knitting

“And now you ask me through your tears, the age-old question through the years: Heredity or environment, which are you the product of? Neither, my darling, neither. Just two different kinds of love.” //// {via} Who am I? Why I’m here? I’m here because he saw her. They said yes to adulterous passion.  It’s simple […]

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Maya Angelou

Beautiful Maya via Don’t shoot the messenger! Hey, I’m just the messenger! A flippant yet poignant phrase, no?  The implication that someone is bringing a message of some sort to me from someone else, carrying it like a box of unsteady explosives or a barrel of chocolates.  The medium is superfluous, the messenger simply has […]

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winter3

There’s much to say…therefore I’ll keep this short. There’s much heavy.  So heavy I don’t even if know if I can organize my thoughts properly under the weight of it. It’s still Winter. Always Winter. Meshell, who loves me deeply -whom I love and trust deeply- says that the Devil has been trying to take […]

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merry christmas angels

Whose are you God? I am hers. She. The one who wants to be raped. Beaten. Pillaged. She does not want a man to make love to her. No. She wants to be screwed. It ain’t pretty. It ain’t romantic. It does not feel good. It does not need to. These are blurred lines. He […]

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Reconciliation

What do I reflect? Is it anger, beauty, sacrifice, love, hate, disappointment?  The complexity of all-of-the-above? (How terribly inconvenient of us humans to exist with such a myriad of reflections, eh?) When I think my last two highly emotive, off-the-cuff, honest posts not only do I get another vulnerability hangover but I wonder if I’m […]

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I’m honored to welcome Minister Ken Pettigrew to my blog in his second guest post here.  Ken is a gifted man of God with a heart of gold.  He’s a man of passion and an amazing thinker.  He’s given us a beautiful gift of vulnerability in this post. (Thank you so much, Ken)! This is […]

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~ When I first started walking with Jesus, I surrounded myself with a bunch of college-age Christians who were “on fire? for the Lord. Most of them were budding charismatics, and I sat among them—my little Baptist self—hearing concepts that I had never heard of before. Prior to college, I never knew that people in […]

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when God speaks or doesnt

~ I remember when I used to pray. My hands would shake, my jaw would tremble, and I felt the Spirit guide me. I saw hearts healed. Spirits comforted. Bodies made whole.  The only thing that felt bigger than my faith was my God. It was the days of God being glorified and knowing that […]

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