It’s my second twenty-first birthday. I’m a whole lifetime away from the girl who sat drinking woowoos at the Chili‘s in Manassas the first time around. Four years later I would be exhausted from my sin-soaked lifestyle and I’d move to Richmond to pursue a God-centered life. Surprisingly, I discovered Christian Angela was still a…
Tag: purpose
This Appointment
This past year and a half has taught me some things. Mostly that human nature hasn’t changed much. But also that God is faithful and good even when the world is basically a dumpster fire. I think a valid word for many over the last eighteen months would be “disappointment.” I can personally relate to…
FNLY HPY
On our drive down to Gatlinburg last Friday the license plate on a little red car in the next lane caught my eye. It read “FNLY HPY”. As we accelerated past, I glanced over at the driver; a sixty-something woman with shortly-cropped gray hair and dark-rimmed rectangular glasses. For some reason I expected the owner…
You Called?
Has anyone ever asked you the question, “If you were a millionaire and never had to work again, what would you do?” Whatever you answered: “Fixing cars,” or “Starting a non-profit to help underprivileged carrot farmers,” or “Lay on a yacht all day drinking champagne,” was supposed to be your true calling. A few months…
Queen Angetifah
One of my friends used to call me a 40 year old black woman (I was 25) because I wore big hoop earrings and drove around in my Mitsubishi Galant grooving to Al Green and Johnny Taylor and Curtis Mayfield (sorry, just reminiscing here). I loved the music. I still do but I mostly listen…
If There Was No Light, They Couldn’t Throw Shade
I have never been so ready for Jesus to come back. Our culture is one where we fight for the “right” to exterminate our own children from our bodies. The enlightened among us let our children pick their gender, take irreversible hormone “therapy” and go in for elective surgery to butcher their bodies; all in…
Life and Laundry in Glen Allen
Something I have been terrified of for most of my adult life has become a reality. I’m married and parenting in the suburbs. Please send help. I grew up in the suburbs of Northern Virginia, and I hated it. Everyone seemed to live life on repeat: work, school, homework, tv, wash the cars, mow the…
The Offended Generation
America. Land of the free and home of the brave. Or is it land of the triggered and home of the perpetually offended? I’m not so sure these days. Ok, ok, before you go get your sensory suit, hear me out. I truly detest hurting people’s feelings. As Christians, we should always love the person…
My God Story
Guys. I have NEVER had it all together. Not before I was a Christian, and not since becoming one. I fall short every day. But if God can take the mess I was, the girl who thought she had zero value, then he can do the same for you. The amazing thing is, he longs…
What a Character!
In twelve years she will be an adult. The same girl who told me last night she didn’t feed the cat because her ears weren’t working when I asked her. It’s crazy to think about. On one hand, it feels like we have so much time left with her. She’s still finishing out her kindergarten…
Living Well 