My Toy Story

My Toy Story: Love, Growth, and Glory

In life, Jesus told us we would have tribulations — but to be of good cheer, because He has already overcome the world. We all have our share of heartbreaks, disappointments, and mistakes, yet somewhere inside each of us lives the memory of a time when life was simple — when our greatest joy came from something as small as a favorite toy.

As children, those toys were everything. They gave us comfort, companionship, and imagination. But as we grow up, we start exchanging toys for people. We trade make-believe stories for relationships, hoping that love will last forever. And sometimes, our heartbreak becomes someone else’s heartbeat — we become the one discarded, while someone else becomes the treasure.

I want to encourage you today: create your own Toy Story. Remember why your person was once your favorite. In the “Toy Story” movies, we see the beauty of loyalty, friendship, and growth — themes we often forget as adults. Woody didn’t always have it easy, and Buzz sometimes forgot who he was, but they always found their way back to their purpose — and to each other. There’s a lesson in that for us.

When we stand at the altar and make a vow “till death do us part,” we’re promising that no matter what comes or goes, for better or for worse, we won’t quit. Jesus said, “There is no greater love than this — that a man lay down his life for his friend.” That’s the kind of love that refuses to discard what’s been entrusted to it.

You are your partner’s favorite. You can see what they can’t see, and that’s what makes your love powerful. You choose to grow together so you never outgrow each other. You put away childish things — not the joy, not the laughter, but the immaturity that stops growth — and you begin to think, love, and forgive with a renewed mind.

Marriage is about covering each other’s blind spots, protecting one another in prayer, and keeping your covenant guarded from the enemy’s attacks. It’s about making sure your partner feels seen, valued, and honored — never like an afterthought. You challenge each other to grow in faith and reach new depths in God together.

You never agree with the lies of Hell about who they are or who they can become. Instead, you become a mirror that reflects God’s truth back to them — even when they forget it. If they’re struggling, help them overcome. If they’re weary, remind them that love never fails.

Don’t let fear of divorce hang over your marriage like a threat. Instead, let joy and grace flood your union. Jesus endured the cross because of the joy set before Him. That’s the kind of joy that holds you steady when life gets hard. That’s the joy that helps you find laughter again — even after tears.

And that joy is captured in my personal reflection — “My Toy Story.”

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My Toy Story

Take me to Infinity and beyond and I’ll always make sure your BUZZ stays LIT,

I’ll be the one reminding you we can’t quit,

You’ll always know you’ve got a friend in me,

and you will never lose your sight and can’t see,

See,

You’ll never outgrow me and not want to play,

I’ll always be your favorite boo not your toy,

Because you will be my man and not my boy,

Your name will be tattooed on my heart and not my shoe,

I’ll pull your heart string and let you know you got a snake in your boot,

stay away from her because she’s cute.

And when others walk in the room,

I won’t be consumed,

and lay down and pretend like I don’t know what to do,

and no matter who comes or goes,

God knows,

I’ll fix that tear in your arm so you can reach,

and

You’ll never sit on the shelf next to donkey while I preach,

I’ll be the one you can ride,

with and always by your side,

See we will always get past that monkey,

Cause there is no day,

I pray,

That could make us not care,

Or be able to bear,

Or ever keep us from getting free,

We will always have our own toy story,

and everyday we will find another way to reveal His glory,

and nobody will ever be able to steal your voice,

because I’ll be the one guarding you and we will never get a divorce,

never placed in a bag and given away,

because I outgrew you on any given day,

because I’m going to get a man not a boy,

and this will be our story,

and God will always get the glory.

Coloring outside the lines

Coloring Outside the Lines: Lessons on Love, Faith, and Growth

This past year, I’ve learned so much a relationship podcast. Every episode challenged me to look deeper — not just at relationships, but at the way our culture has shaped what we believe about love, success, and worth.

Culture teaches us that we must have a certain amount of money, a master’s degree, or even a PhD before we’re “ready.” We’re told we need to be completely healed, date for a specific length of time, or marry someone “high value.” And once we finally get that person, we discard them like a picture we colored outside the lines — messy, imperfect, not worth keeping.

We are failing in relationships while thriving in careers that don’t fulfill us. We are fighting for political causes that have nothing to do with the heart of heaven. We invest in everything — careers, possessions, image — but forget to invest in ourselves and in each other.

It’s time to grow again. To stop chasing the world’s version of perfect and start fighting for what truly matters — our faith, our legacy, and our families. Because in the end, souls are the only thing you can take to heaven with you.

When I was a little girl, I was the youngest of four. My siblings had already gone to kindergarten, already learned the basics — how to color inside the lines. I used to sit and watch my sister, just a year older than me, amazed at how neatly she stayed inside the lines. I couldn’t wait to learn how to do that.

But as I’ve grown older, I’ve learned that to survive — and to thrive — in love and relationships, sometimes you have to color outside the lines.

The “American dream” once meant marrying young, having children after the wedding, and building a life that looked neat and proper. But times have changed. Now, both parents often work full-time, kids spend 10–12 hours a day in daycare, and everyone comes home exhausted, starting the cycle all over again.

Some women today have settled for sharing a man, convincing themselves that a piece of him is better than none at all. Others have given up altogether. Our families and our faith are starting to look like pictures we colored outside the lines — smudged, messy, and misunderstood.

But here’s the truth: your journey doesn’t have to look like anyone else’s.

Whether you date or don’t, marry early or late, meet someone online or through divine timing — it’s your story. Maybe God has you on preserve, like Esther, waiting for the right season to enter the king’s presence. Maybe your love story will be arranged by God, like Abraham did for Isaac. Don’t let culture cancel your values or kingdom principles.

Everyone has a different coloring book with a unique picture inside. The colors you choose, the timing, the shape of your lines — that’s between you and God.

One of my favorite love stories is Jacob and Rachel. Jacob loved Rachel so much that he worked fourteen years for her. Fourteen years! He was tricked, humiliated, and delayed, yet he stayed committed. Today, culture might call that being a “simp” — but Jacob’s love was steadfast. He wasn’t foolish; he was faithful. That’s what real love looks like — coloring outside the lines of what’s popular to live out what’s eternal.

So, here’s what I’ve learned:

Let God draw your picture.

Let Him choose your colors.

And when your story doesn’t look like everyone else’s — when people say you’ve colored outside the lines — smile.

Because sometimes the most beautiful pictures are the ones that don’t fit inside anyone’s box.

Your love story doesn’t have to look perfect to be purposeful.

Keep growing, keep believing, and keep coloring — even if it’s outside the lines.

Whether you date or don’t, marry early or late, meet someone online or through divine timing — it’s your story. Maybe God has you on preserve, like Esther, waiting for the right season to enter the king’s presence. Maybe your love story will be arranged by God, like Abraham did for Isaac. Don’t let culture cancel your values or kingdom principles.

Pursue, overtake and recover all

“Pursue, Overtake, and Recover All”

King David took all the men to fight and left the women and children unprotected. While they were out fighting one battle, the real war came from another direction. The Amalekites invaded Ziklag, burned it to the ground, and took their wives, sons, and daughters captive.

Have you ever been there?

You were doing everything you knew to do—fighting, working, showing up, trying to hold it all together—and somehow, the enemy still came in to steal, kill, and destroy. You weren’t being careless; you were being faithful. But while you were fighting on one front, another one opened behind you.

