Twenty-One Traits of My Desire

I read an article the other day on 13 Ways You Know You’re Dating a Grown-Ass Man. I then read the other article 13 Ways You Know You’re Dating a High-Quality Woman. I thought about my experience over the last 2 months being in the “single” social setting and some recent interactions and conversations I have had. I initially imagined this to be an ode to the man I would meet; instead I realize I have written a vow to my desire. I promise to stay true to my desire no matter what I think I want or need. Here’s to my desire!

Twenty-One Traits of My Desire

  1. I do not need anyone to be whole. I am complete within myself. I know who I am. I know whose I am; I am true to my convictions. I live in my desire.
  2. I do not date; I enjoy being in relationship. Everyone does not have full access to me; men are no different. I do not need you to know who I am. I am not interesting in “getting to know people”. I am looking to develop and cultivate relationships. If I am not what someone desires, I will not allow them to distract me from being available to what I do desire.
  3. I am not looking for a father. I love and respect my father. Yes, I had daddy issues; I have learned how to forgive him. I love my dad. I honor my father. I do not need another man to be the dad I never had.
  4. I know the difference between lust and love. I am not looking for sex. I am waiting to give all of my love to my husband in a sexual and sensual way. Everyone does not get what I have reserved for one person.
  5. I love life. Yes, I have my mood swings with the best of them but I understand life is full of challenges and obstacles. I love life enough to not to allow myself to be consumed by it. Life is supposed to be lived. I love living life.
  6. I thank God for the man who broke my heart. I was wounded but I am healed. Without the lessons of the heartbreak I would not be ready nor would I appreciate the right relationship for me. I do not hold any bitterness, hatred, resentment or hostility in my heart towards anyone in my past I have been in relationship with.
  7. I will always be for my man. I will never work against him. I will always be willing do to the necessary work required in me to maintain respect for the man in my life. I will respect him as a child of God and as a man. I will not utter a disrespectful word against him nor dishonor his name.  I will not run from our troubles no matter how difficult they may be.
  8. I am not looking to get old with someone; I want to grow better. Our lives will be richer because of our mutual desire for one another and for life. Even when I fall, I promise to never stay down for too long.
  9. I am not obsessed, needy or desperate. I do not hunt or chase after people. I have never seen a cat run after a dog. I believe in a man being a proper gentleman. It is what I expect and it is what I deserve. I am not waiting around for anyone either; I have a very active life.
  10. I have boundaries. There is not one person I talk to every single day. I know how to turn my phone off, not answer it and log off the computer. I will not sit across from someone at the dinner table and Facebook, tweet or text the entire time.
  11. I love to dress up; black-tie is optional. I am not referring to a ball, even though I always keep a couple of evening gowns in my closet (thanks mom!). I get dressed with purpose. I don’t mind ironing and I have finally learned how to properly do laundry.
  12. I do not believe chivalry is dead. When I dance with a man I prefer to be led. When I go out with a man, I prefer him to drive. When I’m out with a man, I prefer him to pay. I will wait for my door to be opened. I will wait for my seat to be pulled out for me. I will allow for a man to be the gentleman he is. I am not “high maintenance” nor am I materialistic. I was taught (thanks grandpa!) a true gentleman does these things.
  13. I do not need to control life. I understand people nor can events be manipulated as puppets. I cannot make life do anything by force.
  14. I will apologize when I am wrong. I am not perfect; I do not know everything. I will sometimes be wrong. I will admit my shortcomings and faults without placing blame on someone else.
  15. I have faith. I understand some things in life just have to be done and not explained. I am no longer afraid of the unknown. I will not digress from a willingness to try things even when they don’t make sense.
  16. I love to cook. I firmly believe a fed person is a happy person. I don’t cook out of a box or from the frozen section. I am challenging myself to explore different recipes and continue developing a palate for rich flavors and a healthy lifestyle.
  17. I do not have rules; I have standards. I have learned rules really are made to be broken. I have decided to stand for something so I don’t fall for anything. The song Let It Go from the soundtrack Frozen sums it up for me: “It’s time to see what I can do; to test the limits and break through. No right, no wrong, no rules for me. I’m free!”
  18. I will try anything at least once. Fear kept me from living. Freedom has opened up my eyes to see there is so much to explore and experience in life. I’m learning to not immediately so “no” to something, even if my “yes” is cautious.  Nike says, “Just do it!”
  19. I love sports. Football, boxing, basketball, soccer, hockey, racing and even baseball. I love going to a game and I also enjoy watching them on television. ESPN is one of my favorite channels. I understand the intensity and involvement of being a spectator. I know how to respect the man cave if I am invited in.
  20. I dream big. I am not willing to live an ordinary life; life deserves to be an extraordinary experience. I am not limited by my past. I plan to live, be and do. I want to work smart and live well.
  21. I am Eve. I choose to live in my femininity. I am not every woman; I am not superwoman. I am Eve.





















