Black Women Have It Going On

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.” — 2 Corinthians 5:17 (NKJV)

Good morning from the brilliant blue skies of Colorado!

It is Sunday as I write this, but you are reading it on Friday, February 20th. This month, I’ve committed to showing up here five days a week. While these posts are public, I have a confession: I’m writing them for me. In many ways, I’ve become my own therapist, changing my life one story, one truth, and one post at a time.

Don’t misunderstand me when I say I’m “going it alone” right now. For 35 years, I have sought the wisdom of professionals. I’ve always known when I was in a crisis, and I’ve never been too proud to seek help. But this time is different. Why?

Because becoming a family historian has given me a “bird’s-eye view” of the collective past. By unmasking the generational trauma of those who came before me, I’ve ended up in the “cat-bird seat.” I can finally see the patterns. I can see the “undercurrents.” And that view has changed everything—from my deepest thoughts to the way I physically move about my home.

Some of you may remember when I tried to write about clearing clutter months ago. I couldn’t gain traction back then because I was trying to tackle the whole mountain at once. I didn’t realize that the physical clutter was just a symptom of the emotional weight I was carrying. Now, I understand: you don’t have to move the whole mountain today. You just have to clear the space directly under your feet.

My soul is recovering from a family catastrophe where I was unfairly portrayed as the villain. I wasn’t the “bad person” people wanted to believe I was; I was simply a person who couldn’t say “no” to a selfish demand. I allowed myself to be dragged into a mess that wasn’t mine, and I paid the price in reputation and peace.

But today, I am rising from those ashes with a powerful testimony. Every tragedy offers a “reset button” for our choices. I am taking baby steps now. I am guarding my space. I am no longer the “fixer” for people who refuse to own their own lives.

I’m sending powerful wishes for God’s many blessings to unfold in your lives. May you find the solutions to the things you felt you would never overcome. You don’t have to solve everything today—just take one step into the peace of the truth.

A Prayer for a Renewed Mind

Heavenly Father,
Thank You for the “cat-bird seat”—the perspective that allows me to see my life through Your eyes of truth rather than the world’s labels. Lord, I ask for a total renewal of my mind and spirit. Wash away the guilt of the names others tried to pin on me. Strengthen my “no” and sanctify my “yes.” As I clear the clutter from my heart and my home, let Your peace be the only thing that fills the empty spaces.
Amen.