dear july -- i. who am i?... why does it seem my work is so tied to who i am? yes, my work ethic draws characteristics, but who am i and what am i at my core? what makes me...me? ii. just allow yourself to be... just … Continue reading still i rise | no. 7
dear june -- i. no more night... daybreak has come. grateful for technology that allowed for grieving, celebrating in spirit, and joining in heaven's song. ii. 1/2... graduation. did it, done it. walked up, walked out, stood among, stood tall, stood proud. yet inside still denying whether this is … Continue reading still i rise | no. 6
dear, me -- time is a precious thing and the people in your life maybe more so. remember that rainy day under the shelter of that train stop? when she whispered grace and assurance, strength and encouragement? do you remember that day? and music. there … Continue reading sincerely, me.
dear april -- i. you are a pastor's dream and you have a servant's heart... it is not just what i do, it is who i am. thank you for placing value and worth on me and reminding me of my gifts. more often than not … Continue reading still i rise | no. 4
dear march -- i. why does healing take so much time? and this thing called time -- will it ever come? i. big yellow umbrellas and northern lights... i'll just sit with you in the dark and hold a big yellow umbrella over your head until the … Continue reading still i rise | no. 3
her heart stirred violently inside of her chest her weary hands, trying to push it all down, all the while choosing to breath in with hope and exhale with grace. she didn’t settle, no she reached for more -- more than just existing, more than … Continue reading overcoming, overcome, overcame
dear december -- ii. cling on to hope --- you will come out of this stronger. you are okay. it will all be okay. ii. smile fries and "burning the house down"... thank you for joyous moments. and thank you for covering us with Your hand. … Continue reading slipping by | pt. 12