For you created my inmost being, you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful; I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, …
The grace of God shines brightest through the cracks of desperation and need. I tend to have moments where I am self-righteous and unforgiving. Yep, the pastor’s wife, God’s girl, the apple of His eye. That’s me. I may not broadcast it to the world, but I have been the self-righteous judge. What an ugly …
There’s something ironic about this pandemic we are in. The social isolation people are now experiencing is an exceedingly small fraction of the isolation black people walk through every single day. We shelter in place mentally and physically. Each day we feel isolated by our experiences. We hurt, we are castigated, we are not being …
