She changed.



Enough time wasted in fear, timidity, mediocrity, average and self pity
She stood taller, talked louder and didn’t need you to confirm her pretty
She took off the garment of naïve and clothed herself with confidence
She traded her doubt for hope, faith and patience
Life had taught her to pick up the broken pieces and rebuild her castle
She was sure her future would gleam, sparkle and dazzle

She’s not the girl you all knew yesterday
They may look alike in some way
But this kind is revised and exemplified
She has changed!!!!

You won’t find her wiping tears or living in an era of past tenses
Take no offense, this version is here to stay…no pretenses
With a click to her step and a bounce in her walk
Her voice as soft as a dove yet mountains tremble at her mere talk
Watch her thrive, gaze as she will take it all
She is a fighter, she is bold, audacious and rises above standing tall

She’s not the same old thing you barked at yesterday
They may share body but her soul will leave you in shock and dismay
She has been remodeled and reconstructed
She has changed!!!!

She is building ten thousand new doors for all the rusty ones that shut in her face
She runs faster, writes unapologetically, what will stop her pace?
She’s not a conqueror, she’s something more, she’s more than a conqueror
Virtuous, inspirational, capable, victorious, she’s a warrior
Those stones you threw at her, those knives you struck her with
She’s built her castle and armed it with swordmen, guarding it above and beneath

She’s not the chicken that couldn’t fly yesterday
She may still have feathers but these are built to fly night and day
She has learned and no longer needs your seal stating approved
She has changed!

The regale colors are her accessories, she is clothed in purple
With determination and courage she rules because she is able
Her nose button like, her smile graceful, her mind persuaded
She strides towards the platform with a royal scepter in hand, the crowd enchanted
She walked through hell and lived to tell the tale
She marched on coals of fire and didn’t fail
That is her story and acclamation
It needs no further description.

The saddest story ever told💔

Written in my moment of pain, rejection and weakness…but emerging a victor….in that dark of night…Love saved me❤


God is her provider. She brags different.

I don’t know what to say
Its such a high prize to pay
And to pay for what you don’t even understand
My knees are weak, I can not stand
I’ve been dumped again
Its a numbing pain
I gave this the best of me
But they all reject me
Another door shut right in my face
As scandalous as Grace

I don’t know if to say sorry or thank you
I feel used and disposed off… I’m such a fool
In a way I know it will all workout
I want to scream, to yell, to just shout
Who will ever accept me Lord?
No one loves this version O God
Why did you make me so emotional?
Am I a mistake or its intentional?

No matter what I do, its never good enough
I can see their faces as they will soon start to laugh
And what’s worse is thinking all is well when it isn’t
Believing a fairytale that is really non existent
Where are You?
Believing this is it and to just watch it crash in front of you
What’s wrong with me Daddy?
Why can’t I see what they all see Daddy?
Why am I always wrong
If this goes on will I even survive long?

Is this another test Lord?
I need strength… Comfort me with thy stuff and rod
I feel the enemy attempting to devour me once more
Will I be in chains and bondage like before?
Why am I so sensitive and  fearful?
I did everything You said I do, I rested in Your finished work and Your embrace
I loved, I hoped, I believed, I forgave, I stepped into new horizons, I trusted Your grace

Will I ever step out in faith again?
I’m now afraid of more pain
Please Lord save me from myself
Rid me of what’s killing me, take away self
I’m a danger to myself and those around
I’m lost again, won’t I be found?
This is so painful, I feel like such a failure
Who will I trust now? I’m not even sure
I have enough going on already
I can’t even tell between black and white, green or red

You’ve said pride comes before a fall
Does this mean I was prideful
I don’t know how I’ll cope
My faith is wavering and I’m surviving only on hope
I gave my life into this
Help me get through this
Its You and I yet again
Seems like everything I do is in vain
Like I crashed before I could even begin
Precious Spirit of the living God, please step in❤




IFyou can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

Rudyard Kipling.

Faithing it till I can sing about it.

It makes no sense
I’m tempted to feel tense
No directions were given
No instruction manuals even
I’m here just winging it
I’m here risking a fall in that pit

But I’ll faith it till I get a new song.


I'll sing even when the lights go out.

They shut their doors in my face
They gave a verdict without mercy or grace
I thought you wanted this as well
I know in the end it shall be well
But until then what am I to do?
Until that sun shines my way, who do I talk to?

But I’ll faith it till I get a new song.

It really feels hard to even send a praise up
Holding on is harder every day but then I just can’t give up
No one shows you how to run this race
We’re all trying to find our way through the maze
I really don’t know what to do
Lots of questions pacing through and through

But I’ll faith it till I get a new song.



I have no idea what my next move should be
I don’t know how to run anymore, do I give in?
Dear Lord, catch me on heavens wings
Help me get through earth’s things
There is no instruction manual, no alarm gong
But I’ll faith till I get a new song

I give up taking care of me
I quit making my own tea
Be my eyes Lord
Be my feet Lord
Be my hands Lord
Be my strength Lord


Faith it

My faith will be my shield.

Consume the whole lot of me, leave no traces of the old self
Clean up even those parts hiding on that shelf
I don’t have a road map but You are The Way
I’ll lean on you come what may
I really don’t know where to turn to now
I can’t even figure out where, when, what, who and how

But I’ll faith it…till I get a new song.



I was never good enough.

