Black Women Have It Going On

Good morning from Colorado, where the peaks are tall and the truth sets us free! Today is Friday, May 22nd, and my faith is secured in Christ Jesus! Thanks for stopping by my blog as we look at “The Power of the Final Word.”

There comes a point for every family historian where the research stops and the reckoning begins. We spend years gathering dates and stories, but eventually, we have to face the person behind the data. This week, I’ve been sitting with the memory of my brother, Butch. I’ve realized that for decades, his story was jumbled up with the noise and the lies of people who didn’t truly know his heart. Today, I’m clearing out the wreckage with a letter of release—not just for him, but for anyone who has ever had to love a “feather in the wind.”

Dear Butch,

I’m looking at the mountains this morning and thinking about the high-voltage soul you carried. I want to say I’m sorry that my rescue mission to Arkansas meant your shield was gone. I’m sorry you were left to face the unyielding weights of that house alone, forced to be a “Silent Pillar” for people who used your strength but never saw your heart. You were an Alpha with a warrior’s spirit, but they treated you like a servant, stealing your childhood to care for others.

I see your invisible tears now. I see the “feather in the wind” you became because no one gave you a compass or a map. Today, I am calling on the God of the Universe to reach back into those shadowed hallways and purify every place you ever called home. I am releasing you from every “undesirable ending” and every mistake made with the mind of a cornered child. Those actions weren’t you—they were the symptoms of a system that failed to protect its most precious cargo.

I am taking our bottled-up tears and pouring them into the foundation of a new life. I’m claiming the promises our ancestors prayed over us—lives well-lived, full of purpose and peace. You aren’t the “bad” memories anymore; you are my best friend, my other half, and a force of nature that finally gets to shine without the weight of the world holding you down.

The Takeaway for Us

1. Reclaiming the Narrative: We have the power to “update” the legacy of those we lost. When we look at a loved one through the lens of what they survived rather than just what they did, we find a peace that the “official” story can’t give us.
2. The Mortar of the Future: Your tears aren’t just a sign of grief; they are the “mortar” for the next generation. By releasing the trauma of the past, you ensure your children and grandchildren inherit a “promising life” instead of a “volatile history.”
3. The Divine Filter: God is the only one who truly knows the “whys” of a life. When we leave the judgment to Him, we are finally free to just love the person we remember.

Community Challenge

Is there a “version” of a loved one you’ve been holding onto that needs to be updated with the truth? This weekend, readers are challenged to look at a family member through the lens of their unseen struggles. How does it feel to offer them—and yourself—a “Final Word” of grace?

Scripture & Prayer

• Scripture: “And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying…” — Revelation 21:4 (KJV)
• Prayer: Father, prayer is offered for every family navigating a “split reality.” We ask You to purify the legacies of those who were lost to the storm and to give the survivors the strength to build something new from the wreckage. Amen.

The Spiritual Seal

Remember: One must realize that a sister’s love is a powerful enough “magic wand” to preserve the dignity of a brother’s soul. A sibling is not a collection of mistakes, but a child of God who is finally, perfectly free. See you Monday!