Well lets see...I have been a member of Emmanuel Tabernacle Baptist Church of Apostolic Faith for a few months and I can honestly say that I enjoy being a member. I enjoy being able to come to church and fellowshipping with my brothers and sisters in Christ. It is something that had been lacking in my previous church.
I have two brothers whom I love with all my heart. My brothers along with their children are my life. I would give my left arm for them...My mother passed away almost 3 years ago but it feels as if it happened yesterday. I believe that continuing with my life after her death is my testimony. Why do I say that? Because I used to think that I would not be able to go on if she died. I was angry at her for leaving and at God for taking her away. Most people may not admit to that but I take full responsibility for it. In a sense I walked away from God the moment we buried her. It took me about a year to come to the realization and for God to show me that He was there for me. That in those moments when we cannot fathom how to go on He is there. And that is when the AHA moment occurred. The oh I get it. And where was I when I finally got it? At Emmanual during a Sunday worship service. And it just seems like God has continued to bless me since I became a member. I know that my mother would be proud of what I have accomplished but I know that I will see her again one day.
So as you can see I am a smart, articulate woman. I take pride in everything that I do because its a reflection of who I am and of whose I am. I am single and one day I will meet my Mr. Right, not Mr. Right now. 


Writing is my passion although I don't nearly do enough of it since I do not have the time. I would like to share something with my family in Christ:

Undeniably. Unmistakenably Holy.
I lift my hands in praise.
I bow to give Him reverence.
His presence in my life
absolutely necessary.
My hardship. His pain.
How to equate one with the other?
How do I reconcile my sin to His sacrifice?
How do I contemplate
   His awesome ability to love?

How do I?
How can I? Me?
The unworthy woman who falls from grace on a daily basis.
The one who was angry and seek His guidance I did not.
The one with so many questions,
but somehow never the right one.
My God why did you take her from me?
So much anger. So much hurt.
So much pain.
In the recesses of my soul I hear,
   My child, My child your pain I feel. But she belonged to Me.
Serve me she did.
Her reward has been given.
How awesome His ability to heal.
To mend my broken heart.
How magnificent and holy He is.
Undeniably. Unmistakenably.
Christ my Savior.

I lift my hands to give Him praise.
I bend my knees to humble myself to him.
His presence n my life a given.
His sacrifice for me is written.
I give him the highest praise.
   Hallelujah.