These past few weeks, I have been up and down in my emotions. The combination of hormone fluctuations that accompany middle age and the being disappointed by people has had me feeling not so motivated about life in general. I was extremely happy that I did not have to sermon prep for good Friday because that gave me some space to deal with what I have been feeling without added pressure. I did however lead worship for 7 Last Words service and preach Sonrise service alongside my colleagues on Sunday morning.

Returning to a space I haven’t been in since before the pandemic has elicited a lot of emotions. Here are some of my thoughts on returning to the chapel where we used to hold discipleship class for the first time in four years.

We experience heartbreak over and over again through our friendships, work environments, in ministry, and multitude of other relationships. Today I’m heartbroken because I’ve lost one such relationship. Similar to my heartbreak in my college days, I am really hurting. What I do know now that I didn’t know then is that there is power in feeling your feelings, as hard as it may be.

I’m ashamed to admit it, but lately I’ve become lazy. Not lazy in my work, not lazy in my service, but lazy in how I show up for myself.

Oooh chile!!! Be careful what you ask for. I had no idea how much my trip would give me. I don’t think there are enough words to adequately articulate what my experience was. It was fun, exciting, engaging, colorful, vibrant, life-giving, thought-provoking…I could go on.

I’m thankful to be 49 (and still a dime piece on my off day). I’m grateful to be in good health, to look good, and to feel good. But more than anything I’m thankful to finally have grown into a woman that is ready to live into the version of myself I have always wanted to be.

Losing loved ones is a moment of recalibration in more ways than one. While the adjustment has to be made because of their absence, it also reminds you that life on this side of glory isn’t forever so live life well.

Me and my mom took a few days to get away to Hilton Head SC. Although I was exhausted from doing all the driving, the majestic oak trees, the sound of the beach, and the great food made it all worth it.

“Every time I try to have a good time…” This is how someone I follow on IG started her caption under a picture in the rain at what was supposed to be Diner en Blanc DC. I totally felt her and commented telling her so.

Lawd, change is hard! Yet, when you start seeing evidence that the change is effective, somehow the will to continue arises.