Dear Church, Fight For The Body Do not let them pimp out your parts!

Kim Speaks Up - Dear Church - Fight for the Body

I sat on the front row last Sunday as I usually do. My ears perked up and my body perched in my chair longing to hear what God would say to His people through the sermon. Wesley, the preacher and my husband, started his monologue. A dissertation of sorts for the next steps in the life of the church. Read more

A Call to Repent

Kim Speaks Up -- The I in repentance - monk hands

For the past few weeks, I have seen this verse posted multiple times in my news feed by some well meaning people in response to what is happening around the world:

“Then if my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and restore their land.” – 2 Chronicles 7:14

The Truth is – if our motives were to be exposed before this scripture, what is implied is this: ‘‘Ya’ll Need to Repent. America needs to repent. Folks need to repent. We need to repent.” But very rarely do we mean – “I need to repent.” We hide under the cloak of collectivism and plurals when God wants to deal with us as individuals. We deflect blame to another and become defensive when we are offended. You see, we are all responsible for the ills that we face because we have failed to take the time to deal with the “I”.

Systems are broken because they have been developed by broken people. Yes…You are I are those broken people. Broken people mess up consistently.

It is so easy to miss the blind spot in our lives while focusing on the wrongs in another. I understand that repentance takes vulnerability, transparency, and humility and it is downright hard. It is admitting that ‘I am wrong’ and seeking to choose another way– a better way, God’s way! It is only when we deal with “I” that the “We” and the “Ya’ll” can be forgiven. I need to repent daily because I have been wrong daily.

Let it be that: ‘If I who am called by God’s name will humble myself and pray and seek God’s face and turn from my wicked ways, God will hear from heaven and will forgive my sins and restore my land.’

Love Is — Day 1

Kim Speaks Up - Love is..Day 1 Pic

For the month of February, I will be sharing daily the discovery, the description, and the dimensions of love through pictures and prose as I see it. Subscribe to my blog and come back daily for a dose of what “Love Is”. Without further ado, I present to you: 

Love is….Day 1

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What Ferguson Teaches Us

What Ferguson Teaches Us

*Updated 11/25/2014– The Verdict is in and Officer Darren Wilson will not be indicted. My response is still the same:

As I await the verdict for the Michael Brown case, my heart plunges a little deeper. History has repeated itself again yet parts of the church have remained silent–cloaked behind cultural differences and innuendos. A harsh reality is this: many have not forgiven nor forgotten what transpired a little less than 500// 50// 5 // 3 years// 3 months ago. Ferguson has caused old wounds to fester and it needs true healing not a band-aid but true internal surgery. At the core, this is not a #‎race‬ issue, a #justice issue nor a ‪#‎political‬ issue. This is a ‪#‎sin‬ issue. This is a #heart issue. Our heart is deceitful. we honestly cannot trust it. The headlines prove why. ‪#‎Hate‬ and harboring offense are both seen as sin in GOD’s eyes. God is not most concerned with your church. He is most concerned with HIS church. God’s passion is His people. Read more

These Are My Confessions

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These Are My Confessions:

It has been close to 2 years ago that Wesley and I made the decision to move back to Atlanta to plant Tri-Cities Church on the South side of Atlanta. Although viewed as altruistic in some sense, it left me lost and dissatisfied. I left my  ‘dream’ job at the nation’s top university (Go Tigers!) where I helped shape the world’s future leaders. I left to return to a common place. A place where I have been many times before… a place all too familiar…a place where I have lost and struggled…a place where I truly did not want to invest my blood, sweat, and tears. A place where I wanted to forget– I felt stuck. Yes! I am a Pastor’s Wife and I felt Stuck. Read more