Coffee Hearts All Around

Who spilled the coffee? I spilled the coffee, and look what it made. My humble belief is that God has many names, and He is my Creator and yours too. My sticking part was Jesus Christ who I believe is a perfect host for human strife. May I humbly suggest, JC was manufactured to imprisonContinue reading “Coffee Hearts All Around”

Honorable Justice,

With such a prestigious name and position we humbly ask you to consider us.  We are the so-called down trodden, low lifers, imprisoned human beings.  We have spent a lifetime gaining the courage that you have, and learned from your very public display, how to speak for ourselves.  It’s with heartfelt thanks that we applaudContinue reading “Honorable Justice,”

A Perfect Morning

Waking up next to the warmth of him stretching and then holding and giving his arms a gentle squeeze. Self-love–stretching and pulling the mind. Then padding out to the kitchen and preparing a simple, yet classic meal of Bruschetta and grapes, laying it out on a charcuterie platter. Next, steeling into the bedroom to rouseContinue reading “A Perfect Morning”

With Thanks

She wondered, and prayed, and slept at which angle to show themselves the best and the others did discover in what they did invest. Like a swan invests the vision she drove and drove unto division. Like the wheat and the chaff to bring the farmlands back and give native ways to say “Now restoreContinue reading “With Thanks”

Let the Bird Out

Our Father/Creator/Universe Maker now please set the world we know free. People be pleased to open the word that flies through the open skies. As we take out bats and strike each other we remain trapped in the doubt of the power of faith. When you’re in trouble it’s easy to say that the devilContinue reading “Let the Bird Out”

Blooming Later in Life

“And my God will supply every need of yours according to his riches” Philippians 4:19. Letting loose with the truth in Christ Jesus. Jesus Christ means to me to own your own inequity. I found this with the happy, marching tunes of Reggae music and I’m happy as I think of that presented entity posedContinue reading “Blooming Later in Life”

Giving Fear the Middle Finger

Dancing in the living room to get my joy back to the beat of happiness during incredible bills that were left for me, I found my God. Please understand, I had utility bills that were not my own and I was refinishing furniture, selling outfits I put together, applying for more than 400 jobs afterContinue reading “Giving Fear the Middle Finger”

Her Story

I am the daughter that Jesus loved, at least that’s who I identify with in the Bible. My Grandmother’s name was Ruth. Of course, I see many connections, but this is my story from my point of view. Doing my best, I feel blessed. And I feel loved. The Bible, I believe, has been changedContinue reading “Her Story”