I had a beautiful day and I just want to share my joy with you! Live a little, spin a lot and get dizzy!
Many beautiful love stories and fables begin with “once upon a time” and then there’s some climax and triumph of love that leads to the inevitable and oh so misleading “happily ever after”. Forget romance, forget the knight in shining armor. Jesus already saved you, you don’t need a husband or boyfriend for that! ThisContinue reading “Fallen crown… 👑 “
This weekend, I cried until my eyes burned. I sat in my shower and whimpered like an injured puppy, praying my daughter couldn’t hear me over the water running. Something I knew God sent me into, felt like it was falling apart right before my eyes and it hurt! I prayed and prayed and stillContinue reading “Breakdown on the breakdown… “
Don’t be afraid to face your truth and acknowledge that your behavior comes from a place of hurt!
Somehow you looked past all my shortcomings and spoke to the queen in me. For that reason, as the queen in me emerges; I dedicate my life to finding every person’s royalty and calling it forth.
I’m so afraid to fall. Sometimes I get petrified at the very thought of dropping the ball, of not being what I’m expected to be. After all, I’m responsible for those that look at me as a representation of Christ right? I think Pressure by Jonathan McReynolds hit the nail om the head for me – I’veContinue reading “I can’t take all the pressure…”
Sometimes I don’t trust God though I want to. Sometimes I cannot see how in the world where I am can lead to where He told me I would be. Sometimes I have to repent for my unbelief. I get confused, scared and frustrated.
I’m so sorry that I blamed you for the men that cheated.
I’m sorry that I called out your promiscuity rather than my own fear and insecurity.
I’m sorry that I was just another source of pain for you, that I allowed my own hurt to cut you with my words.
I’m the other daughter. I’m the one that didn’t happen to be born in the cocoon of a happy marriage as my other siblings and I underwent a much more complex developmental process. I’m the “awkward situation” we dare not discuss, subject to statements like “Oh I didn’t know he had a daughter this old”.Continue reading “The other daughter…”
His love was cheap Like a bright red sign that alluded to a great purchase only to leave you with a knockoff version of what you truly wanted He spoke of a love that he couldn’t show It was tender, caring and deceptive It was a love that lent it’s kindness to a soul inContinue reading “99 cent love”