Maybe this isn’t about King David to you. Maybe it’s about you.

You’re that man who’s been fighting for your family. You were working two jobs, doing your best to make ends meet. You were trying to go back to school, to build a better life, but somewhere along the way, your wife left because it still wasn’t enough. You were fighting so hard physically that when it came time to fight emotionally, you were tired. You didn’t have the strength to save that marriage. And now, it feels like everything you built is in ashes.

But hear me: God is not done with you.

David and his men wept until they could weep no more. Everything they loved was gone. But when David stopped crying, he inquired of the Lord. That’s the turning point. When you stop rehearsing what was lost and start asking God what to do next, that’s when recovery begins.

God told David, “Pursue, for you shall surely overtake them and without fail recover all.”

I believe God is saying the same thing to you today: Go get your family. Go get your purpose. Go get what the enemy stole.

For some of you, it’s not too late. God specializes in restoration. He can rebuild love out of ashes. He can breathe life into what you thought was dead. If you’re willing to seek His face and follow His strategy, He’ll go before you and help you fight a battle you were never meant to lose.

For others, this is your call to believe again. Don’t give up on love just because the last relationship didn’t work out. Don’t bury the dream of family because you’ve been disappointed. The next time, it won’t be about survival—it’ll be about divine connection, covenant, and healing.

God has gone before you into the enemy’s camp. You’re not just chasing what you lost; you’re stepping into what’s next.

So, rise up, man of God. Strengthen yourself in the Lord. Seek His face. Get the strategy. Then pursue, overtake, and recover all.

Because the truth is—you will recover all.

Just like David did.

And just like God is preparing you to do.

Now go. Ready. Set. Pursue.

More than Mr. Incredible

The Incredibles: Learning to Be Both

The Incredibles is one of my favorite animated movies—not just because it’s fun or nostalgic, but because it’s full of revelation. It’s more than a kid’s movie; it’s a family movie, packed with lessons about purpose, balance, and identity. Bob and Helen Parr, known to the world as Mr. Incredible and Elastigirl, live ordinary lives on the surface, while secretly carrying the weight of extraordinary purpose. And truthfully, I see so many of us in them.

We are all superheroes in disguise—those who love the Lord and are called according to His purpose. We were sent to this earth on assignment, to respond to a divine emergency. Before time began, before you were knit together in your mother’s womb, the Father already knew the crisis you’d be called to solve. You were sent as the answer. Yet here you are, clocking in at a 9-to-5 job, running a business, taking care of your family, and wondering, “Is this it? Is there more?” You sense the greatness inside of you, but the routines of everyday life sometimes make you feel hidden, unfulfilled, or misunderstood.

Sometimes you might feel like Bob Parr. He loved his family, but part of him resented that they seemed to hold him back from his dreams. I’ll never forget the day I asked my ex-late husband, “What if your calling is to be a great father and husband?” He looked at me and said, “I’m bigger than that.” He dreamed of being a famous musician—and in his pursuit of greatness, he missed the true greatness right in front of him.

Bob, you don’t have to choose between your family and your purpose. You can have both. You can love your family and save the world. The tension isn’t a punishment—it’s the process. I remember when I was younger in the Lord, receiving prophetic words about the great things God would do through me. I was on fire, ready to be on the frontlines for the Kingdom. But the Lord whispered something that changed everything: “If you’re not willing to lay your life down for your family first, you’ll never be ready to lay it down for My purposes.” That was how He gave me my “superpowers”—through surrender, not spotlight.

One of my favorite scenes in The Incredibles is their wedding day. Bob and Helen are literally saving the world, and she warns him not to be late. He insists he still has time. But he ends up late—classic Bob. When they finally marry, Helen lovingly but firmly tells him that if their marriage is going to work, he has to be more than Mr. Incredible. He can’t just be the hero to the world—he has to show up as the husband and father his family needs.

That scene still preaches to me. Because truthfully, many of us suffer from what’s called imposter syndrome. We perform well externally, but internally we battle feelings of inadequacy. We show up as “Mr. or Mrs. Incredible” to everyone else, but behind closed doors, we struggle. The world sees our strength, but we often feel weak and unsure of ourselves. Bob was Mr. Incredible to the world, but just Bob at home—and that imbalance nearly cost him everything.

To every “Bob” out there: you don’t have to stop being incredible to be a husband and father. You just need to learn how to be both. And to every “Helen”: you don’t have to stop being strong to love and submit; you just need to be flexible like Elastigirl. God will bring harmony when both are willing to grow, bend, and yield to His will.

Be encouraged. Fear not. It’s okay to be both—ordinary and extraordinary, hidden and heroic. You are still incredible.

Bonnie and Clyde sanctified

“Ride Until the Wheels Fall Off” — My Bonnie & Clyde Revelation

Bonnie and Clyde were outlaws — straight-up gangsters who didn’t care what anyone thought. They lived loud, bold, and unafraid. The media glorified them, turning them into legends of rebellion. Now don’t get me wrong — I don’t admire their crimes or the chaos they caused. But if I’m honest, I can’t help but respect the fact that they weren’t punks. They moved with conviction. They did what they did with their whole hearts.

In a world full of people playing it safe, settling for halfway living, and calling it faith — they stood out because they gave everything. They were all in, for better or worse. They rode together, and they died together, in their choices. It wasn’t easy to catch them because when two people are fully locked in — even in failure — they become a force that’s hard to break.

Bonnie and Clyde proved something powerful, even in their downfall: they showed what two people could do when they were in unity. When two agree — whether for good or for evil — that agreement creates power. They had the world on edge, wondering, “What are they going to do next?” They moved as one, and even in failure, their story echoed through generations.

But what if that same loyalty, that same ride-or-die energy, that same unstoppable unity — was directed toward the Kingdom of God? Imagine what Bonnie and Clyde could’ve done if their mission was fueled by Christ instead of crime. They were a force to be reckoned with, but they were on the wrong assignment.

God is still writing stories of power, partnership, and purpose — but this time, He’s doing it His way. The Father wants to rewrite the narrative of couples who ride together. He’s looking for Bonnie and Clyde partnerships that are anointed, not outlawed. He’s raising up duos who will rob hell of every soul, every dream, and every destiny it tried to steal. Because when two gather in His name, He shows up in the midst — and nothing can stop them.

There is power in unity. There is strength in divine partnership. God never designed you to ride solo forever; He designed purpose partnerships that reveal His glory. He wants to show the world what success in Him looks like — even through people who came from broken places.

Imagine what happens when a man and a woman decide to go all in for God, with the same passion and loyalty that Bonnie and Clyde had for each other — but this time, covered by grace. The world won’t even be able to keep up. You’ll be unpredictable, unbreakable, and unstoppable — not because of rebellion, but because of revelation.

There’s room at the Cross for every Bonnie and Clyde — for every couple who once ran wild but now runs toward destiny. God is calling you to become criminals to hell — to rob Satan blind of everything he took from your bloodline. Every stolen dream, every broken marriage, every lost opportunity — we’re taking it back.

For those of us who’ve been believing for generational restoration, hear me: God is about to release divine increase. What the enemy meant for evil, God is about to flip into evidence of His glory. The Bonnie and Clyde of this generation won’t end in tragedy — they’ll end in testimony.

