‘If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.’ – 1 Corinthians 13: 1-3Read more
Love is seeing color and appreciating every variation of hue – the richness of tones and textures – the contrast of elements. The traditionalist, the impressionist, the modernist – all illustrate in color. Though the painting may be abstract and messy, it creates the perfect portrait for display. It tells a story worth so much more than a summit of words. Read more
My life is a book in which God daily writes the chapters according to His table of contents. Story after story point to his unending faithfulness. A spiritual journey…trailed to an island off the coast of Venezuela. Born to island parents and dedicated in a small church on the island of Trinidad. Church was my niche and comfort zone. I spent years nuzzled on my mother’s lap drifting into sweet slumber while the minister proclaimed the good news. My peers enlisted me as the vice president of the “pew warming” ministry branding me as the enigma of docile Christianity. Despite my apparent slumber and aversion to the pastor’s monotone voice, God’s word was being firmly rooted into the depths of my heart. One day my life catapulted into a series of events that would forever change my ambitions. Read more
As I sit here in the midst of invoices, I have an urge to speak up. It’s a deep seeded desire to speak up for those who are in the midst of storms in their lives. It’s the need to encourage those who feel like they have no voice. It’s for those who have lost their voices due to daily cries for help. You may be in a storm — the kind where you feel like you only have two choices 1.) let the current from the waves move you to the unknown of your present situation or 2.) sink into the abyss of nothingness – the numb feeling of succumbing to a fate you have tried for so long to avoid but it becomes that menace. You know the parasite that is hard to get rid of.
Where ever you go it seems like problems pursue you. You long for peace from the headache, the heart ache, and the hurt. You long for escape from the broken promises and unmet expectations….from the times you said you would not do it again only to find your self mingled in a toxic cocktail of sin and secrets.
Happy New Year! Hope you gals and guys had a wonderful Christmas Season. It’s been over a week since I have taken time to write. While away, my intention was to spend treasured time with family and for so much needed introspection. Both of which were accomplished. The latter went in a direction, I did not expect. More on that later.
Waking early one morning, I unearthed the digital copy of my 2014 goals eager to see what I had accomplished. To my dismay, many of these lofty goals had gone undone. I had plans but failed to complete what I set out to do. I felt a sense of defeat and found myself throwing a mini-pity party where I was the chief celebrant rousing the popular chorus of “Woe is Me.”. In the midst of the ugly face and my pouted lips, God decided to rain on my parade. Read more
I am sure that today many of you are in the throes of Christmas preparations. The tantalizing aromas coming from your oven can be smelled all over your kitchen. Your legs are falling asleep as you count the sporadic road signs on your way to grandma’s house. The kids keep asking when Santa is going to arrive and their excitement level is on 100. You make a promise to yourself that you are not going to go all out like you did this year. Well, I give you full permission to take a moment to relax and indulge yourself in some reading pleasure as I share with you my favorite Christmas poem.
It’s busy around this time of year. There are cookies to be made. Carols to be sung. Lights to be strung. Ornaments to be hung. Shopping and shipping to be done. So much to do as we celebrate. We go through these days mindlessly as victims of habits. We struggle to be present while we scour stores and stand in lines to purchase presents for others. I suggest you stop, you breathe. Read more
As I sit here, I mull over the conditions of His love and it overwhelms me. No condition – I mean nothing can keep Him from pursuing me! No mountain, no valley, neither death, nor sickness, nor mess ups nor failures can keep me from His love. His love for me is UNCONDITIONAL. He pursues me hard. I do not have to strive for His love or sell my body and soul for it. Nothing can separate me from Him. He loves me and I try my best to love Him too but can He be trusted. I admit; I find it so hard to trust Him at times. Read more
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made…The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.
This passage of scripture is one of the most profound pieces of literature ever written since the inception of time. At the core of this paragraph lies revelation intricately woven together until the time appointed; the Word would atone for us. The apostle John presents a valid case for Christ. Since the beginning of time, Jesus was; today: He is, and for the future, He will continue to be. It is on this premise that I base my statement of faith. Read more
I live with it. I sleep with it. I eat with it. I work with it. I cuddle and caress it and rarely do I confront it. You know–The enemy within.
The lies created in the septic places of my heart. The lies spewed about me that seem to bombard my mind. Each an intentional gesture whose goal is to distract me, distort truth, and ultimately plan my destruction.
As I take time to reflect on all that I have done and all that I wanted to do, I realize that there are many aspirations to I wanted to accomplish that I talked myself out of. I formulated excuses of every kind and variable to squash the dreams that I had for myself and those I knew God had for me. It went something like this: Read more