NaBloPoMo (11/2016) - Day 17: How to make a Catholic priest come close to tears

 The pastor at my church called a meeting of all the Liturgical Ministers this evening. Since I am a Liturgical Minister, I went to the meeting.I could have done without it, to be honest....more

Christians Who AREN'T: How NOT to Pray for the President

I'm updating and reposting this today because four years later a U.S....more

Hate religion? Good. So did Jesus.

 re·li·giousrəˈlijəs/adjective1.relating to or believing in a religion.One of my least favourite things is being called "religious"....more

I'm an African American Woman, But I'm Also Muslim

To look at me you see a black woman. I’m not wearing any coverings, no hijab. My name although ethnically Arabic may or may not reflect my religious beliefs so most people do not know my religion until I tell them. I don’t pray five times a day but I do pray and during communal prayer services I am often brought to tears. Image Credit: Maks Karochkin, via Flickr...more
Ask Deedra Thank you for taking the time to read it. My mom wears full hijab and I am concerned ...more

What is God’s Plan for Me?

I am sure many of us have sat and pondered this at one time or another.  So what is God’s plan for me?  I feel lost, yet I am trying to grow stronger in my faith....more
I can't help but put my faith and trust in God. Even when you think your not, something happens ...more


 I am so excited that we are finally in December! I love this time of year, probably because the kids get so excited about the decorations and lights and of course the presents! One of the perks about being a parent is getting to be a kid again yourself. ...more

The Power of Belief

When I was 9 years old, I belonged to a Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses. As required, I gave 5 minute talks every so often, on topics based on their guidelines to make an example as to how one could create a way to  preach in a non-secular setting, such as during school lunch or while waiting at a bus stop. While I'd been giving these presentations since I was five, I had started writing them on my own around the age of six or seven. So on this day, when I was nine, after I gave my presentation and received the beautiful applause that I had been nurtured to live for, the elder gave his critique as was the norm. He told me, "as usual," I did an outstanding job, however, I was old enough to begin writing these talks on my own, without the help of my parents. I immediately voiced that I did when my own mother, sitting behind me, clamped her hand over my mouth....more

And Jesus Wept, NaBloPoMo, Day 9

 "And Jesus Wept" This wasn't going to be my blog post today, but when I got onto Facebook this morning, I saw this in the trending section... ...more

Me, Among Many Empty Pews

The greyness of that church, and the solitary man among the many empty pews could only remind me of one thing: the loneliness that religion has brought me at this point....more

October For Us