Stepping Out

A couple weeks ago I decided I needed to get out. It was a Friday night and I did not want to spend the evening at home. I’ve recently moved to an area where I am no longer close to my friends or the places I would normally go so I decided to take myself out and go somewhere new.

I’m so happy I stepped out as I had a wonderful time. I’ve never really gone out a lot by myself in a social setting outside of grabbing something to eat or going to see a movie. As a single woman I am reminded all too often I probably won’t meet anyone while I am sitting at home. I am teaching myself how to date by taking myself out. It’s been quite fun and I am happy I have challenged myself to step outside of my comfort zone.

Having quit my job in Corporate America in 2009 I know what it means to be in uncharted territory. As I grow into the ministry God is calling me to I find myself at another point where I need to step out of my comfort zone. Some of you may have joined me on one of the many I am Eve calls I hosted weekly for 2 years. Others have experienced me as Worship Leader at Seattle First Presbyterian Church for the year I was there. I am now challenging myself to step out again and explore opportunities of growth.

Money is required to live. It’s not everything but it helps. I have been challenged in finding a traditional job. I’ve never stopped looking or applying but I have not been able to find anything permanent yet people are finding jobs all around me. I celebrate with those who God has blessed with these jobs. I couldn’t help wonder for a while what was so wrong with me because I seem to no longer be employable in the traditional sense. Temporary assignments have been a tremendous source of income for me but I would love to be settled, even in the work I do.

 I do not have a college degree. I do not have the consistency of employment most employers are seeking. I have been focusing too much on the wrong things. I do have passion and desire. I do have life experiences. I do have the aptitude to learn, develop and grow and lead. I have the faith to step out and do what gives me life while living in my purpose. I am going to spend some time over the next couple weeks identifying how I can begin earning income in a new way. If it’s a traditional job God has for me, I’ll take it. In the meantime, I am going to begin utilizing the experience I have gained over the last 5 years of my life and afford myself the opportunity to be my own boss.


I am going to step out and do something different. I am going to step out and make opportunity rather than wait for one. What will this look like for me? Singing. Equipping. Encouraging. Worshiping. Writing. I am learning to stop identifying myself by how others label themselves. I will put my own unique label on the uncommon ways I will offer my gifts to the world. Will you be praying for me? I am building my confidence and stepping out on my own. No where to go from here but up, up and away….



On The Verge

The past several weeks I have felt weepy.  I’m not sad nor am I highly distressed. It feels like the tears could drop at any moment. Yet when I try to cry nothing happens. Sure I’ve had a couple good cries lately but nothing to fully release me of this weepy feeling I have. It is such a dichotomy for me to wake up every day with so much joy yet have this feeling of just wanting to sob uncontrollably.

Until last night I have not been able to fully identify what I am experiencing. I had the epiphany I am on the verge of something. I’ve been doing a lot of writing lately about being in expectation of something but this is a bit different. Being on the verge puts me on edge. I am very close to something even though I don’t know what it is. On the other hand, being in expectation gives me a strong feeling or belief something is going to happen.

There has been a transition for me. I’ve gone from being in expectation to being on the verge. I’m not sure if I have ever had this experience before leaving me feeling with such weight but not sadness. I’ve been so disappointed in life I actually began thinking I was just stuck on the road to nowhere. What a difference a day will make! You may remember I spent the last week of 2013 and the first week of 2014 in the darkest place I’d ever seen and now I have found so much joy inside of me I can hardly contain myself.

This is not to brag or boast; trust me I still have a lot to cry about (literally). I’ve simply decided to not let it affect me. I feel good. There is life all inside of me. I am learning how to be anchored in my soul. If I get sad I will not allow myself to dismiss my emotions; there really is nothing like a good cry to get out all of what cannot be said. On the other hand I will not rob myself the opportunity to live in the awareness of the life leaping inside of me.