So buckle up. Grab your purpose. And let’s ride — not to escape, but to occupy.

We gone ride until the wheels fall off, not for fame, not for fear, but for faith.

Because this time, when they see us coming, they won’t see outlaws — they’ll see overcomers.

Come on and take a ride,

I’ll be your Bonnie and you’ll be my Clyde,

We gone blow up,

Bang, bang, lite em up, we got something for y’all to post about, while drinking your morning cup, 

We gone always give ‘em something talk about,

If it ain’t our getting up, it’s going be our getting out.

We gone always keep em wondering which direction we gone take,

But don’t they know, we gone always keep it 1000, and never be fake,

Bang bang light ‘em up, here we come,

Don’t they know, they ain’t gone never be able to catch us on the run,

Unpredictable, unforgettable, unconventional, 

Unexplainable, unequivocal multidimensional,

Are only a few ways,

On some days,

They will chant to sing our praise.

Long live Bonnie and Clyde, 

Cause we both came to ride and to die, 

And when they see me, they gone see you,

We gone always leave ‘em wondering what we gone do.

We gone always keep it lit,

We gone ride to the wheels fall off and never quit.

Marie's Oscars

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What Is the Purpose of the Oscars?

The Oscars were created to recognize and celebrate all aspects of the film industry and the talented, diverse people who make movies come to life. But when I think about it, our lives are movies too. Each of us walks through different scenes, carrying different scripts, and sharing the screen with people who play major and minor roles in our story.

Some of those people, we “cast” ourselves. Others, God handpicks and places in the story for reasons we may not understand until the credits roll.

Denzel Washington said something powerful at the Grammy Awards this year that his mom once taught him. After being nominated nine times before finally winning, he said, “Man gives you an award, but God gives you your reward.”

That hit me deeply because I don’t want man’s award—I want God’s reward. I believe we should honor the people who have played meaningful roles in our life’s movie. So today, I want to take a moment to do just that—to hand out my own “Oscars” to those who helped shape the story of my life.

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Movie 1: “Overcoming on Broken Pieces” (2000–2005)

This was one of the hardest and holiest seasons of my life. I was broken, but I was also becoming.

My mentor, Prophetess Pamela Jones-Kent, you get the Oscar for Best Spiritual Covering. You prayed for me when my heart was shattered in marriage and reminded me of my “yes” to God. You watched over my soul and trusted that I would never die lost.

Dr. Carolyn Champion, you were my anchor. So many times, I sat in your chair and you reminded me of how much God loved me, how pleased He was with me, and how bright my future still was.

To my dear friend Sophie Williams, who sat with me, ate with me, and helped me rebuild when my credit was destroyed—you get Best Friend in a Crisis.

Herbert Poole, my brother, your worship CDs carried me through that storm.

Valerie G. Lowe, thank you for seeing me beyond my pain.

Apostle John Zartuche, you prophetically announced my exodus and declared my crossing.

And Apostle Donald Garner, like the raven that fed Elijah, your prophetic ministry kept me alive when everything around me was falling apart.

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Movie 2: “Forgive and Forget” (2006–2016)

This was my survival story—the season I learned to stand again after my divorce and as my ex-husband was slowly dying.

Kina Miller, you get Best Supporting Actress. You paid my rent for four months and made sure I could stand on my feet again.

Pastor Jamal Miller, you taught me how to blog and supported my first website.

Dr. Matthew Stevenson III, you get another Oscar for Best Prophetic Covering. You taught me consecration and covered me in prayer through countless transitions.

My late mother, Beverly Bares, thank you for walking the longest mile with me to give me emotional support.

And to Dr. Carolyn Champion and Prophetess Pamela Jones-Kent, thank you for reminding me that God hadn’t forgotten me—that one day, people would fly from all over the world to attend my wedding.

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Movie 3: “Broken and Beautiful” (2016–2020)

This was the season of new beginnings—the moment I started believing again.

Monica Coffey, you get the Oscar for Best Supporting Cousin. You were there when I gave birth to my daughter, and you’ve never left my side.

Katina Daher, thank you for my baby shower and celebrating my miracle.

Rikki Ray, you delayed selling your condo just to give me stability and helped me launch Ruth’s Vineyard.

Dr. Carolyn Champion, your encouragement carried me through my pregnancy—you told me God would turn her father’s heart, and I held on to that word.

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Movie 4: “The Dawning: All Things New” (2020–2023)

This was my resurrection season—when God began to make all things new.

Dr. Matthew Stevenson III, you get the Oscar again for prophetically declaring my season in 2020—you said those who didn’t know me would regret it because of where God was taking me. And you were right.

Monica Coffey, you moved in during the pandemic and supported me and my daughter when the world shut down.

Herbert and Janeen Poole, thank you for helping me transition to Houston—fixing cars, watching my daughter, and just being family.

LeRon and Wendy Bennet, my daughter’s godparents, thank you for your endless love and covering.

Kina Miller, thank you for every financial seed and credit card that carried me through unemployment.

To Dr. Kim Mitchell, Audrey Carter, Rena Bryson, and Sophia Williams—thank you for sowing into my life.

And to Kim Cunningham, you get Best Divine Connection. You found a program that paid my mortgage for eight months and gave me extra funds when I needed it most.

Mother Sharon A. Frazier, my spiritual Naomi, thank you for repositioning me like Ruth and pouring into me daily.

Apostle Donald Garner, thank you again for confirming the next chapter of my story.

And Ingrid Dieudonne, my intercessor and former boss—thank you for believing in my dreams and praying me into my next.

To each of you—thank you for your role, your faith, your love, and your obedience.

May the Lord reward you richly—both now and in eternity.

God is connecting the dots

God Is About to Connect the Dots”

Steve Jobs once said, “You cannot connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward. So, you must trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.”

In his 2005 Stanford University commencement speech, Steve Jobs—CEO of Apple and Pixar—shared some profound truths that shaped his journey. Looking back, he could see how the events that once seemed random, painful, or uncertain were all part of a divine pattern that led him to purpose.

And that’s exactly what God wants you to know right now: He’s about to make it all make sense.

The divorce.

The miscarriage.

The heartbreak.

The move you didn’t plan.

The job you lost.

The “almosts” that left you wondering, “God, why?”

Every one of those dots is about to connect.

Steve shared how he dropped out of Reed College after six months—but hung around for another 18 months before leaving completely. He asked himself, “Why did I drop out?” And his answer started before he was even born.

His biological mother was a young, unwed graduate student who wanted her baby adopted by college graduates. A lawyer and his wife had agreed to adopt him, but at the last minute, they changed their minds—they wanted a girl. His adoptive parents, who were on a waiting list, got a midnight call asking if they wanted a baby boy. Without hesitation, they said yes.

When his biological mother learned that his adoptive father hadn’t graduated from high school and his mother hadn’t graduated from college, she refused to sign the final papers—until they promised that her son would one day go to college.

That was Steve’s start.

So, what was yours?

Were you placed for adoption because your parents were unwed?

Were you an “unexpected” child?

Were you conceived in pain, rejection, or dysfunction?

Were you removed from your home because of neglect or abuse?

No matter how your story began, God is about to connect the dots in your life too.

Seventeen years later, Steve fulfilled that promise and went to college. But after six months, he couldn’t see the value in what he was studying. His working-class parents’ entire savings were being poured into something that didn’t make sense to him. So he walked away.

