an open letter to beyonce knowles carter…
Dear Beyoncé, This letter is probably the hardest letter I’ve ever had to write to you. Okay, it’s the only letter I’ve written to you, but hear me out. Since your days in Destiny’s Child, I’ve been your Bug-a-Boo and remained a Survivor....
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whistling, yelling, and cheering…
He would shout from the stands when no one else would. Screaming and coaching like he was the team manager. Play like the Germans, he would say, Good-en-Tight! His accent was thick and identifiable over any other fathers who politely cheered for their daughters on the...
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It has been said, a wise man can learn more from a foolish question than a fool can learn from a wise answer. Since as far back as I can remember, I was always the child with questions. Why is God invisible? Why is that man sleeping under the freeway? Why do I have to...
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getting unstuck…
The door was heavy and the knob was stuck. No matter what how I pulled or prodded, yanked or turned, nothing moved. In my frustration, I kicked the door hoping to channel my inner Chuck Norris and free me from the vintage walk-in closet I was stuck in. Over and over I...
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freefall into bread and wine…
Double fisting. That’s what I call it. Two books, one in each hand. It drives people crazy, but it gives me comfort. In one hand I have warmth and comfort and soul food; in the other I have pushing and pulling and revealing. For a solid week I laid in bed with...
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picture perfect…
No one ever tells you what marriage is going to look like after you say, I do. After the unity candle is lit, the vows are exchanged, and you walk down the aisle as man and wife, what happens next? The professional married people make it look so easy. What are...
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birthdays, giveaways, and what 33 feels like…
Mom: Are you excited about your birthday on Saturday? I’m excited for your birthday! I’m planning a wonderful dinner and the whole family will be there! Me: Mom, I’m going to turn 33 years old. Nothing really happens at 33. At 13 you become a...
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evangelism, a taxi ride, and bahtbam…
There’s nothing traditional about it. There was no bible, no worship team, no fog machine or lighting rigs. Just a taxi cab and an unknown man. Traveling for work means early-hour flights and late-night returns with the help of the occasional taxi transport. On...
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great friday…
A blood-stained cross brought freedom for the captive, sight to the blind, life to the dead. Peter denied Him, Judas betrayed Him, Simon of Cyrene helped Him, Mary wept over Him, the people crucified Him, but now we exalt him. On this day thousands of years ago, a...
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what no one tells a stepparent…
I’ve been married for two years, six months, and 11 days to my husband… and his two kids. Oh yes, not only did I win a great looking man with blue eyes and a heart of Jesus, I won a wryly son and dramatic daughter who live with us 50% of our life. Contrary to...
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I’m a writer and teacher in love with two men: Jesus and my husband, Matt. [You might not find this funny, but I laugh at myself, so it all balances out.]
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