Tag: pressing forward
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Kindness, Clarity, and Encouragement – #113
Need I say more? May you and your household be blessed. Stay in the faith.
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Joyous Kwanzaa, Day #5: NIA
When God created mankind God did so with intention, making man in His own image and taking time to shape the form of man with His own hands and breathe into man life. Within the breath of God is a portion of God’s character, and that is PURPOSE. We are shaped in it, born with…
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Joyous Kwanzaa, Day 2: Kujichagulia
A critical missing piece of my personal puzzle has been understanding and accepting without fear and uncertainty “who I am”. And not only “who I am” but am I being all that I have been created, called, and purposed to be? The excessively outward living that we have always done in this nation—white-ward, heavenward, money-ward,…
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Butterflies & Roadblocks, a Modern Day Parable
I saw a butterfly crossing IL-159 today. This happened in mere seconds and… well. Some things, the Lord lets me see and experience for the edification of those around me. He told me to write it out cuz there’s a word here for you and me. The Parable. The Monarch fought mightily against the wind…
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Opportunity in the midst of Opposition
One thing that I have experienced over and over and over is that when the devil comes, he doesn’t come outright. He comes through people–and usually people to whom you are close, because those attacks hurt worse–your character, integrity, and growth get targeted because they KNOW YOU, your struggles, your weak spots. YET. Even in…
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I Just Can’t Give Up Now
ADHD and Depressive episodes are no joke, especially when they gang up on me. I’ve been barely making it and pressing my way, denying to my youngest that I needed to sit down (she stay telling me go lay down and STAY down 🙄). Anyway, working my health back to an optimal level, dealing with…
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Kindness, Clarity, and Encouragement – #23
If you never turn the page, you will never know what the next chapter has in store for you.
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unthawing.
If you’ve never been on pause, never succumbed to the anguish of being—or least feeling stuck in place, then this poem will make no sense to you. Forward movement is painful to start. There is an almost unmanageable panic that shoved you backwards into stillness. Into stillbirth. But move we must. Dreams don’t have deadlines,…
Kisha Creates 