Looking back, he said that decision was one of the best of his life.

What decisions have you made that didn’t make sense at the time but turned out to be pivotal?

If I had never gone through divorce, I wouldn’t have the ministry of reconciliation God is birthing in me now. My next season, my next assignment, and even my next marriage will reflect what I’ve learned through pain and patience.

Steve began to “drop in” on classes that inspired him. One was calligraphy. He didn’t know why it fascinated him—it just did. Ten years later, that class shaped the beautiful typography of the first Macintosh computer.

If he had never dropped out, he never would’ve dropped in.

Sometimes we need hindsight to see that what felt like rejection was redirection.

Every heartbreak. Every closed door. Every delay.

It was necessary.

So hold on—God is about to connect your dots.

And when He does, you’ll see the big picture was worth every piece.

Press towards the high prize

“The Minimum Requirements of Being Chosen”

When we apply for a job, we’re given a detailed description outlining the expectations. Along with that description come minimum requirements — qualifications that must be met before you can even submit your application. Some opportunities won’t even allow you to apply without meeting those basic standards.

God works the same way. Serving Him comes with minimum requirements.

Romans 12:1–2 says, “I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God, which is your reasonable service.”

Our reasonable service to God starts with our submission — offering Him our whole selves before asking Him for our next assignment. Presenting our bodies isn’t just physical; it’s about posture. It’s about positioning our hearts in obedience, humility, and holiness.

Many are called, but few are chosen. And not because God didn’t call them — but because when He did, they didn’t answer. Some never prepared themselves to be chosen.

I think back to the countless prophetic words I’ve received in my life. Some of them felt so huge that I couldn’t even imagine them coming true. I’d ask, “God, how can this possibly happen through me?” Yet He reminded me — “It’s not you that will make it happen; it’s Me.”

Sometimes, like David, we come from a family or a bloodline that runs from giants. Saul and David’s brothers trembled before Goliath, but David had already faced lions and bears in private before he ever faced a giant in public. God knew that before anyone saw him as king, David had learned to be faithful in the field.

God trusted David with the dream before He gave him the platform.

In my own life, God allowed my heart to be broken in marriage to bring me to my knees. It wasn’t punishment — it was preparation. My pain became the place where I met purpose. He called me to face the Goliaths in my bloodline — fear, rejection, brokenness, and disappointment — not to destroy me, but to deliver me.

What Goliath has God called you to defeat in your family line?

The people who overlooked David — even his father — didn’t disqualify him from God’s calling. You might not be “their” chosen one, but you are His. God knows exactly when to call you out of hiding. He knows the exact moment to say, “Step up to the plate — it’s time.”

David’s obedience in ordinary tasks prepared him for extraordinary purpose. He didn’t think he was too big to serve. He carried bread, not knowing he was walking straight into destiny.

When you’re faithful in small things, God can trust you with greater things.

Maybe you’ve been overlooked. Maybe you’ve been hurt by those who should have helped you. But God saw you. He saw your worship in your pain. He saw you stay humble in humiliation. He saw you kill your lions and bears when no one else clapped. Heaven applauded you.

Now, God is positioning you for your Goliath moment. And this time, you’ll defeat the enemy with his own sword. The very thing that tried to destroy you will become your greatest weapon of victory.

Philippians 3:13–14 says, “Forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”

You’ve pressed through your pain, and now you’re stepping into your prize.

Because the same God who called David from the field is calling you now — from overlooked to chosen, from broken to crowned, from hiding to healed.

Your obedience is the application.

Your submission meets the minimum requirement.

Your “yes” is your qualification.

Forget me not

“The Anointing of Abigail: Speaking to the King in Your Man”

Come close, ladies! Listen Linda… Listen Linda! 👂🏽 I want to tell you a secret Abigail taught me in the Word. Now, when I tell you Abigail was a beast—believe me, she was. Let me give you the hood version, because this story right here deserves it.

So here’s the setup: David and his men were out in them streets, doing their thing, handling business, and basically making sure everybody around was good. They had been out there protecting Nabal’s flocks without even being asked. When the time came for a little reward—some food, some hospitality—David sent his homeboys to go knock on Nabal’s door.

But when they got there, homeboy Nabal got brand new. He was like, “Who is David? And why should I give him anything?” Straight disrespectful. So, the men came back and told David, and David said, “Bet. I got sumpin’ for all the ninjas. I’m about to kill everything that can piss on a wall.”

Now let me pause right here. Ladies, lean in. There’s a lesson in this. Sometimes, the man in your life might be a David—anointed but angry, chosen but challenged, called but triggered. And this is where we have to pray, “Lord, teach me how to talk to the King in that man like Abigail did.”

Because sis didn’t lose her composure. She didn’t match his energy. She matched his purpose. Abigail had emotional intelligence before it was ever trending. David was in full beast mode, but Abigail said, “Let me take a bow.” She interceded for her house when her husband couldn’t, and God brought deliverance swiftly.

Now remember—Abigail was married to a fool. Literally. Nabal’s name meant fool. Sis had to deal with a man who was senseless, selfish, and short-sighted. But she didn’t let that stop her from walking in wisdom. She didn’t let his foolishness pull her out of her femininity.

Let’s read what homegirl told David: she fell before him, bowed herself to the ground, and said, “Upon me, my lord, let this iniquity be.” She took responsibility for something she didn’t even do wrong! She said, “Forgive the trespass of your handmaid. The Lord will make you a sure house because you fight the battles of the Lord.”

Do you see it? She spoke to his destiny, not his emotions. She reminded David of who he was when his anger wanted to make him act like something he wasn’t. Sometimes, God will call you to speak life to the king when the warrior is ready to go to war.

Ladies, that’s not weakness—that’s wisdom. That’s divine strategy. There are moments when God will use your softness as a sword, your humility as a weapon, and your discernment as a shield. Abigail stood in the gap for her entire household, and her obedience shifted the outcome.

David said to her, “Blessed be the Lord who sent you to meet me. Blessed be your advice, and blessed be you.” Whew! Her presentation stopped a massacre.

And before she left, Abigail said something so powerful: “When the Lord deals well with you, remember me.”

She knew the anointing she carried. She knew the seed she just sowed. And sure enough, when Nabal died, David remembered. He went back and made her one of his wives.

So, sis, hear me: your prayers, your posture, and your discernment are not in vain. God has seen how you’ve interceded, how you’ve covered your home, and how you’ve held your peace when everything in you wanted to speak.

May the Lord grant us the anointing of Abigail—to know when to bow, when to speak, and how to touch the king in a man’s soul even when he’s in beast mode. Because one encounter with wisdom can change the entire trajectory of your household.

Forget me not

I reached up far enough this time and I grabbed a star,

I no longer have to wish and wonder where you are, 

You are right here in my face,

In my embrace, 

in the water that I drink,

In the thoughts that I think,

In the moments that make me stretch deeper,

In the steps that I take that are steeper,

In the air that I exhale, 

In the moments I will prevail,

Against everything that could ever stand in our way,

For I have already leaped over walls and ran through troops,

To fight for a love like yours that has me in loops,

Of forget me nots. 

God is calling us to be stripped

The Stripped Life: Naked and Unashamed

Leonard Ravenhill once said, “Everyone wants to be clothed with power, but no one wants to be stripped of self.”

