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Wasted Emotions.

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He’s Struggling with his Sexuality, Sis!

Yesterday my daughter sent me a screenshot of someone from my past.

His style has drastically evolved from classy thug to somewhat grunge – I guess is the best word for it.

This morning I had a flashback about how much I luuuuuuvvvved him about 10 years ago.

You know the one you beg God to let you marry.

The one you ask God for a sign that you should let it go and He gives it to you and you ask…

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Save Our Sons.

My son is in prison.

There I said it.

I have only said that to a handful of people. As if not speaking it somehow makes it not my reality.

I have been trusting God every since he got arrested almost 3 years ago.

When I got the call, I did like Paul and Silas and began to sing praises.

I prayed to God that I knew that He didn’t bring me 990 miles for my son to be locked up. #TrustWithoutBorders

So…

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Sis! Get Your Credit Straight!

Because IG won’t allow me to post the link in my bio, I decided to blog.

As I shared in my Insta story, you can pay a credit repair company or you can dispute collections yourself.

I suggest the latter.

I’ll admit, I’ve been lazy and paid a company to repair my credit but it was worthless.

Although they said they entered a dispute in my behalf to the credit bureaus, I do not believe they did.

Why?

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Identity: Your Beauty is Within

When you look in the mirror what do see?

Do you think, ‘I need to lose weight’? Or ‘my hair is a mess’

Or do you criticize things you can’t change such as your height or skin color?

Ladies, what we often fail to realize is our beauty is within and our identity is in Christ.

Not our contour or our car.

Not the designer of our clothes but Christ.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.

Also, how do…

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Side Chick.

I was a side chick.

At least four times in my life to married men and a few that I knew were in committed relationships.

This morning as I was journaling I felt compelled to post my confession to acknowledge the pain I have created and in hopes of helping women.

This post is not for notoriety but an apology and acknowledgement of my sin or adultery as the Bible refers to it.

How can she knowingly…

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Missing Rib.

I am she.

Where is he?

I was created from you. Your other half.

Together we are one.

I am bone of your bone, flesh of your flesh.

We are one.

One flesh.

Equal. But yet opposite.

Complimentary.

Completion of the other.

Together we are a powerhouse.

How can two walk together unless the agree?

We are one.

I am YOUR queen.

You are MY king.

Together, we are one.

Apart, I am your missing rib.

Looking.

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Virtue.

vir·tue /ˈvərCHo͞o/ noun

behavior showing high moral standards.

Why do we…or let me keep it real…I compromise my virtue to get friended?

Not once but every single time. Even by the ones that don’t meet my standards…so we not only compromise but we settle. Why?

My friends call me picky when I refuse to settle. So be it. No…I call it virtue.

I remember when I was believing God for…

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By His Stripes.

Let that be my testimony God.

Every tissue…every organ…every cell… functions as You designed.

Nothing missing. Nothing lacking. No diseases.

I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am healthy.

That same spirit that raised Christ dwells in me.

To know You in the power of your resurrection is my one desire.

Today was one of two biopsies. I don’t get sick. I take care of my temple.

God, let them be…

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Psalms 27.

Has this ever happened to you- you decide to ignore your email over the three-day weekend and when you log in on Tuesday there’s a litany of emails that reached your director.

This was me two weeks ago. As I sat in traffic on Tuesday morning, I began to read the email chain.

“Sh!t,” I thought. 

I got to my desk and very carefully crafted my response ensuring that I expressed a willingness…

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Naked.

This post is inspired by Sarah Jakes Roberts’ podcast, “Invite the Girl.”

Chhhiiillleee, I listened yesterday on my way home and found myself ready to scream and ugly cry. 😭

At 50 years old I had forgotten about the little girl inside of me…the little girl my family called Chari.

Chari was shy.

Chari was insecure.

Chari was mischievous…no Chari was BAD!

To illustrate my point,…

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It’s Her Birthday

I’m trying with everything not to dwell on it.

87. Happy Birthday!

I was thinking earlier I should have stayed in Indy because I would have had more time with you.

Guilt.

The time seems like days, not years and reminds me time is but a vapor.

There’s so much I need to say to you.

I miss you.

I love you.

I’m sorry.

Thank you.

To hear you yell my name. To hear you ask…

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Again and Again

It starts off like a fairytale.

Butterflies flutter when you hear their voice.

The smell of their cologne awakens your soul.

They pray with you. Read the Bible and have a relationship with the Lord.

Could it be???

Are your dreams finally a reality? Or so it seems.

Too often we mistake God’s will for our own desires. We attempt to evoke our own will over His.

We mistake…

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The Journey Continues

Hey chiiile! It has been a while!

So much has happened.

I thought about blogging periodically but I always found an excuse as to why I was too busy.

But then one day recently during prayer, I promised God I would tell my story until people got tired of hearing it. So I am baaack!

I have a new domain name now too!

Trust-without-borders.com

I did not renew my old one in time and someone is…

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Won’t He Do It!

“Won’t He do it!” That was my caption on a Instagram post of me in front of my home.

This is for that unemployed person. I am eternally grateful for that day. Sometimes I look back and think Wow!

I got fired…ME! I don’t get fired…from a job that I loathed in 2014. I mean h8ted!

When I got fired, I did not have a dime in the bank and when I filled for unemployment it got denied.

Eventually I did…

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You Don't Have to be Perfect

You Don't Have to be Perfect!

I admit I am a perfectionist.

I don’t just say that in job interviews when asked what is my weakness, it’s true.

I notice imperfections that the common eye doesn’t.

If a picture is crooked in the doctor’s office, I notice it and if I am alone – I will adjust it.

So yeah, add to that a small case of OCD.

Even in blogging, I will revise this post at least 10 times before I post it and edit it…

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Trust Without Borders: My Hero

One year ago, I begged you on FaceTime to go back on the trach. I had my daughter plead with you but as always you were stubborn and you wouldn’t listen. That night I woke up in the middle of the night sat up in my bed and began to pray in the spirit – like I’d never prayed before. I prayed and cried most of the night. I woke up and wore a navy blue dress, your favorite color to work. While at…