"The Waiting Place for people just waiting. Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go, or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or waiting around for a Yes or a No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting"
I thought that this was a curse I would have to learn to live with for the rest of my life. So, I began to deal. I learned how to live life with the emptiness, the brokenness, the pain. I learned how to smile even when everything inside of me was weeping. I learned how to show the emotions that people wanted to see, needed to see, in order for them to be okay. I learned how to put on a facade so that I would fit in to what the world told me was acceptable. I learned how to say okay, show okay, live okay when everything inside me was bleeding out. Oh the insides. Inside were fragments and pieces of self that I did not even know how to put together. Inside were broken shards of a whole that were begging for restoration. Inside was a sad girl who could not find her way home, and even if she could, didn't know what home was anymore. Inside was hell, and all that I thought would save me, only pushed me down deeper. I was numb from the inside out, and I did not even know it... A year after January 10, almost like clockwork, the voice began to haunt me. I began to dread New Year' eve (my birthday), and the New Year... There was no light at the end of this never-ending tunnel.
Written by: Amarachi Silverline Offor & Iyanuoluwa Akinrinola Let me ask you a few questions to start. Have you ever heard the word “No”? Have you ever felt worthless? Have you ever put so much effort into a thing Only to watch it blow-up in your face? Have you ever written or answered... Continue Reading →
“Be still and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10, KJV) She saw it boldly written. The other words seemed faint as she glanced through her bible. She had flipped through the pages continuously and that was the only verse that she caught sight of. She threw her bible to the floor and went down... Continue Reading →
You weren't a pastor or a prophet, a doctor or a clinician, you weren't in the spotlight and most didn't even know how much you did BUT The number of lives you impacted, transformed, and uplifted are beyond measure. You were a man beyond compare. Charles Robert Scott, Coach, I do not even know where... Continue Reading →
...Sometimes, to better understand where you are going, you need to look back on where you are coming from... Often times I forget the bondage from which I was freed. The bondage masked under pleasure. The bondage masked under 'societal norm'. The bondage masked under capitalism. The bondage masked under liberalism. The bondage which by... Continue Reading →
"Be Yourself, Everyone Else Is Already Taken" - Oscar Wilde "Nobody Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent" - Eleanor Roosevelt These quotes were ones I held onto in my life for some time. I remember as a teenager, going through so many changes emotionally, physically, and so much more; I repeated these... Continue Reading →
"On the hill far away, stood an old rugged Cross, the emblem of suffering and shame..." (Bennard, 1913). On the hill, on that Cross, was where the battle for my life was won. On the hill, on that Cross, was where my victory was taken back for me. On the hill, on that Cross, was where... Continue Reading →