That statement pierced me because it’s the truth of this walk with God. We all want His anointing, His glory, His favor — but few want to go through the process that requires being stripped.

Now, I know some of you may be saying, “Marie, how can you possibly equate a stripper with a calling from God?” But stay with me for a moment.

By the world’s definition, a stripper is someone who earns money by taking off their clothes — slowly, intimately, piece by piece — exposing what’s underneath for a reward.

When I was a young college student, struggling with a newborn and no financial support, I knew that kind of stripping up close. I had relatives who danced in clubs. One day, I didn’t even have money for pampers. I remember humbling myself and asking one of them for a few dollars just so I could buy diapers for my son. She said, “No, but I’ll get you a show with us.”

My answer was immediate — No.

Something in me knew that was not the path God had for me. I didn’t have all the answers, but I knew there had to be another way. I stayed in school, even when it was hard. I figured things out when I didn’t have much help. And though I didn’t become a stripper then, little did I know that one day, God Himself would call me to be one — just not the kind the world recognizes.

You see, in the Kingdom, God is calling His people to be stripped — not for shame, but for restoration.

In Genesis 2:25, it says, “And the man and his wife were both naked and were not ashamed.”

God never intended for us to live hidden behind fear, pride, or masks. He wants us naked and unashamed before Him — vulnerable, transparent, and real. From the time I was young, I’ve always been an open book. I didn’t understand it then, but transparency was my spiritual DNA. It’s what God has used to heal me and to help others.

Being stripped in the Kingdom means allowing God to take off every false layer — the bitterness, the anger, the envy, the mistrust, the fear, the pride, the pain. It means exposing what’s underneath, not to be humiliated, but to be healed.

Adam and Eve covered themselves with fig leaves after they sinned, hiding from the presence of God. And so do we. We hide behind achievements, relationships, busyness, and even ministry. But God is calling us back to the garden — to the place of nakedness and unashamed intimacy.

When you strip yourself before God, He can clothe you with His power. When you are willing to be vulnerable, He can trust you with greater responsibility. When you allow Him to see your scars, He can make you a testimony of healing and grace.

So yes, God has called me to be a stripper — one who takes off every layer that doesn’t look like Him. And He’s calling you too. Will you let Him strip away everything that’s hiding the true you? Will you let Him uncover what’s been buried beneath shame so He can clothe you in His glory?

God is raising a generation of people who will live naked and unashamed — transparent in love, vulnerable in truth, and powerful in spirit. It’s time to be stripped so that you can be clothed in His power.

Love will make you take a quantum leap

When Elisabeth came in contact with Mary while she was pregnant with Jesus, the Word says in Luke 1:41-42:

“And it came to pass, when Elisabeth heard the salutation of Mary, the babe leaped in her womb; and Elisabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit; and she lifted up her voice with a loud cry, and said, Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.”

Wait a minute—this is Mary’s cousin. This is not the first time she has met Elisabeth, but this is the first time she’s encountering Mary carrying the Word of God made flesh. Elisabeth didn’t just meet her cousin that day—she had an encounter with the Lord Himself inside of Mary’s womb.

When God brings your Mary into your life, honor what is inside of her. Because when you honor what Heaven has placed in someone else, you gain access to what may still be hidden to others.

We are all called to be living epistles—read by men. And when you step into deeper intimacy with God, He begins to plant something divine inside of you. That vision, that dream, that promise—it’s Heaven’s seed. And when others encounter you, they will experience the overflow of what you carry.

Elisabeth had waited a long time to conceive. She knew what it was to be barren, to believe, to cry, and to hope again. And now—six months into her pregnancy—she meets Mary, a young woman carrying the promise of the ages. Maybe you’ve been in that waiting season too. You’ve been praying for that baby, that business, that ministry, that spouse, that breakthrough—and you’ve wondered if God still remembers.

But God is about to bring you into divine connections that make your spirit leap! Like Elisabeth, you’re about to encounter someone who causes what’s inside of you to move. What looked dormant is about to come alive again. Your dream is about to take a quantum leap!

See, what Mary carried was still in seed form. Jesus hadn’t been born. He hadn’t healed the sick, raised the dead, or walked on water. He hadn’t yet gone to the cross, or risen on the third day. But the power of who He was—even in hidden form—was enough to cause Elisabeth’s baby to leap and her spirit to be filled with the Holy Ghost.

Everyone else had to wait until the day of Pentecost to be filled, but Elisabeth was filled before Pentecost even happened—just by being in proximity to what Mary carried! That’s the power of divine encounter.

Elisabeth took a quantum leap because she honored what Mary was carrying. Don’t mismanage your Mary. Don’t dismiss what God is birthing through someone else just because it looks small, young, or not as far along as you. The very thing that looks undeveloped might carry the power to accelerate your destiny.

You may have felt like the exemption in the last season—overlooked, delayed, forgotten—but God is about to make you the exception in this next one. He’s about to reveal what’s been hidden through divine encounters and kingdom connections.

Don’t sell yourself short—or others—when you still see them in seed form. Jesus, even in the womb, was still who He was called to be. Hidden doesn’t mean insignificant. Concealed doesn’t mean canceled.

Look again.

The miracle is already in motion.

Love will make you leap. Honor will cause you to accelerate. Faith will bring the unseen into manifestation.

Get ready, Elisabeth—your Mary is coming. And when she does, what’s inside of you is going to leap into new life, new joy, new strength.

God says it’s not too late.

You’re not behind.

You’re just getting started.

Get ready to take a quantum leap.

Outer Space

If love was a place,

It’d be called outer space,

Cause you got me touching stuff I thought I’d never reach,

You got me believing stuff I never heard preach,

You got me running on the galaxy like it’s a run way,

Taking quantum leaps in my faith playing hop scotch like child’s play,

 On mars,

Seeing stars,

Got me playing the Hokey Pokey 

With love and trust in and out,

Shaking it and turning it all about, 

Got me believing I can hold my breath forever,

cause you keep taking it away,

As long as we are together,

each day.

Got me hanging on the moon, 

dangling with a string like it’s a balloon,

Making me believe I can do, 

things I’ve never done before. 

Falling in love with you.

Got me glowing in the dark,

Sliding down rainbows like I’m playing In the park,

You got me thinking outside the box, ignoring Jack,

taking shots like free throws with planets, back to back, 

Got me sitting  in the clouds thinking I’m taking bubble baths, 

dreaming while busting suds, while busting laughs.

10 X Better

God is about to give you a mate that is 10X better — and yes, it’s possible. You might be asking, How could that even be? But if God did it for Hannah, He can do it for you.

This is not just about getting a better partner — it’s about becoming a 10X better version of yourself. Because when you grow in wisdom, understanding, and knowledge, you attract what you’ve become.

Hannah was a wise woman. She was loved and honored by her husband, Elkanah, yet she carried deep sorrow because she could not bear a child. In 1 Samuel 1:8, her husband asked,

“Hannah, why weepest thou? and why eatest thou not? and why is thy heart grieved? Am not I better to thee than ten sons?”

Elkanah wasn’t being prideful — he was speaking to identity. He was reminding her that her life was more than what she lacked. And still, Hannah’s pain had purpose. Her womb was closed because timing had not yet met purpose.

