12 Things I Pray For

I pray I have the audacity to hope

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Call

This week’s poem by Demetria is dedicated to the whispers and silent prayers God speaks to our hearts. You can follow her on Instagram @deekeesee   If you’d like to be featured for #NationalPoetryMonth reply to this post below. Keep Being Honest, Shanisha   When you call I will pick up and answer. You are…

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When You Don’t Feel Pretty

Honestly, I haven’t felt pretty in a while. And it’s not something I’m looking to get pity from. I can encourage other women by telling them they’re beautiful and they’re worth it but sometimes I can’t do the same for myself. I haven’t looked in a mirror and felt completely beautiful or said to myself…

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I Love Him But Do I Have to Submit?: Part I

For today’s blog I interviewed Pastor Louie Gibbs and wife, Shenel Gibbs, on the topic of marriage and biblical submission. This is a 3 part series. Lately, I have been on a stand still regarding the idea of marriage. Last year I had a conversation with my Pastor’s wife in which I told her, “I…

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A Daughter’s Developing

The tragedy of daughters being separated from their fathers is a common story nowadays. Follow one young woman as she transitions from bitterness to forgiveness.

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Sweet Tea in June

God’s love is like lemonade on a hot day a baby’s giggle what keeps us holding on why life matters truth in its purest form what we take for granted what we search for in lesser beings that can never measure up the thing that pursues us daily, pardons us completely, pierces us gently, and…

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The Problem.

I completely understand. A subject as abstract as sin doesn’t come up much in conversation. It is uncomfortable. Not many people, Christians and not, know the fullness of sin; the weight it causes; the stain it leaves. We don’t speak of it for fear of judgment or being excluded. It’s actually quite shallow when you…

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Religious Studies

Mr. Professor, You made religion look dirty you gave the bible a new name one similar to vomit and feces you definitely didn’t make it easy for me. I dreaded everything I made sure I was late everyday to compensate for my lack of interest in readings coupled with my mean mug plastered in the…

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Discovering Melanin

Imagine. Just for a second. You were born into a family of giants and you, well, you were just normal. That is my dilemma. Not exactly, though. I know height probably doesn’t compare to something as sensitive as skin tone in the black community. But it is something that a person cannot change. In my…

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Family Matters

The best memories  I have with my father are probably the worst. At about six or seven years old, I loved going shopping with my dad. Or at least that’s what I thought he was doing. He would always tell me to sit down in the middle of the cart whenever he got done shopping while…

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