My dress was too short, my hair too colorful, my voice too loud, my opinions too controversial, my dreams too big.
So I left that group of people.


Not enough.

Then my dress was too long, my hair too dull, my voice too soft, my ideas too inside the box and my dreams not impressive at all.
They didn’t like me either.. So I left.

I had to be pitch perfect, there was no room for error, no time for games, no time to play… It was perfection or nothing.
This group consisted of the elite few…I clearly wasn’t welcome.

After going round and round, through and through….I realized I never belonged anywhere… Society had already stumped its seal of rejection on me.
For once in my life.. I didn’t belong.

I locked myself in my room and became my own cheerleader and my own tag team, I was my own best friend and my own audience and my own star.
But after a year of this…. I realized I didn’t even belong to me.

I lay in my room after a performance my conscious rated as “flawless”
I had had enough….enough of people, enough of them and enough of me.
There had to be more….this couldn’t be it?

Then I recalled a story my grandma told me about a being that delighted in me…”you were created for Him, for His will only make sense when you live for Him”, she would repeat.
So I called out to the being, “If you’re real me!”

He was real, He was real…He came and not only helped me but also saved me. He told me things I’d never heard before.
I held on to His hand and wouldn’t let go…He was what I’d been searching for.


Not enough.

He said He loved my ideas, they were there because He had inspired them. He said He loved my voice. He didn’t mind my imperfections and weaknesses because then His grace would be made perfect.

He said I am fearfully and wonderfully made. He told me to only trust Him and no one else. He told me He loved me in my strength and equally in my weaknesses.
He said His grace would change that.


You are enough.

As for my hair, He said He loved the color red. Its why there are red heads….”don’t you think I love them too?”  He asked smiling.
He loved my ideas and He and I would be a tag team.

I accepted that He come into my heart and He made His dwelling within me. He is my guide and my shield. My strength and my strong tower. My light and The Truth. He’s perfect love has driven away my fears.

So now I hear the people who said my dreams were too big, I hear those who despised me based on the length of my dress, I hear those who frowned on my imperfections. They are calling me back.

Do you think I’d return?


All is well.

I almost got served❤

When I say I was horrible and sad
Doesn’t mean I was extremely bad
But you see, that’s the problem
In man’s eyes I wasn’t as sinful as them
But through the eyes of a perfect Lord, I failed terribly
To Him I was as filthy as the guy next door, both of us lowly



My garment was tainted
My hands blood coated
My soul foul smelling
My mind decayed and rotting
I almost got served

I deserved it all, His judgment was after all fair
I looked at the girl in the miracle and was crippled by fear
I knew His ways and system, it was obvious where my path led
I tried to clean my act time and time again, but I failed
It was a vicious cycle of pain, failure, guilt, condemnation and right back to sin
All my efforts proved futile, it was vanity, I couldn’t not win

My garment was tainted
My hands blood coated
My soul foul smelling
My mind decayed and rotting
I almost got served



What a wretch I was, who could look twice at me
I lay there with those tablets already in me
The blade lay beside me covered in blood
My eyes were wailing and consumed in tears flood
My life flashed before my eyes
I had thrown in the towel, I gave up my disguise

My garment was tainted
My hands blood coated
My soul foul smelling
My mind decayed and rotting
I almost got served



I saw face of He they call LOVE
I could feel His embrace, His tangible love
It was so overwhelming, the Love was real
My heart responded and I could once more feel
He raised me up to dine with Him, cleaning my garment, washing my hands, I knew I was His
Those golden streets, those beautiful colors, all I long is to be right where He is

My garment washed white
My hands filed with might
My soul sanctified and glorified
My mind renewed
I fully got saved

Smiling and caressing my rosy cheeks,
My heart sings a new song weeks after weeks
I am on a mission to bring others home with me
You’ll never weep there, you’ll never hunger,
It is a blissful place with no stranger
To see my Savior, where else would I rather be?
He saved a sinner
And made a winner

And now my heart burns only for Him
I am set free, I live for Him.

Leap of Faith.

Dear self,


Let's do this🙌🙌🙌


God is my provider!!

Dear me in the future…
I’m sure you’ve got a smile on you right now.
Because you faced it all and didn’t bow.

I want us to read this post,God willing next year,
We shall look back at our achievements and say “yay!”
We shall get there with God by our side,
We can do all things with faith as our ride,

Be bold, be audacious, be tenacious!!
Push those limits, set the pace and be courageous!
You were created to bring heaven on earth,
To bring laughter, joy and mirth!


Should the box really exist?

You can’t be like them,
You can’t stop to aim!
You’re a striker!
You’re a Victor!

Yours is to subdue,
To rule!
Let the big God living on the inside of you show,
If you don’t step out in faith, how are they gonna know?

There is light outside that tunnel…the sun rays await
There is freedom beyond those chains… just don’t faint.
The birds are chirping way up that tree…. you won’t see them with your eyes to the ground.
A great destiny lies ahead of you…you’ll get there so long as you don’t turn around.


We are getting rid of this box!


I see it!
I feel it!
I smell!

Its the sound of victory.
Time to change this story.
Stop saying sorry.

Shrinking to fit in is a low blow.
Rising to inspire is a higher form🙌
Let your light shine and glow.
Let your words touch and reform.

You’re doing the world a huge favor!!
Rise up lioness… Take hold of your crown and devour.


Leap of faith

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