Trust Him with Your Heart

I read a really interesting passage in Streams in the Desert today. I loved it so much because it truly shows how “universally appealing” God is and how we can truly have a personal walk with Him. If you’re not a person who’s intellect gets in the way of you “believing” in the power of…

Not Today

It was Monday morning and I was playing Beat the Clock. That’s just what I do. Even still, I noticed that there was something different as soon as I got on the platform. People seemed to have a bleak look as they looked at their phones. I thought maybe o should have glanced at the…

Love Finds You

He’s got a million dollar smile. Even when he’s sad or disillusioned, he smiles. When he’s happy, his smile comes with a mile a minute story or comes with charm that could sell the Brooklyn Bridge. And only someone that truly knows him would know his pissed off smile. It’s a sort of disbelief kind…

My Pullman Porter

It popped in my mind and instantly I knew it was true. It felt as if it’s been resting in my spirit all along; a hidden gift waiting to be discovered. And for sure it was a God thing. I spoke it, “my grandfather, John R. Watson, was a Pullman Porter and I am a…

Thank You

When there’s nothing in particular I need to say or have on my mind, I find that I can always say — “thank you, Lord for your love and your guidance.”  I’m sitting on the train, looking out the window into the darkness.  And I’m simply thanking Him. 

My Oji’s Beats

His name is Oji Sekou, which means gift bearing warrior. And as I’ve watched him go from baby boy to young adult, we’ve seen the manifestation of his gifts.  Every now and then I click on my son’s ReverbNation page and click on a track. I find that the music he produces is a gift….

The Morning Frost

I open the door and head out for my morning walk, greeted by a layer of frost everywhere. It’s beautiful, but a definite indicator that it’s a hat and gloves kind of morning. As I walked Jaco I watched the frost begin to dissipate. It occurred to me, frost is very much like a cold…

The Light of a Disciple

In loving memory of Jacob Dylan Rivera —  I saw in the open casket, a young man with defined cheek bones; a strong chin line; a handsome close cut and broad shoulders. Yet, in my heart I saw a boxie toddler in a onesie keeping up with his older brothers.  The kind of busy baby…

Lived In

I walked in from work and this candelabra was sitting on the kitchen table, as if it’s been there forever. I put my commuter bag down and changed into my play clothes. I gave the candelabra a second look and started making dinner. My husband came in and asked if I noticed it and liked…

Fresh Eyes

It’s been an exhausting week. I spent last weekend celebrating my 54th birthday with my circle of friends. Late nights; lots of laughs; way too much to drink; a youthful state of mind; no regrets. I’ve spent the week watching my lilies open up; more spectacular by the day. On Friday, I walked through the…

I Heard Him

“I heard him.” That’s what keeps playing in my head. I just feel so thankful that I heard him. Yes, thank you Lord for sparing from my own preoccupation. I heard him. I almost didn’t. In fact, I didn’t at first or I did, but it didn’t break through the clutter of my mind at…

Counting My Blessings

So many beautiful sights along my morning walk. Counting my blessings step by step. Among the greatest of all — the opportunity to embrace another day.  Thank you, Lord. You are awesome!