Author

Hebrews 12:2 (KJV)Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God.

I've written two books which are a collection of my anecdotes about life, love, and wisdom. I started writing poems when my grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and interesting enough, I find it difficult to find the words to write about my mother's diagnosis. Maybe its the irony of it all. Maybe its the fear that I may join their ranks. Maybe its the hopelessness or vulnerability I feel every time I'm around my mother. Maybe its the doubt that God really is in control. In all of that, as a writer, I find comfort in thinking of God as an author. I don't have to be in control of this story. I don't have to make sure that the plot doesn't have holes. I don't have to create full characters. I'm not writing this story. I'm not in control. There's some comfort in not knowing the ending, and being genuinely surprised by life's turn of events. There is a peace in looking to Jesus, the author and finisher of my faith.

Afterschock

I've never experienced an earthquake, short of the ride at Universal Studios. I've slept through the ones that occurred in Georgia. I'm more of wind and rain, hurricane versus the ground is moving type girl. From what I've heard, sometimes the aftershocks are worse. Aftershocks are small earthquakes that occur after the initial quake. They often cause more damage because of the already weakened infrastructure.

We experience aftershocks in our life all the time. We experience trauma and tragedy. Sometimes, they seem to occur in cyclic manners. We get overwhelmed and depressed because it all seems like too much. We are shaken to our core by unexpected deaths and unforeseen circumstances, but they continue to happen. They continue to shape us and not break us. Difficulty tests our strength. It creates fortitude. Aftershocks prepare us for the unexpected. They keep us alert and vigilant.

1 Peter 5:8 (KJV) Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour:

A Mother's Heart

Everyone has a different journey to motherhood. Some become mothers through marriage, like myself. Some become mothers through adoption or surrogacy. Some become mothers through pregnancy. No matter how you found yourself with the title of mother, your children are your heart. Their words can inspire you and cut you. They show you your best and worse version of yourself. They teach you lessons everyday. They make you smile. They make you cry and its all worth it. A mother’s heart is filled with endless love for her children.

Promotion

May is graduation season. Students are preparing for final examinations. Teachers are counting down until Summer Break. The end of the school year is coming to a close. Employers are doing performance reviews. Transition is upon us. Promotion does not come without its difficulties. It does not come without its own set of challenges. We simply do not grow in our comfort zone. We do not produce without pressure, yet we all want promotion. We want the benefits, but not the process. Have you passed your final examination? Have you overcome your challenges? Have you earned a promotion?

Peace

Some of us exist in a perpetual state of chaos. We go through life like a chicken with its head cut off. Peace is like some unattainable, abstract notion. Peace is doable. Peace is attainable. Peace is a dose away for most of us, if we choose to take advantage of it. Peace has to be chosen. You have to make a conscious decision to choose peace. You have to ensure that you protect your peace at all cost. Peace is easily lost. Peace is yours if you really want it.

The Plan

The Plan was always redemption. The Plan was to be born to a virgin. The Plan was to live a blameless life. The Plan was to reconcile man back to God. The Plan was to make disciples to spread the gospel. The Plan was perform miracles so that people would believe. The Plan was to be accused. The Plan was to be condemned. The Plan was to be beaten. The Plan was to be crucified. The Plan was to be resurrected. The Plan was executed thousands of years ago. The Plan was that you would come to know Christ as your Lord and Savior. The Plan was that you would be forgiven. The Plan was for you to believe. You were a part of The Plan all along. Happy Good Friday! What’s your plan?

Outlook

My favorite part of riding on a airplane is taking off and landing. I prefer a window seat. I love seeing landmarks getting smaller and bigger during the ascent and descent. It’s really all about perspective. How we see things, people and circumstances have a lot to do with our vantage point. Are our problems bigger than our God? Do we see ourselves bigger than our trials and tribulations? Do we see ourselves defeated or victorious? What’s your outlook?