What you overcome today may be someone’s hope for tomorrow.
are two different things Continue reading
a woman so torn
between right and wrong
going down roads
that led nowhere Continue reading
“Past, Present, Future”
I realize who I was
isn’t who I am
and who I was
isn’t what will be
but the hard part
is letting out who I was
to reveal the testimony
of who I am now Continue reading
“They’ll Hear Me”
there’s so much excitement about moving
and then there’re things
that make me sigh Continue reading
Sometimes, You Just Need a Platform
For some strange reason, when I came back from Texas, I figured I’d have chances to share with different groups the miraculous things God’d done in my heart concerning Scott, but to my surprise, doors have remained shut for that, and it’s made me wonder why. Continue reading
when are secrets mine?
I keep some things buried
until God asks me to
what wasn’t mine to
but HIS to bring others
The other day, I was coming from Santee and knew the freeways were jammed, so I decided to take the streets, and, in doing so, passed by some memory lanes.
You know, some people suggest to never visit your past, but I tell you what: I’ve found victory in it.
As I was going down a road in El Cajon, I drove by a storage place. My friend and her boyfriend used to live in one of the spaces. I remembered it well: it’s where we used drugs, bought drugs, etc. That was back in my dancing days.
This is where people may say, “That’s not you. You’re a new creation. Don’t even mention it!” I disagree. Continue reading