Have you ever been somewhere you’ve never been before only to feel like it’s exactly where you belong? This is the edge I find myself on.  A landing edge if you will. As I am writing this I paused to look at more definitions of the word verge: a rod or staff carried as an emblem of authority or symbol of office; brink; threshold; to be contiguous; to move or tend toward the horizon; to be in transition or change.


I am changing. I am on the horizon of something new. I am at the point at which a new beginning is happening. The door is in front of me. I am on the verge…


Full Bloom

Happy first day of spring. The weather here in Seattle still feels like winter. Last night after I got home I saw rain, sleet, hail and snow. My car was frozen this morning; I could hardly open my door. I always find it very interesting how many people look for prophetic signs as the seasons change. I must admit I am no different and this year, this change of season is no different.

Recently I met someone who taught me about Nowruz. Nowruz means “New Day” and is the Persian New Year which is celebrated on the first day of spring also knows as the Spring Equinox. The equinox only happens twice per year, once in the spring and once in the fall. The equinox is the date when day and night are the same length and the sun is perpendicular to the equator. I am sure this must look really cool to those who will have the opportunity to observe the precise moment this occurs.

Today I can identify with celebrating a new day! I do not make this statement only because it is the first day of spring. I am celebrating a “New Day” for today I feel like I have come full bloom. Oxford dictionary defines the word bloom as: a flower, especially one cultivated for its beauty; the state or period of greatest beauty, freshness, or vigor; becoming radiant and glowing. Webster Dictionary also offers a definition of bloom as a state or time of high development or achievement.

I feel as if I have come into myself. I am at the exact moment where what was birthed inside of me is now living outside of me. It’s a moment difficult to express with words adequately enough to describe the feeling and the experience. I am living my one moment in time. I am all I thought I could be; all of my dreams are a heartbeat away and the answers are all up to me (thank you Whitney Houston). I have seized this opportunity to live my very best life. I am everything I desire to be. Every opportunity life has is now before me.

Being in full bloom I have identified who I am. There is no longer any guess work. During my time of respite this past weekend, I was able to pinpoint one word which describes who I am and what my life stands for. I established a vision and mission statement for my life as I see myself and how I see myself living out the vision. I have a life song and a life verse of scripture. I know who I am. I am living in the fullness of my knowledge of myself.

This morning I found a passage of scripture to help me further distinguish why today is definitely a new day. The Message version interprets so eloquently the words of King Solomon:

“So where has this love of yours gone, fair one? Where on earth can he be? Can we help you look for him?

Never mind. My lover is already on his way to his garden, to browse among the flowers, touching the colors and forms.

I am my lover’s and my lover is mine. He caresses the sweet-smelling flowers.

Dear, dear friend and lover, you’re as beautiful as Tirzah, city of delights, Lovely as Jerusalem, city of dreams, the ravishing visions of my ecstasy.

Your beauty is too much for me – I’m in over my head. I’m not used to this! I can’t take it in. Your hair flows and shimmers like a flock of goats in the distance streaming down a hillside in the sunshine.

Your smile is generous and full – expressive and strong and clean.

Your veiled cheeks are soft and radiant.

There’s no one like her on earth, never has been, never will be.

She’s a woman beyond compare. My dove is perfection, Pure and innocent as the day she was born, and cradled in joy by her mother. Everyone who came by to see her exclaimed and admired her – All the fathers and mothers, the neighbors and friends, blessed and praised her:

“Has anyone ever seen anything like this – dawn-fresh, moon-lovely, sun-radiant, ravishing as the night sky with its galaxies of stars?”

One day I went strolling through the orchard, looking for signs of spring, Looking for buds about to burst into flower, anticipating readiness, ripeness.

Before I knew it my heart was raptured, carried away by lofty thoughts!

Dance, dance, dear Shulammite, Angel-Princess! Dance, and we’ll feast our eyes on your grace! Everyone wants to see the Shulammite dance her victory dances of love and peace.” 

No matter where you are today, may you experience the spirit of love and peace. It’s time to bloom!




Live Alive!


I recently came across a post on Pinterest with a quote many of us have seen before. The pin said, “Do it afraid.” For so long this made sense to me. How would we ever do anything if we didn’t learn how to accomplish something in spite of the fear? I have been terrified in moving forward in some things as I continue to grow into myself. There was always a part of me allowing fear to dictate my actions and inability to do certain things.

I read this quote from a new place today. “Do it afraid”. Immediately I thought it my mind, “why would I want to do something and be afraid?” Surely it would be better for me to do something with no fear, in complete confidence and trust. Lacking the ability to do something is not a reason to allow fear power. I just learn how to do it without demanding myself to be an expert when I am just a beginner.