You may have a successful career, a thriving ministry, or a full life, yet something in you still feels missing. Maybe you have children but no spouse. Maybe you’re married, but the person beside you isn’t yet walking in their full anointing. God wants you to know — He can place an anointing on your mate and make them 10X better for you.

And I can prove it.

Daniel 1:20 says:

“In all matters of wisdom and understanding that the king inquired of them, he found them ten times better than all the magicians and astrologers who were in all his realm.”

When God breathes on something, it multiplies in excellence. His anointing doesn’t just make you good — it makes you 10X better.

Proverbs 24:3–4 reminds us:

“Through wisdom a house is built, and by understanding it is established; by knowledge the rooms are filled with all precious and pleasant riches.”

When we let God build our homes — our marriages, our families, our futures — with wisdom, understanding, and knowledge, He promises to establish them and fill them with good things.

God gave you that desire to be married, and it’s not just about you. It’s about purpose. Hannah wanted a son, but the world needed a prophet. Your longing for partnership isn’t simply personal — it’s prophetic. The world needs what’s locked inside that covenant.

Stay in position. Keep praying. Keep preparing. Because just like Hannah, God is about to remember you.

No matter how long you’ve waited, or how impossible it’s seemed, you are on the brink of a divine turnaround. Your 10X better is not just coming — it’s already been set in motion.

Get ready for the love story that heaven has written just for you. 💖

Poetic Reflection: “You”

You see, with every love letter,

you got to know me better.

God downloaded me into you —

this is intimacy.

See, you see me,

not like them, but like you.

I’m in to you,

because I came out of you.

Now I’m naked and not ashamed,

but you are to blame —

you set me free with the longing of your desire,

fire.

You’re being uploaded into me,

you into me,

this is intimacy.

How are we not yet engaged like a “friendly”?

You got me locked in like a bogey ready to fire like a jet,

locked and loaded.

You unlocked my gift to another level,

this is God-given — no devil.

In to me, intimacy,

see you see me,

not like them, but like you.

“This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.” – Genesis 2:23

I waited

I Waited — And He Wasn’t Late

Have you ever waited for something so long that you started to believe it wasn’t going to happen? Maybe you even gave up because it didn’t turn out the way you dreamed it would.

You were that small child sitting by the window, waiting for a parent who promised to come — but never did.

You poured your heart into a business, only for a partner to betray you and sign the contract without you.

You waited to have a child until marriage, only to hear the doctor say it’s too late.

Or maybe you lost your only child to tragedy — and along with them, your dreams, your laughter, your hope.

You prayed. You fasted. You waited.

And when it didn’t end the way you believed it would, you settled — maybe with other people, maybe with lesser dreams — like the woman at the well who had tried again and again, searching for something that could only be found in Him.

But God wants you to know — it’s not too late.

He’s waiting for you, just like He waited for her.

He wants to address your issue — not to shame you, but to heal you.

He wants to bring you into a new revelation that changes your reality and forever shifts your perspective.

When Jesus met the woman at the well, He asked her for a drink — but what He was really offering her was living water. He said,

“Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again,

but whoever drinks of the water I give will never thirst.

It will become in them a well springing up into everlasting life.” — John 4:13–14

That same well He dug in her heart, He wants to dig in yours.

The well He forms inside of you through worship, surrender, and love becomes a source others can drink from — a well that never runs dry.

God doesn’t want you to stay thirsty.

He’s offering you a drink — not from the world, but from His heart.

He’s even sending someone who will hold your cup with care — and when you drink from that love, you will never thirst again.

I waited.

I waited 6 years,

And Overcame my fears,

I waited like Jack did at the clock,

Like Jesus did when he left his flock,

Waiting for the one.

To return,

While I yearn, 

Make it count for the Son.

The difference is our ship won’t sink,

and I don’t care what they think,

I waited.

 like Jesus did at the well for a drink .

So You will never again thirst, 

He sent me 6 years ahead first,

So I could teach you that sometimes dreams die and bubbles burst.

But don’t cry,

Dry your eyes,

Look to the skies,

Where your help comes from,

Because he saved us a seat not just a crumb.

I waited 

He sent me 6 years first to give you a head start, 

to outsmart,

the enemy.

So I could learn how to run and not fall,

So I could cover you until you learned to crawl.

I waited,

Placated, 

with the promise of your love,

Thinking of, 

how  deeply you will drink from my well,

From the story we will tell,

How he sent me 6 years ahead first,

So you could see,

when you searched for me, 

You would make it through better and for worse.

He made me wait, 

But wasn’t late,

So you would recognize, 

Not by surprise, 

The love 

We shared in eternity,

To infinity. 

We chose then,

That we would always win.

He made me wait 6 years for you,

until you could believe our love is true.

So I like Jesus could prepare a path,

So you would know my humor and laugh,

Like Sarah did, 

When God told them they would have a kid.

I waited

For our promise to live happily ever after

Now our joy is coming in the morning

And

we will live forever in his laughter. 

Better Together

December 26, 2023, seemed like just another ordinary day. I went to the movies in Chicago with my daughter and her godparents to see The Color Purple. But what I didn’t know was that heaven had already scheduled an encounter. A few weeks earlier, I had received a prophetic word from Apostle Donald Garner. He told me that God was going to begin revealing things to me about the cloud of witnesses and the ministry of angels — that heaven would begin to share secrets, and I would begin to speak as God revealed. He asked me, “Has it started yet?” I quietly said, “Yes.” What he didn’t know was that God had been showing me glimpses of heaven for years. But that day, while watching The Color Purple, something in the spirit realm opened.

As I watched, tears streamed down my face. My heart wept for the things I had endured in my previous marriage, and for the deep, generational pain my ancestors carried. I felt the weight of their sorrow and the strength of their survival. Yet, in the middle of my tears, I heard the gentle voice of the Lord whisper: “Your next marriage will be an answered prayer — not just yours, but theirs too.”

I sat there overwhelmed by His love. God was reminding me that He redeems not only our stories, but our bloodlines. He’s the God of generations — the same God who heard the cries of our ancestors and preserved their dreams in us.

As we entered February — Black History Month — my heart was stirred again with the memories of those who fought and bled for freedom, equality, and truth. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream because he had already seen the mountain top — like Abraham, who saw the promise from afar. Has God shown you a dream, too, even when it still feels far away?

Malcolm X’s life was taken while exposing truths that brought my great-grandmother great sorrow. Those wounds ran deep, but so did the call. One of the burdens I carry is to see marriages restored in my family and in the Black community. Because it’s not just a personal mission — it’s generational. The brokenness from the past, including the damage caused by my late great-grandfather Elijah Muhammad’s teachings, left many families shattered. But God is raising up repairers of the breach.

Hebrews 11:39-40 says, “These were all commended for their faith, yet none of them received what had been promised, since God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect.”

We are the better that they never saw. We are the generation called to finish what they started — to rebuild what was torn down. Isaiah 58:12 declares that we shall “raise up the foundations of many generations” and be called “the repairer of the breach.”

How do we begin? By turning our hearts back to God. By humbling ourselves, forgiving, and letting Him heal our families. By ending divorce, loving intentionally, and letting God be the foundation of our homes again.

