The Black is Beautiful movement is about more than symbols of power and beauty—about more than African-Americans’ diverse complexions, facial features, hairstyles, and cultural consciousness in a multi-cultural society. Black is Beautiful, as a concept, is about how being beautiful is natural to African-Americans’ souls.
Sometimes moodiness is normal behavior. For sure, not all mood swings mean someone has bipolar disorder. If there is always something going on that can account for a person’s shifting mood, then it is likely that he or she doesn’t have bipolar.
The One who has Supreme Authority over the entire universe sits on His Heavenly Throne. So, on Election Day, we registered voters who haven’t already participated in Early Voting should vote for the party or candidate of our choice, knowing and believing that—if we are believers in Christ—our God is the One Who is in control.
Oh, the hypocrisy of it all—believers in Christ who declare they believe in all Scriptures, yet when they are challenged to prove it – crickets.
There is more than one way to say LOVE. The Greeks had at least eight different ways to say love, and those eight words are as follows: Agápe, Éros, Ludus, Mania, Philautia, Philía, Pragma, and Storgē.
Death and life have taught me that child-loss is unthinkable, and they have taught me that anguish is inescapable. Additionally, death and life have taught me that grief has no expiration date. As a result, the separation I have yet to bounce back from is the ultimate untimely farewell (Ade’s death), which was the last separation Ade and I would have.
To worldly people, a life that is filled with money, possessions, family, friends, fame, and so forth is a rich life. To Father God, the rich life is one that is filled with Him—His Blessings, which are as follows: His Presence (Shekinah Glory), His Love, His Grace, His Mercy, His Forgiveness, His Kingdom, His Son, His Spiritual Gifts, and so forth.
The Holy Spirit seals believers in Christ. Father God allows the Holy Spirit to seal Christ’s followers so that they can feel safe and secure in God’s Love, Power, and Promises. This sealing accomplishes Father God’s sign, sealed, and delivered spiritual objectives.
But God . . . these two little words always encourage me. They always lift me up. They also always remind me of God’s Mercy and Grace, because they always point to the Good News that follows them.
Who would have thought that writing about the times I was aversely separated from my oldest son—and about the inescapable nonstop grief I have felt since I lost him—would turn into a labor of love? I never thought the day would come when this therapeutic exercise would become my approved for production memoir.