Interestingly enough, I was never afraid to write. I’m not sure when I began writing; however I do remember when I started publishing online what I wrote. It never entered into my mind I wasn’t good enough to write. Equally, I was not concerned how people would react to what I wrote. It didn’t matter. I wrote because I wanted to. I shared what I wrote because I could. I am sure not everyone appreciates my writing or the subject matters in which I write about but I don’t care. I do not write for other people; I write as an expression of who I am. For so long I wished I was this confident in every other area in my life.

The tide has turned for me recently. I am no longer doing things afraid. I am doing things to become alive. Everything I do has to have purpose. I have accepted who I am. I am no longer afraid to expose myself. I will never be perfect but being perfect is not my goal in life. I have decided to deliver the greatness in me while acknowledging but not focusing on all of my shortcomings, faults, and imperfections. I am no longer the little girl I used to be seeking the approval of everyone. Not to offend you, but I really don’t care what you think about me. If I did, I would still be living afraid.


Living to become alive is the best decision I have ever made outside of my decision to accept Jesus as my Savior. There is now a melody in me; although I cannot hear the music, I can feel the pulse of life in me. Don’t get me wrong, there is plenty in life to always complain about or be afraid of, but really what’s the point? I am no longer robbing myself the opportunity to live. So do it afraid? No! I’ve started many things afraid; I now chose to begin any new thing with boldness and confidence. I now tell myself, “I am doing it to become alive”. I will not allow fear or anything else steal life from me. It’s up to me, I choose to live alive!


Wearing Red Lipstick

Dare to live! This is part of the theme I have adopted for my life. I am currently learning how to adapt to the principle behind these words and apply them to my everyday living. This morning I was putting my lipstick on and I suddenly paused. As I looked in the mirror I realized I was wearing red lipstick.

Now to most people this may mean nothing; to me this means everything! Have I the audacity to wear red on my lips? In my youth I remember hearing conversations about women wearing red lipstick and none of them were good. Some of the adjectives used were: streetwalker, hooker, lady of the night. Have I become a lady of the night? I sure hope not! I had my makeup done over the weekend and when the makeup artist brought out some lip colors, I chose the reddest of the red. I chose it without even thinking; it came natural to me.

Wearing red lipstick came natural, but it is not my past normal. I have always tried to conceal who I am. I thought less was more. I possess very distinct features. I used to believe it was my job to hide who I was. I liked to look nice but I didn’t present myself to be noticed; I stood out anyway. My smiles is wide, my eyes are big, my back is broad, my chest is real (and so is my hair), my laugh is contagious. Everything about me spoke even when I wanted to be silent.

I’ve been searching for my identity because I lost it. Truth is I had to develop it. I tried not to speak; I didn’t know what I say. What I did say got me in a lot of trouble so I learned to silence myself. I kept all my thoughts to myself. I found a way to hide in my insecurities. I downplayed every part of me. I dumbed down my life. I no longer wanted to be seen or heard. When my family talked about my laugh, I stopped laughing. When men only addressed me by looking down at my body parts, I stopped dressing nice to further conceal myself.


Wearing red lipstick is part of my liberation movement! Something has changed.  I am no longer trying to conceal what other people see when they look at me. I now live to be noticed. I have a voice and I have something to say. Wearing red lipstick is daring me to live, be bold and confident. Wearing red lipstick stands me out of a crowd everyone is trying to fit in. Wearing red lipstick has allowed me to reveal more of who I am and who I aspire to be. Wearing red lipstick is my new normal. Wearing red lipstick makes me wanna smile. Wearing red lipstick is helping me leave an imprint on the hearts of others. So next time you see me, Yes, I AM WEARING RED LIPSTICK! 


From Anxious to Confident

I’m sitting here and I just told myself to be anxious for nothing. I am really telling myself (before I start) is don’t try to make something mine. Whatever life has for me will come to me. A lot of times this has been easier said than done. I am trying something different in letting it be as easy done as it is said. There are so many things we could concern ourselves with about our lives.

Philippians 4:6 (KJV) begins “Be careful for nothing…” We rarely hear the word “careful” used as most quote the scripture from the NIV version of being “anxious” for nothing. Careful means anxious, curious and troubled. How many times have I thought being careful was a good thing!?! Be cautious right? Apparently not. As I sit here typing this I am repenting in my heart for all the times I thought being careful was what I was supposed to do. My heart grieves for the times being too curious has aborted purpose (friendships, potential relationships, career paths, etc.) in my life. I am learning it is God’s job to be careful of me and it is my job to live in the protection of God Psalms 91 speaks of.

