Feeling compelled to go for a walk with my teenage sister from another mother, Tatum, earlier today we set out for a nearby pond.
“How far away is it,” I whined.
“It’s only about a mile away,” she responded, as if to say, “Stop being lazy.”
For the record, I’m not lazy, I just appreciate rest 
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Since hearing the sincere and profound prayer request of a stranger, “Father, let nothing hinder our love..,” the Holy Spirit has given me a deeper understanding of what Jesus Christ accomplished through His death on the cross… Read More
During a visit to Flint, Michigan, while listening to my Great Uncle Fred Lewis—affectionately known as Uncle Bob—share memories of his childhood, my Grandmother’s older brother shared a story that I hope to relay to my children, and grandchildren. As he sat in his arm chair, which I personally think is to firm and stiff for his elderly frame, he shared how his father, after realizing that his family would never be able to “get ahead” as share croppers in Mississippi, broke the news to “the man”—the white man that owned the farm that he and his family had helped to maintain for years—that he would be leaving the farm:
“He went to the man and said, ‘It take a puppy dog nine days to open his eyes,’”—and with that, my Great Grandfather packed up his large family and traveled north to Michigan to start a new life.
Like my Great Grandfather, as God continues to make me grow, He is opening my eyes…
Today marks the beginning of Passover—and as my journey in Israel nears it’s end, another young man’s journey begins… Read More
In times past, I have professed to myself for what cause, or for whom, I was willing to die…however, today I was reminded for Whose cause it is that I live… Read More
