I remember the time I was stirred from my sleep by the sound and sight of a young Black man being chased by a mob of white male students while being called the N-word, and the entire year when bricks were thrown through Black students’ apartment windows. There’s even the time when a brick was thrown through the window when I was working as a crisis hotline counselor because I would not support KKK propaganda while taking a hotline call. I lived in fear as a student there.
Tag: prayer
When Emotions Rise
God’s will is often challenging. Just when you think you’ve “made it”, there is another obstacle to be overcome. Now I know His word promises that we have in fact, already overcome those obstacles (Phil 1:6). But my emotions tend to think otherwise. They rise and hover over me in such a fashion that I… Continue reading When Emotions Rise
Morning Reflections
This morning I had a great time with Jesus. We met around 4am and for about an hour I struggled to get out of bed, make some tea and move our meeting spot to the living room couch. I read an old journal last night and it stunned me how much I have transformed over… Continue reading Morning Reflections
Morning Prayer
This morning I woke up and spent time with Jesus. I had to. Because bad memories that I can normally suppress during the day find themselves in my dreams. They surface in my sleep. So I had to go to Jesus. I really wish I was more consistent with meeting Him in the morning. You… Continue reading Morning Prayer
Daughters of the King
I walk up to the front porch after no one answered my call through the back window. I always forget my voice is kind of soft and when I think others should hear me they don’t. So maybe that was the reason. Either way, I’m at the front and she opens the door. The brown… Continue reading Daughters of the King
Standing in the Gap
This morning I awoke from a dream. That’s pretty common for me, I dream often. And I dream weird stuff often so sometimes I don’t know if it’s from God or from something I ate. But this dream stuck with me and usually that means it’s from God. In the dream there was a boy… Continue reading Standing in the Gap
Morning Quiet Time
This morning I spent some quiet time outside on my balcony/porch. 60 degrees, rainy and perfect. I was alone except for a mug of tea in my hand and thoughts in my head. I’ve been feeling the Lord leading me to do this and nothing else. Normally I would journal or read the bible or… Continue reading Morning Quiet Time
Lord of the Harvest
Mark 4:26-29 And He said, “The kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed on the ground, and should sleep by night and rise by day, and the seed should sprout and grow, he himself does not know how. For the earth yields crops by itself: first the blade, then the head, after that the… Continue reading Lord of the Harvest
A Slow Fade
I’ve been living this surrendered life for a little over 10 years now and so have many in my community. One thing about a long lasting covenant relationship of any kind, whether it’s romantic, platonic or a love relationship with Jesus, is that that relationship is susceptible to…hmmm, well, how can I put this? Let’s just say it. Boredom. … Continue reading A Slow Fade
Meeting God in the Bathroom
Today I took a much needed break. I stopped my diligent attempt at being productive, left my cube and cried in the public bathroom stall. As the tears began to flow I tried to stop them but gave up and released the anguish from inside. Along with my tears was every negative emotion I had… Continue reading Meeting God in the Bathroom