The day after I arrived at my first destination to encounter one of the more difficult weeks of my life, I visited one of my favorite places, Montaluce Winery, and Restaurant
Well, It’s that time again. It’s hard to believe that I was only at Duke for one full semester and I come back as a senior.Lifting up prayers for myself and all other studentsas well as staff and faculty who are on campus for this term.It’s not the ghost town that it was last year. And I don’t know if any of us are fully ready to begin, yet here we are.
Thought I didn’t capture a first day of school pic in all the hoopla!!!!
I shared with my classmates that I look calm but behind this mask is angst!!! I THRIVED during the time away (y’all know I did!!!) and I’m disgruntled to be back, yet we bless God because…
Here I am, Oh Lord!
EXPECTING the ram!!! (I preached about that Sunday!!!!
Anywho, yesterday was FULL. I was more tired than tired. I negotiated $100 off monthly rent. (It was fun to do. The owner said so himself.) I preached a 2 minute sermon on the spot with only 10 mins to prep. I left my bike in Jacksonville. I prayed for a loooooooong time while driving to NC. My uncle and biodad could use your prayers. I could use biodad prayers. (Yup! We’re back there again. ) I LOOOOOOOVED seeing my faves on campus!!!! They melted my heart. I avoided several people several times !! (I’m tried y’all!!!) And FINALLY! I’m grocery shopping! In the bed! Tell LoLo (and DeAnna) I’m still fancy wit it.
Check my story feed for a more accurate #FirstDay pic. 😵💫😶🌫️😮💨
My prayer look for today!!
Nih, you already know that if my feet touch down in Jacksonville, I’m going to end up at The Prayer Tower of the Lord at Philippian Community Church! (You should try it sometime.) So, the prayer Tower was 3 hours of my day today after 4 hours of sunrise at Huguenot Park.
As soon as I got out of the car this morning, I might have sat down for a split second…. But I walked over to the water and I immediately started singing and praising the Lord in the water with my shoes off! My hands were a lifted 🙌🏾🙋🏾♀️🙌🏾🙋🏾♀️🙌🏾and I was a singing🗣️😀😄🗣️😯🗣️😲🤗.
It was in the waters of Jacksonville Florida beaches that I started praying for God to push me out from the shore (of security and normalcy) and take me out to the deep ocean (of faith and favor). Annnnndddd booooyyyyy has he done it!!!! Took me waaaaaaayyyyyLLL over to the beaches of Hawaii!!! To sing and praise him in the water for a WHOLE summer!!!! 🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️God did it y’all!!!!! 🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🙌🏾🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🙌🏾🙌🏾🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️🙋🏾♀️🙌🏾🙌🏾🏃🏾♀️🏃🏾♀️ Myyyyyy lawd!!!!
One of the more difficult things in the past couple months has been trying to figure out… How does one go UP from here???
After the trip of a lifetime to the SINGLE place that my heart desired and now that it’s checked off my list…
I was trying to figure out what to pray for next. 🤨🤔🤔🤔 I’m serious!!! If blowing the limitations off faith and God was the goal 🤯🤯🤯🤯 Bam! Done it! ✅ Yet… Where to next?
Where to in God? Where to in faith???
The question is: What do YOU desire from the Lord?!!?
On this faith journey, I’ve just following the lead of people like my Auntie Freda.
Auntie… Trust me. You’ve taught me well. I’m just using it now!!!
It’s a difficult question to even consider, let another to answer: What do YOU desire from the Lord?!!?
I mean… help me out here, What do you all desire from the Lord? What types of things are you praying for?
Friends, this has been a tragic time for us all as we have endured many combinations of stress that could not be accounted for in advance. While I do not know how you are sustaining yourselves and your commitments during this time, I do know this quick prayer will bring comfort to your chaos. Enjoy
To all that is chaotic
let there come silence.
Let there be
of the clamoring,
of the voices that
have laid their claim
that have made their
home in you,
that go with you
even to the
but will not
let you rest,
will not let you
hear your life
or feel the grace
that fashioned you.
Let what distracts you
Let what divides you
Let there come an end
to what diminishes
and let depart
all that keeps you
in its cage.
Let there be
into the quiet
that lies beneath
where you find
you did not think
and see what shimmers
within the storm.
~ Jan Richardson, paintedprayerbook.com
I attended a protest this past Saturday at the direction of my field education supervisor. Although I was more than happy to attend a protest previously, Spirit directed me against it.
In all wisdom, I needed to spiritually distance myself from the happenings.
I have wrestled through experiencing my emotions during this state of unrest. I have equally wrestled with what my embodied participation looks like. I cannot say that I have found an answer to the questions that have come up, yet I am sure that my participation in the protest provided an opportunity for me to exhale just a little more.
Background is warranted before I proceed….
One aspect of this opportunity is the request to submit a journal entry to the school regarding my experiences each week. I’ll be sharing those via this blog as well. If I censor portions, I’ll let you know, but I plan to share with you my full truths. Enjoy that! I can’t always share, and won’t always be allowed to. Ask whatever questions you have as a result. Here goes…
In case you missed it…
I went LIVE on Facebook to share with you all the things that I’ve been doing. Most of you are reading and following along, yet you may have missed the point of this all. If you’ve started on the blog, by now, I guess you understand the fact that I’ve relocated. Everything else could be quite blurry, SO!
I visited the Smallest Church in America. I thought this very appropriate considering the journey I am on. Making sense of it all means honoring the expectations of my first church… myself. I must embody fruitful righteousness with(in) me prior to extending that goal and lifestyle to others.
I moved to a space in life where I must find benefit in the casual things… in the breath-taking, time-extending benefits of the journey that God has placed me on.
Years before when I had faced similar tragedies alone, I always found comfort in my suffrage through prayer. Upon arrival back in this space again… well not really arriving, I had been here for years now… back at it again and my passion was dying out of me quickly. I knew no other recourse of action than prayer, so I set out on a journey that frightened me immensely. I took a path that I knew was sure to get me out of my tragedy despite the turmoil of it all. I took a special course of action that I knew came with guaranteed results. Though I did not know what the results would be, I knew I would be happier finding myself over on that side of life versus remaining stuck in the smut I was already in. So! I tried.