When I move my mind from being anxious I find an opportunity to be confident. I trust God to care for me. I am confident in the matters of God’s heart because I know God. The life I desire is the life God cares for. I am in the process of learning new confidence. I was trying to divert and digress from what was inside of me. This in turn led me to be anxious for everything. When I am not living who I am, I have to manipulate life to accommodate me. Living out of the authenticity of who I am gives me the freedom to embrace life as it comes. I no longer have to make life happen. I can allow life to be and mean it when I say, “It is what it is.”

I have recently had experiences to mirror my confidence to myself and the world. I don’t have to force myself on anything or anyone. Confidence breeds intimacy. My confidence allows me to be open so someone can see the real me, not an imitation of who I am not. My confidence allows me to walk away without looking back. My confidence allows me to stay in the game and not move myself to the sidelines. My confidence allows me to not always reveal my next move but silently keep working towards my heart’s desires.


I am no longer being troubled by thoughts of people not accepting me. Who I am is not up for negotiation. Even when there is disagreement there is a respect expected by and given to those who are confident in themselves. There is so much energy in confidence whereas being anxious drains the life out of everyone who is affected by it. I will no longer allow myself to kill my confidence by being anxious. My confidence is here to stay, not forcing anything but expecting life to show up because I did. In confidence!


The Wait is Over

The wait is over… What does this mean exactly? It is not anywhere in the bible but it is a prophetic utterance I’ve heard numerous times. Several years ago I presented a talk based on the title, “The Wait Is Over”. I also recently discovered it is the theme of T.D. Jakes “Woman Thou Art Loosed” conference this year. One of my favorite songs by Donald Lawrence is Seasons where he proclaims “The Wait is Over.” So the wait for what is over? How do I know it ended? What then is next?

Over the past month I have decided my wait to live is over. This came after the worst bout of depression I have ever experienced and what seemed like nothing but tragedy plaguing my life. For the first time in my life I have declared “The Wait is Over”. I had pressed pause on life so I could have a pity party. I stopped hoping. I stopped developing. I stopped pushing myself. I stopped living. I did only what I had to as the basic functions for survival but anything else had been out of the question. Don’t get me wrong. I had very valid excuses as to why I could not live. I couldn’t afford to. I didn’t have anyone to “live” with. I didn’t know how anymore. I didn’t know how to quantify the quality of life I wanted.

Over the past couple years I have experienced a lot of what I don’t want in life. The sum of these experiences helped me in identifying the life I not just wanted, but desired and felt I deserved based on what I have to offer to life. I am convinced I can get out of life what I desire as long as I give life what it requires from me. I had to go through the process of elimination, removing people, circumstances and opportunities which were not ultimately going to lead me to the destination I know I desire to arrive to during my lifetime.

This weekend I took another step which confirmed my wait is over. I have decided I no longer have any reason to not live. I can make excuses of why I don’t have enough what I need to live or I can make up in my mind I have everything I need to live right now. As I continue to live, life will happen in front of me and create a screenplay of my life I could not have pre-scripted with the best effort. I stepped out of the confines of the mundane existence of what should not be a zone of comfort. I took myself out for an experience I’d never had before. I allowed myself to be free of any inhibitions and went in the confidence of who I know I am. The wait is over living of existing in my past. I am who I am not who I used to be.


So then I wonder, what’s next? I don’t know for sure. One thing I know for certain is I am no longer locking myself in the confines of my limited to thinking. I am allowing who I am to attract my desires; nothing superficial but life-giving. The wait is over on putting labels on life. Life is simply life. Nothing more, nothing less. The wait is over for me trying to figure out how things are going to be. I will allow life to reveal its purpose as I live in my purpose. I am no longer waiting to live because I cannot let go of what is already dead. I am no longer waiting for people to be my expectations of them. The wait is over for me sitting by the phone hoping someone calls me. Instead I am answering the call of life and having the conversations which matter. I am no longer waiting for people to join me where I am. I am now arriving to meet the people who are already where I want to be. THE WAIT IS OVER!!!!!


