“When the praises go up, the blessings come down.” A phrase that has been adapted into the Christianese language…but what does that even mean? There are so many times that I don’t feel like praising. Crazy right? There are times where me, in all of my imperfections, do not want to surrender praise to the perfect God who gave me another chance to know Him…who do I think I am? *sigh* But alas, it’s true. So in those very moments when I don’t want to praise God, am I no longer going to receive the blessing He has for me?…
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So earlier this year, I set out to be a better blogger. To me, that meant enhancing my influence on social media. I work in the social media marketing world so I should know this right? I can consult and direct others to do something all day long, but often fall short on taking my own advice (that’s another word for another day). Anyway, I really wanted to strategically enhance my Instagram account. And like many creatives, I set out to draw inspiration from similar pages. I stumbled across so many like-minded individuals that were flourishing on the gram. (Adults,…
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God is Greater than my Highs and Lows. These four symbols are everywhere now. So many of my friends have them tattooed on their arms. These four symbols hold so much significance in my life lately. I knew this statement held true before, and now it’s speaking out again. My 2017 was full of so many highs. In February, I got a new job. I had been praying for a while for a marketing job in the entertainment realm. Just when I was about to give up on this prayer, something happen and God came through. Earlier that month, my…
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I grew up in Awana. I lived for Wednesday nights at church. It was there that I learned how to memorize Scripture. It was there that I learned how to quickly navigate my way through the Bible. Each Wednesday night, I would recite the Bible verses to get the jewel and move up. I couldn’t wait for the Bible trivia and sword drills. I ended up winning the highest level possible before transferring to Youth ministry. Looking back now, those moments really fed my pride. I was never really prepared before Awana began. I would hurry to memorize the Scripture…
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Shameful moment…I have a cycle when it comes to the tidiness of my room. It starts off clean. Everything has its place. The furniture is dusted. The laundry is done and the clothes are folded. The carpet is vacuumed and it smells like fresh cotton, one of my favorite candles. I lay on the bed in my newly cleaned room, refreshed by the peace and calmness that it brings, relaxed after all the cleaning. I keep telling myself that this time is going to be different. This time I am going to come home and hang up my clothes after…
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Growing up, I was a teacher’s pet and goodie two shoes. Sometimes the other kids picked on me and called me names because of it and because I was a preacher’s kid. So to prove myself, I decided that I was not gonna be a goodie good all the time. In the 5th grade, I decided that I was gonna start cursing. (Sorry mom and dad if you’re reading this). Other kids my age were using bad words and I had to prove to them that I could be like them. Honestly, it only lasted for about a semester. It…
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I love Rom Coms/romance movies like The Notebook or The Holiday or Crazy Stupid Love or Hitch or Never Been Kissed…the list could go on and on. I am very much a hopeless romantic and the cheesiness of it all really makes me happy. My favorites are when the girl who seems to have it all together really likes the guy completely opposite from herself. Maybe he has a hard past or has done something that he thinks is so unforgivable. He tricks himself into thinking that he can hide who everyone thinks he is because of his past and…
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I am very much a daddy’s girl. I am also a little independent. There are times when I try to do things that I simply cannot do to prove my independency. Eventually I fail and run to my daddy. As a daddy’s girl, I know he can fix anything…even when he can’t lol. In those situations, I know I would have avoided some struggle if I went to my daddy first, but that requires yielding my control and I don’t wanna. But alas, I run to him and he tells me to be still and watch him fix the problem.…
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Every [wo]man has a story…what’s mine? Meeting new people, especially other believers, is sometimes a challenge for me. Among the first round of questions is usually something like this: “So, what’s your story?” I typically sit there stunned and puzzled on where to even begin. Such a broad question doesn’t always generate a specific answer. Do I tell them about my parents? They have some cool stories. We are seriously trying to get my dad’s story on Netflix one day…if anyone has any connections *wink wink.* But no, they asked about me…hmmm. I grew up thinking that I didn’t have…
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On this day, October 18th of 2016, I posted the first blog post for QiBee & Tees!!! Happy Anniversary! Some think I am creating and selling the tees myself, but I don’t. This all began with an idea. The Conception I love captioned tees. Like seriously, I buy them all the time. Some of my favorite shops are: The Light Blonde Dope Faith Apparel Walk in Love JCLU Forever I always wanted to be a blogger. I posted to Facebook Notes before when that was a thing. I posted a few blogs on Blogger years ago talking about my Spiritual…
