You Are Not Enough…

About a week ago, I got in my car and headed to the bank. On my way there, I was having a conversation in my head, half praying, half talking. “God, If you just open this door, I’ll be happy. That’s all I want” Before I go on, I am ashamed to admit this, but I...

Demolishing & Rebuilding Our Comfort Zones

I was comfortable behind the computer responding to messages from people who wrote in. That was what I was hired to do until the opportunity to go to Africa came into the picture. I thought for sure the rest of the team would go, and I would remain back to “hold down...

You Matter

I woke up this morning only to see the headline: “Aaron Hernandez, a former NFL player, found dead in prison cell”   Part of me wishes I could have visited him last night. I wish I could have asked him how he was holding up. I wish I could have listened to his...

The Beckoning for Reckoning

  Thinking about it was driving me mad. The question of “why” haunted me like the Black Plague. “What did I do?”, “How could this happen?” The questions were numerous and the answers were nil.   I couldn’t take it anymore. I told myself that instead of...

The Gentle Hand of Pressure

I sat around a circle of mostly strangers as we sang praise music outside. There were people from all walks of life and nationalities. We had gathered in my friend’s backyard for a night of praise. As I sat there, I couldn’t help but think about where I...