Stuck in the Mud

This morning was the start of a great day. I woke up early. At first I was going to just take my time around the house. I decided to get up and just start getting ready with the hopes of getting to work a little earlier so I could possibly take off a bit early. All went well until I got in my car and proceeded to back out of the driveway. I was stuck and I couldn’t move. Overnight my car got stuck in the mud. I tried for a couple minutes to see if I could shift from reverse to drive to ease myself out of the ditch but I could not. The only thing I could do was get out of the car and call for help.

So many things come to my mind as to what this signifies in my life right now. As I was going through the process I am so grateful I was able to see the growth in my life. I did not let this situation affect me as to become unglued. I actually had a wonderful laugh at it all. How many times have I gotten stuck in life but was too embarrassed to ask for help? Way too many! I was so ashamed to ask for help I became comfortable in the ditch. The ditch became my home because I was stuck in the mud of life.

Waiting for the tow truck to come pull my car out, I was able to get some things done I normally wouldn’t have had the time to do before trying to cram it all in over the weekend. I washed a couple loads of clothes, made me a smoothie for breakfast instead of waiting to have it for dinner and I also made me an extra cup of coffee. I also got to just stand outside thankful for the fresh air and the fact it was not pouring down raining (in Seattle this is always something to be thankful for when it happens). Ditches have purpose. While I was stuck in the mud of life I learned many valuable lessons. I was able to do something I could only accomplish while in the ditch. So I am not complaining for the mud.

When the tow truck driver got there he assessed the situation. He had to figure out the best way to get my car out of the mud. He also had to make sure he attached the cables in a way of not damaging my car but freeing it. I felt sorry for him because by the time he was finished he was also covered in mud. This taught me true friends won’t just look at you and talk about you being covered in mud. They’ll get dirty with you. I am so grateful while I was in the ditch I saw who was really for me even though I was covered in mud.


Once my car was free I was able to get to work. Even though I was late, I was still on time.  I am grateful for the delay and the lessons I was able to learn from being stuck in the ditch. I never want to be so stuck in what I am doing God cannot break me out and into what He has for me. The greatest lesson of today is “The only way to get out of the ditch is to be stuck in the mud.”


I Am Showing Up!

I used to be afraid to share my thoughts. I didn’t want people to think I was weird. Interestingly enough I think I may share too much of what’s going on in my head. It helps me to get the thoughts out. When I release what’s in me, it keeps me in balance. I truly believe I sleep better because the thoughts I used to keep inside of me are no longer swirling in my head keeping me up at night.

One of the things I am learning on this journey is to not apologize for who I am.  What is in me must come out of me. I have made a commitment to myself to no longer hold on to what needs to be released.  The parable of the sower comes to my mind. In Matthew 13, Jesus tells the story of a sower who sowed seeds. “Some seed fell by the wayside; and birds came and devoured them. Some fell on stony places where they didn’t have much earth; and they immediately sprang up because they had no depth of earth. But when the sun was up they were scorched, and because they had no root they withered away. And some fell among thorns, and the thorns sprang up and choked them. But others fell on good ground and yielded a crop: some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.” (NKJV)

Rejection used to be very hard for me but I had to realize what I have to offer is not for everyone. Not because there is anything wrong with me; I had to learn everyone is not my audience. We all have different desires based on our needs. It is okay if people don’t want to hear what I have to say. There are people who are more than interested. I also had to understand I cannot let other people speak my destiny. Only God knows where I am headed. People, even with their best intentions, can tell you what they think and not what the Spirit is speaking. I respect everyone but I do not have to absorb what’s in other people’s minds about me.

Over the next couple months, I plan on letting the river flow. The scripture says in John 7:38 “out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water.” (KJV) This week as I was making some decisions concerning my personal growth, it is time for me to stop making excuses and living in the wilderness of my past. It is now my opportunity to live in the promise of my present as I continue to strive towards a greater future. I no longer want to be in places I don’t want to be doing things I don’t want to do.

I am now free. I am no longer waiting for an occasion for something to happen. I believe I am the occasion causing things to happen; when I show up the atmosphere changes. Not because of me, but the God in me. I am no longer hiding out, but I am SHOWING UP! I am giving birth to Changed Living Ministries and I am excited about it. Thank you for continuing to be on this journey with me. I appreciate who you are and what you have to offer to the world. Because I am connected to you I am a better person. I look forward to sharing myself with the world and receiving what the world has to offer.

 Please don’t forget to read these blogs as well. I have some friends taking the Lent writing challenge with me.


Jazmyne –

Keri –

LaKesha –


Dr. Terri –