“Am I Black?” This question has echoed in my mind since it was so loudly projected from the mouth of a little boy (approximately 5 years old) to his parents as he sat with them and watched a portion of a video about the middle passage at The Griot Museum of Black Historyin St. Louis,Continue reading “Am I Black?”
Category Archives: Faith
When the Healer Doesn’t Heal
Sometimes I use music to silence the ache of my heart, but there is no song loud enough to remedy the ache I feel when death comes incredibly close. Death always feels sudden and unexpected; sometimes it is and sometimes it isn’t. In youth and old age, the heart ache is just the same. WhatContinue reading “When the Healer Doesn’t Heal”
Dichotomy of Thirst
I am humored that the term “thirsty” has taken on a negative narrative. I’m sure you know it…to be thirsty is to be desperate [for a man], so the new narrative goes. So, as a woman in my mid-thirties, I often want to avoid the topic of marriage and my future husband because in noContinue reading “Dichotomy of Thirst”
No Sweeter Words
Today marks the 1 year anniversary of the Precious Predilections blog. The “start” of this blog has been liberating. Writing has allowed me to courageously share things that would otherwise become a passing thought. In so many ways writing has become for me the unveiling of the broken and beautiful things that occurred last year.Continue reading “No Sweeter Words”
Prayer Isn’t a Placebo
I’m guilty. I’m guilty of treating prayer at times as if it is a placebo pill. Placebo – a harmless, unmedicated preparation given as a medicine merely to humor a patient, or used as a control in testing the efficacy of another, medicated substance. At times, it has been easy to take “a dose ofContinue reading “Prayer Isn’t a Placebo”
Cloudy Christianity
I don’t fully understand the scientific benefit of the clouds, but I do know that when they fill the sky, they produce ambiguity… For the past month or so, this ambiguity has showed up as I have struggled to pray, sense the presence of God, and have faith for mountains to move in my life. Continue reading “Cloudy Christianity”
Still Dripping
I loathe moments where I am dripping wet and “partially dry.” Moments when I’ve had to run to my car in the rain without an umbrella. Or moments when I’ve finished a fantastic work out (like Insanity) and have yet to dry. These moments are a bit frustrating. My body is screaming for relief becauseContinue reading “Still Dripping”
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