When Ahmaud Arbery was murdered on what should have been a routine run, when Breonna Taylor was murdered in her sleep by a bullet she couldn’t see coming, when George Floyd was strangled in broad daylight in a busy street, I could not uphold the strong tower image I had created around racism and its effect on me and my family. So I didn’t.
To be honest, I lived in regret for the next day or two wondering, “What if?” When I decided to leave regret, I was freed from it. But as soon as I decided to redeem the next step and work on my confidence, I grew from it.
Stunned, and not wanting to alert my classmates of the internal crisis I was now experiencing, I gritted my teeth and pulled out the hair right there. Needless to say, I wasn’t prepared, immediately thought I was the only girl who experienced this, and walked to my dorm mourning my face because, of course, this meant I would need to reconsider my career path as a soon to be bearded lady (which never happened).
The day has come to reveal that we have a podcast with guest hosts, Vasty and Greg, on the blog! Now you can listen to us on your ride to work or in the background while browsing Pintrest. Either way I hope you like it! Enjoy Episode 1!
O my goodness God is so good! Ok so about a week and a half ago I was thinking about my prayer group and how much they mean to me and how I was going to miss them but most of all how we could still be a part of each others lives and still […]
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