After spending eight weeks in Atlanta, I knew that it was not God’s will for me to be there. He was calling me home to Houston. There is still work for me to do in this city. Until that work is complete, I am not allowed to leave. My heart is here, so is my passion. I’m connected to a church filled with hope and believers and that pushes me to be the best person, the best follower of Christ, and the best example of Love I can be.
“I’m having to practice what I preach.” I told my brother when I spoke with him yesterday. Listen, I don’t know what God is doing in this season, but I know He is setting me up for a major blessing… and I am ready to receive it.
Usually my blogs start with a scripture, or an anecdote leading in to what my message is about. This day, I have nothing but my transparency, which I have always had. Hopefully, somewhere between these lines, you will learn as I have learned.