Husband Quality Checklist

I’ve been waiting faithfully on the Lord because He has always been faithful to me. I’m in search of my husband, a man meant for me. I’ve outgrown the “keeping it casual” or “he’s just my boyfriend” era. I’m ready for my husband. After my past experiences, I’ve come to understand the qualities I seek …

For Shelter and Peace

Years ago, when I discovered that my ‘steady’ boyfriend, the father of my youngest son, was having an ongoing affair, I felt shattered. With little family support, my in-home daycare business shut down, and the belief that he wanted the best for us as a family, I was blindsided. I quickly realized how wrong I …

He Must Have A Generous Heart

40 years ago:I wanted a husband who radiated warmth and strength. His broad shoulders would make me feel safe, his gentle smile brightening my days. He would grill in the backyard with ease, the scent of food filling the air, while the sun bounced off his skin, highlighting his love for the simple things. When …

Looks Like Rain

Rain clouds have moved in, the weekend’s here, and so is the Rodeo. You can already smell the mix of sweat, dirt, bulls, and, well, some good ol’ bullshit. It’s that time when the town gathers—drinks in hand, gossip in full swing, kids mutton-busting, and everyone just staying connected. But today, I’m not feeling it. …

The Old Me

The old me, before I was born again, would have been jealous. Seeing a couple eating dinner together or shopping would have made me envious. They had a closeness I didn’t have. But now, I have Christ. The old me would have been worried. Seeing someone with the same talents as me, with family and …

I Don’t Care

These days, everyone seems to have an opinion about everything, and they’re not shy about sharing it. It can get pretty tiring, especially when people argue over things that don’t matter much to me. Social media feels like a giant spittoon for negativity. People come together to share their thoughts, but when they don’t agree …

She was a Sister…

I loved her.She was a handful of trouble.She was a gift of love.Many people looked right through her,like she was invisible.But I saw her,and she was beautiful.She made me laugh,and some daysI just wanted to hug her.She wore me out,and some daysI wanted to push her away.But I always kept my door open for her.I …