Your talent is God's gift to you. What you do with it is your gift back to God.
If you're curled up right now in a ball of tears, snot and mess right now, it's okay. It's all apart of the process.
The only time being quiet bothers me is when people misinterpret my silence as something "wrong".
You’re a hosta fragrant bouquet who refused to die but instead chose to bloom.
Like negative information that “falls off” your credit report, is there an expiration date for when damaging information should be considered in relationships?
The next day I realized that God's decision not to honor my request was the answer.
I hear the door to the hallway open. Around the corner walks my co-worker straight towards me, "De'Ja, some guy in the hallway is asking for you." My heart did a back tuck & my mouth, I'm sure, hit the floor, I swallowed a breath & gathered my composure so as not to alarm my …
He loves me. he loves me not. He loves me. he loves me not. Actually, I wasn't shocked But heartbroken at the thought Of not having him there. But then again, even with him there I may as well be alone But one night @ home I stumbled upon the throne of The One that …
Where do I even begin? How about at the end, since it's over now.
While trying to "find" my happiness, I couldn't help but wonder, what really makes me happy?