Our ancestors dreamed of family — of love unbroken and homes unshaken. Though The Color Purple may not have been a true story, it represents a very real truth: they suffered for what we now have the privilege to build. They died dreaming of what we can live — a family free to love, stay, and grow together.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12 says, “Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor.” We are better together. We are the living fulfillment of their dream. And God says, “Get ready — because what’s next is better.”

Our Martial Constitutional

You were intentional,

Declaring your desires,

Being Unconventional,

Writing your marital constitutional,

You, me, and the trinity, 

in order to form a more perfect union,

Taking communion,

 to Establish a new revolution, 

Of relational bliss to debunk chaos and dethrone divorce,

You cried loud and lifted up your voice,

You made a choice,

This will never happen again,

We will win,

We will remain until the end,

until death do us part,

You will have my love and my whole heart,

never abandoned and forsaken,

Let there be no mistaken,

I do love you.

You are my hearts desire,

My fire.

We declared our Justice, our liberty and blessing,

No more guessing,

You are the one. 

We have defeated giants and lived to tell,

We had the audacity to hope for our future

and dug a well, 

we stormed the gates of hell,

walked out of the furnace and the lion dens,

We laid down our lives and have become friends,

We took back generational blessings that were ours, 

We overcame death and open communication and love are our super powers,

Now we are partners in freedom, in love, in faith, in purpose with definition,

We have settled the matter with confirmation, knowing this was a God given position. 

We tore off the roof

Tear the Roof Off — A Faith That Heals and a Love That Jumps”

Sometimes in life, you have to get desperate with God to receive what your heart truly longs for. Desperation isn’t weakness—it’s a signal that you’ve reached the end of yourself and are ready for Heaven’s intervention.

There are moments when we must realize we are the answer to someone’s 911 emergency in the earth, yet life has left us paralyzed—by fear, pain, disappointment, or mistakes. Some of us are emotionally and spiritually crippled, carrying wounds from relationships and family cycles that still haven’t healed. But this is the hour for God to heal us—in our hearts, in our homes, and in our connections.

Sometimes God will send a few people who are determined to get you past the crowd.

What is the crowd? It’s not always people. It can be the crowd of voices in your own mind. The opinions, the doubts, and the words others have spoken that still echo inside your spirit: “You’ll never be enough.” “You don’t qualify.” “You’ll never have that kind of love or success.”

The enemy has drawn invisible lines in the sand of your life—barriers meant to make you believe you’ll never enter certain rooms. But God! He has a way of breaking lids off your destiny and removing ceilings that once limited your view.

Sometimes you must be bold enough to take an unconventional path and declare what God said you could have. If you believe it, He’ll send people to lift you, support you, and carry you into places you couldn’t reach alone—even if they have to tear off the roof to get you there.

Mark 2:3–5 reminds us:

“And they came, bringing to him a paralytic carried by four men. And when they could not get near him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above him, and when they had made an opening, they let down the bed on which the paralytic lay.”

Those four friends refused to let the crowd stop them. They tore the roof off with faith—and God responded with healing.

Do you have people in your life who want to see you whole? If not, pray for them. Because the miracle you’re waiting for may require someone else’s faith to lift you up.

But even if no one helps you—do it blind, do it crippled, do it scared. Just do it. Step out. Tear the roof off with your faith. Some breakthroughs require bold, roof-ripping obedience. You may not know how it will end, but your worship, your faith, and your love will catch your fall.

God is answering your 911 call—and for others, you are the answer.

The Sun will come out Tomorrow

The Sun Will Stand Still for You

God loves us too much to let the enemy steal our prophetic tomorrow. That truth has been echoing in my spirit lately. Sometimes life feels like the enemy has stolen too much — time, opportunities, relationships, even hope. But I want to remind you today that God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. His promises are not fragile. His Word does not expire. He said in Jeremiah 29:11 that He knows the plans He has for us—plans to prosper us, not to harm us, to give us hope and a future. That means even when the night feels long and the battle is fierce, the sun will come out tomorrow.

I think about Joshua standing before God in Joshua 10:12–13. The children of Israel were in battle, and the day was slipping away. The victory wasn’t yet complete, but Joshua had the audacity to ask God to make the sun stand still. And the Word declares that the sun obeyed. It stopped in its tracks until the people of God had finished avenging themselves against their enemies. That moment shows us something profound—God will defy the very laws of nature to make sure you win.

There are times in life when it feels like we’re running out of time—when the sun is setting too fast on our dreams, our relationships, or our faith. But the God who caused the sun to pause for Joshua will pause time for you if that’s what it takes to fulfill His word. You will not lose what God has promised you. The enemy cannot steal your prophetic tomorrow.

In one of my personal reflections, I wrote a poem about God’s love for us—a love so deep and sacred that even creation joined in its rhythm. Heaven sang over us before we ever knew the song. The angels danced and fought battles we couldn’t see, clearing the path for us to walk in destiny. There were seasons of sorrow, seasons of silence, and times we thought the night would never end. But then God spoke, “Let the sun stand still.”

What that means in our lives is powerful. God sometimes hides us in pain so He can reveal His glory. He allows seasons of waiting—not because He’s punishing us, but because He’s preparing us. Just like the dew that falls before the dawn, there’s a refreshing that comes right before breakthrough. When we finally surrender and trust Him, the night ends, and the sun rises again — not just for light, but as a prophetic declaration that we have won.

Maybe you’re in that in-between season right now — the space between warfare and victory. You’ve prayed, fasted, and believed, but it seems like nothing is moving. I want to tell you today, don’t give up. Even if the sun seems to be setting on your dreams, God can make it stand still until the victory is complete. He won’t allow the enemy to close a chapter that He has already written for your good.

The same God who held the sun in the sky for Joshua is holding time for you. He’s holding space for your healing. He’s holding back defeat until your deliverance is fully formed. He’s holding tomorrow in His hands, and when the time is right, He’ll let the sun shine again.

So lift your head, wipe your tears, and stand firm in faith. The night may have felt endless, but dawn is breaking. Your prophetic tomorrow is protected by a faithful God who cannot lie. And if He has to defy the laws of the universe for you to win — He will. The sun will come out tomorrow.

New Wine

When the Wine Runs Out

Sometimes in marriage — or even in love — we run out of wine.

I don’t mean literal wine, but the joy, excitement, intimacy, or connection that once flowed so freely between two people. That “spark” you had in the beginning can start to fade, and you find yourself wondering, “Can this love be restored?”

Maybe you’ve hit a season where the laughter has quieted, the conversations have grown short, or the closeness feels distant. The enemy will whisper that it’s too late — that what was once vibrant can’t be revived. But the truth is, God still turns water into wine.

Let’s go back to a wedding in Cana, where Jesus performed His first miracle (John 2). Mary, His mother, was there — and she noticed that the wine had run out. She turned to Jesus and said, “They have no more wine.” Jesus’ response might seem distant at first: “Woman, why do you involve me? My hour has not yet come.”

But Mary didn’t argue. She simply told the servants, “Do whatever He tells you.”

That’s it right there — the key to restoration.

When we run out of wine in our relationships, it’s not the end of the story. It’s an invitation to bring what’s empty back to the One who can fill it again.

Jesus told the servants to fill the vessels with water — not wine, water. It made no sense in the natural. But obedience is what turns the ordinary into the miraculous. When they obeyed, Jesus transformed the water into wine — and not just any wine. The master of the banquet said, “You have saved the best till now.”

