and the emotional investment made, I take comfort in the fact that he was boy/man willing to be honest. However, I mute his truth in exchange for visions of a Dwayne and Whitley happily ever after tale. 

Well, even in our pain and shenanigans God can get glory.  These days, I am invested in ministering to others,  especially teens girls and young women, about healthy relationships. Oh, from time-to-time I still have to review my own notes. However, I have been blessed to talk transparently about self-love, honoring our bodies, and what we are truly desiring from others. For many, we were searching for affirmation and love from 15- or 16-year-olds who could not provide the love we desired. 

It is because of God’s love that I have not been consumed by heartbreak and pain. Today, I am reminded of the words sent by God, spoken by the prophet Jeremiah to the people of Israel: “I have loved thee with an everlasting love.”

As always, continue to look and live! #May26

Lead Me to Calvary

Posted on April 15, 2014 at 6:15 PM Comments comments (0)

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Oh! Sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Those are the words of one of my most treasured spirituals. Whether sung by Gospel legends or the Jubilee Choir at the New Hope Missionary Baptist Church, those words have moved me since childhood.

Of course,we were not physically there. However, I learned as a child that Jesus Christ had us all on his mind as he hung on Calvary’s rugged cross. 

As a child I knew about the story of Christ’s Crucifixion and Resurrection, but it wasn’tuntil adulthood that I learned about “Maundy Thursday” (Holy Thursday) and began to personally observe Ash Wednesday and the weeks in between.

The word “Lent”was not in our vocabulary as Baptists, yet time and space would allow it to find its way into my lexicon and Spiritual life.

For me, this has been an interesting Lenten season where much reflection has taken place. It has been a time to reflect on health, life, ministry, family, and any andeverything in between. It has been a time of searching and waiting. Oh, but waiting must be saved for Advent. Right?

In past years, this would have been a time of running around to malls looking for theperfect dress, matching accessories, and shoes. Excuse me, looking for the perfect dress-es. As a child, I was blessed to have one for morning worship and another for the infamous afternoon Easter program. These days, none of that matters. While the idea of new clothes and new life in Christ are rooted in Baptism, most of us never learned the complete facts about this ancienttradition. We simply donned bonnets, new dresses, and looked forward to unwrapping Easter baskets.  I was a spoiled child and often received two or three baskets of sugary goods.

Resurrection Sunday or what I only knew as Easter Sunday has always had special meaning forme.  At the age of 12, it was onResurrection Sunday that I was baptized into the Body of Christ. You know, I was “at the age of accountability” and it was time to go down in the water.  Revival was held that week and I was instructed to “seek” God kneeling before the congregation. I’m not quite sure what heart change occurred at that time, but I recall wondering if I had been down on my knees a suitable amount of time.The mothers and deacons watched closely.

It was also the morning I watched as one of the older deacons went to the phone to learnhis daughter was unresponsive. She was my godmother and beautician, so her death on the day has never left me.  Althoughit was 27 years ago, the memories of that morning are still very fresh.  Back then it was a time of mixed emotions, but today I know that death had no victory.

Death does not have the final say! It did not at Golgotha or in April 1986 when it stopped by Meeting Street Road.

“Lest I forget Gethsemane; Lest Iforget Thine agony; Lest I forget Thy love for me, Lead me to Calvary.”