Friday, August 27th, 2010 at
3:17 am
It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything. It wasn’t deliberate… it was just I didn’t have anything that I thought needed to be said. Oh, and there’s also me being busy with my job, church, marriage, Speedsuit Powers novel and a baby on the way. And I just returned from a 10 day trip in Ghana, West Africa and spent over a week being sick. That gives a person a lot of time to think about life -although I think it may be impossible to think clearly while congested 
Monday, October 20th, 2008 at
8:00 am
“DESTINY IS WAITING ON US” (formerly posted on February 6, 2008)
My Writing Accountability Partner, Tisha Y. Lewis, spoke these words to me after hearing about my speaking opportunity at Bethune-Cookman University in January ’07: I was able to dialogue with Communication and Theater Arts students about linking their experience with opportunities while sharing from my book, Transition: Breaking Through the Barriers. This was an exciting and uncomfortable time: exciting because speaking here was one of my dreams; uncomfortable because I had never done it before. Yet through the mixed emotions, there was fulfillment!
“Destiny is waiting on us.” This phrase is fascinating, yet unnerving because destiny is often thought of as something we wait on. But similar to the scientific discovery that light is both particle and a wave; perhaps we too will realize that destiny is both given and received.
Sunday, October 19th, 2008 at
4:27 pm
What Dreams live inside of you?
(Posted October 29, 2007)
As I walked into my place of employment and waited for the elevator… hesitation overtook me as the dreams that live inside of me suddenly swelled up in my mind. Where did this come from? “…Lord is it possible?” Everything seemed so far fetched from where I stood - almost too fantastic to ever come to pass. And what made it worse was that I was becoming afraid to believe them.
Saturday, June 14th, 2008 at
7:10 pm
This is my greatest struggle in life… to overcome mediocrity.
I feel myself constantly at the window of opportunity… able to look out but unable to fully break through.
On the other side of that window is an existence I have imagined my whole life - every day - every breath - every heartbeat…
Even now as I write - tears fall from my eyes because I know the desire is strong to be free.
