What keeps you awake at night? What constantly stirs your soul? What is your message? And, how will you proclaim it?
Everyone has a different tongue, a different way to communicate. I may not understand this language, but I make space for it, for all tongues matter.
During a time when COVID-19 disproportionately claims the lives of black and brown bodies & the life is violently ripped from their bodies... I remember.
Written 3 years ago... Things are only getting worse... These are the words I penned then that sadly are still true now... 😔
I don’t need a hospital to be a chaplain. If I pay close enough attention, The “pages” are in the post. I am OFFICIALLY ON-CALL!
I trusted her to be the expert, as this was her floor. But, my ignorance with her ignorance made things worse. All because one blind person lead you another.
My entire body was heavy. I had to walk very slow, for the weight was just too much. The water became my support, allowing me to move freely.
You go to church. You receive a word. You make a commitment to God. Then the unexpected happens. What Do You Do?
As much as this light swayed from all the wind, it was firmly anchored and secured unlike the seemingly "stable" light.
Sometimes, we make matters worse when we take our eyes off our destinations. All we have to do is keep moving forward, and let God fight!