That’s what God wants to do in your relationship. He doesn’t just want to refill what’s been lost — He wants to upgrade it. He wants to take what feels common, cold, or watered-down and transform it into something new, rich, and full of flavor.

Maybe your “wine” is joy, trust, affection, or spiritual intimacy. Maybe you’ve been praying for God to restore what’s been broken or reignite what’s grown still. The miracle happens when you’re willing to do whatever He tells you to do — even when it doesn’t make sense.

Jesus’ first miracle was not in a temple, but at a wedding. That’s intentional. He was showing us that He’s not just the God of salvation — He’s the God of restoration, too. He cares about your covenant, your love, your connection, your home. He’s able to breathe life into what’s gone stale and reveal His glory through it.

If you’re in a season where the “wine” seems gone, don’t lose hope. Take what’s left, bring it to Jesus, and let Him do what only He can. Because the truth is — He saves the best for last.

So, let this be your reminder: It’s not over. What you’ve lost is not beyond God’s reach. Your relationship can still be renewed, your heart can still be healed, and your story can still glorify Him.

There’s new wine waiting.

And this time, it’s better than before. 🍷

New Wine

As a fine bottle of wine,

that has fermented in time,

Is my love,

A drink that has not lost its flavor,

That is a sweet smelling savor,

In spite of,

A taste that must be acquired, 

Filled with warmth, with much to be desired,

A sweetness of NEW juices that are flowing, and growing,

From a new wine,

that is intoxicating enough to cause you to 

ARISE

To new heights,

new sights,

new depths, 

And new breaths. 

Unforgettable

Proverbs 30:31 Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that fears the LORD, she shall be praised.

I want to encourage other women on their journey as you are being prepared for the man of God he is preparing you for. We don’t have to sleep with him to get his attention. We need to focus on getting the Father’s attention and he will get that man’s attention. He didn’t forget me and he didn’t forget you. I came to tell you to stay in a place of rest before the Father and when it’s the right time, the right one will wake you up. Wait on God and allow him to make you Unforgettable.

When you can’t get me out your head,

and I’ve never been in your bed.

Unforgettable.

See your heart betrayed you first,

Like Judas did Jesus,

 And even worse,

You didn’t even get a kiss.

You were brought to a cross,

Abandoned and loss, 

And charged with a crime and the scene was love,

You will never be able to go back to the moment,

I was never thought of,

I will run laps in your head,

reminding your body it’s not dead,

You split my chest and entered a room,

 in my heart only reserved for the bridegroom,

You woke me up and now I’m yours to keep,

 you got me dreaming but I can’t sleep. 

Two…..

Love without Punctuation

Keep Your Eyes on the Lighthouse

Often we experience things in life that feel overwhelming — storms that shake us, relationships that test us, and moments that make us question whether love is still worth believing in. But I’ve learned that every storm carries a greater purpose, one that’s always bigger than us. If you find yourself in the middle of one — or just coming out of it — keep your eyes on the lighthouse.

That light is God’s love guiding you through the darkness, reminding you not to give up. The waves may rage, the winds may howl, but the lighthouse stands unmoved. It represents hope, faith, and the kind of love that endures even when the sea around you is stormy. Allow God to heal what’s been broken and speak peace in the midst of it. He is able. Don’t abandon love just because of the storm. Cross over to the other side and let love — His love — be your light.

In that spirit, I wrote this poem as a reflection of what love looks like when it weathers storms — imperfect, evolving, but anchored by something divine. It’s about the beauty of connection, the rhythm of relationship, and the sacred space where friendship, faith, and love intertwine.

Love without punctuation

Sometimes my love feels like a sentence that runs on,

leaving me with questions of where it begins and where it ends,

I’ve discovered there is no punctuation for it because we are forever friends,

Yet,

it fights for periods where there are commas,

demanding verbs that eliminate dramas,

Leaving places and spaces,

for fill in the blanks,

for laughs and for pranks.

Longing for days together that include prepositions like, on, down, between and behind,

where pronouns are intertwined like our bodies, hearts, souls and mind,

Writing new chapters with adjectives that describe our love in directions,

that cause our lives to be defined by new languages of affections.

Where emotions are not followed by conjunctions like but,

that leave us with clarity and not always asking what,

because our love is able to handle semi colons to join our yesterday and tomorrow,

without sorrow,

strong enough for colons that connect us together never leaving room,

for anything to consume,

Us.

Forever bonded by trust,

in the parenthesis that include (you and me),

and God’s degree.

Ecc 4:9-10 Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falls; for he has no one to help him up.

Heaven's Honor Roll

June 28, 2015, is a day I will never forget. There was another significant event happening that same day, and I had to choose which one I would attend. My heart led me to honor and celebrate a woman who had labored quietly in prayer for many — Pastor Juanita Clay, a true intercessor and a pastor to the Body of Christ.

I was running late and accidentally walked into the wrong church. God must have smiled because that wrong turn was part of the right plan. I quickly redirected myself and found a seat, telling myself I wouldn’t stay long — just long enough to give her my flowers and a card. But God had other plans for me that day. I didn’t know it yet, but I was about to have an encounter with His glory — a glimpse of how it felt to make Heaven’s honor roll.

The first time I had ever been in that church years prior, I remember weeping and asking God not to let my sufferings be in vain. I had honored Him deeply in a season that almost destroyed me — my previous marriage. It was there, in my sorrow, that I learned how to worship from a broken place.

If you’ve ever been faithful, honorable, and it felt like no one saw you — hear me: God has not forgotten. He is not unrighteous to forget your labor of love. He saw every tear, every prayer, every quiet “yes” when you wanted to quit. If we suffer with Him, we will also reign with Him.

That day, as I sat there quietly, Mother Clay entered the room. Right before she did, tears began to pour from my eyes. I whispered, “Lord, it wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

Have you ever done everything you knew to do — prayed, fasted, sowed, stood — and it still didn’t turn out the way you thought it would? That was me.

Then, something unexpected happened. Mother Clay took the microphone and began to honor the leaders in the church. Suddenly, she called my name. I wasn’t on the program, but I was on Heaven’s agenda. I had come to honor her, and God decided to honor me.

She said, “Today would have been Marie’s late ex-husband’s 41st birthday. I want to honor the Christ in you.” She said it multiple times and each time, Gods glory overwhelmed me.

It was thick, tangible — you could feel it in the air. I broke. I didn’t feel that kind of compassion when he was buried. Though our marriage had ended years before, the way I had honored God in it was bigger than the marriage itself. That day, God stamped His seal of approval and said, “I remember how you honor me.”

Then Prophetess Makeba Buford, whom I had never met, ministered prophetically to me. She said God saw me when I walked into the wrong church — that I had made a mistake years ago, but the Lord was putting me back on the right path. She said I was about to have encounters with God like never before. That day was one of them.

God reminded me that He knows exactly where we are. He deals with our root systems — our pain, our losses, our hidden traumas — not to condemn us but to heal us. Jesus came for the broken, not the perfect. If we let Him touch the roots, He’ll heal the fruit.

Jabez prayed, and because he was more honorable than his brothers, God enlarged his territory (1 Chronicles 4:9–10).

Get ready — God is about to do the same for you. You’ve been honorable when it wasn’t easy. And just like Jabez did and me—you’re about to make Heaven’s Honor Roll.