Resting While You Wait Prayer Journal
Thankful Thursday 🌸
It's A Thankful Thursday 💜
Today, I’m reflecting on how creativity can become a form of healing. What started as a simple idea has unfolded into something deeper — a journey of rest, reflection, hope, and becoming. Through every season, even the difficult ones, God has continued to show me that light can still exist in the night.
This season feels different. Softer. More aligned. More hopeful. And today, I’m especially thankful for the reminder that we do not have to rush our healing, prove our worth, or shrink who we are to move forward. One breath, one prayer, one moment at a time… we are becoming. ✨
Nothing To Prove
Somewhere between grief, healing, voice notes, vision changes, and learning how to create differently… something beautiful happened.
What started as trying a simple AI prompt a few days ago became a full coloring journey built around the framework:
Rest. Reflect. Respond. Release. 💙
I wasn’t just making images.
I was watching my healing become visible. 💞
There was a season after illness where reading hurt, screens were difficult, and writing felt far away from me. So to now sit and complete a project of this magnitude feels like nothing but God. 🙏🏾
And maybe that’s why the phrase “Nothing to Prove” keeps showing up in my hands, in my spirit, and throughout this process.
But because peace no longer has to be earned.
Your vision. 💞
Your victory. 💞
Self-Care Saturdays ~ Get Still
This morning I thought about how my mom would always tell us to get still when we were little. We were busy little people. I can only imagine that my mom wanted us still so that she could have a moment of peace.
Often we want people to get still. What happens when we get still ourselves?
Here lately my mind has been racing with all of the things going on in my life, in our country and ideas that I need to get out on paper. One evening I went for a walk and I came back and sat on my porch. As I sat there I thought maybe I should get my laptop or maybe I should finish the book that I'm reading and God said, "Just sit still. Do nothing." I looked out from my porch and I saw the trees swaying in the wind, the beauty of the sun going down and children riding their bikes up and down the street.
I sat still and realized that more often I need to say to myself, "Get still. Do nothing." Even if for a moment.
As you go about your day, take moments to be still, to calm your mind. Listen to what God wants to tell you, listen to the wind blowing, listen to the laughter of those that you love and in that moment, just be.
Be well. Be blessed. Be encouraged. All things are working together for your good.
Thank You April!!
April, you didn’t arrive loudly. You met me in the quiet places and reminded me who I am when I’m not performing, proving, or pushing. You gave me space to rest while I waited, to trust what is still unfolding, and to honor the version of me that kept going, even when no one was watching. In the middle of reflection, healing, and steady rebuilding, you whispered what my spirit already knew: that my voice still matters, my story is still evolving, and none of it was ever wasted.
Thank you for the clarity that didn’t come all at once, but came faithfully. Thank you for the resilience that showed up in small, consistent ways. Thank you for reminding me that choosing myself was never selfish. It was necessary. As I step forward, I’m not carrying pressure, I’m carrying peace. And I’m walking into what’s next with open hands, grounded faith, and a quiet confidence that says... I have nothing to prove.
Resting While You Wait Journal 💞💙
Diligently | From Brokenness to Joy
Step My Game Up!
The month of April has truly been amazing for me. This last week, in particular, has truly shown me how faithful God is to me when I completely turn over my adversities to Him. I don't really think I knew how deep the hurt was in my life and in my heart but God is a healer. Not only does He heal but He also restores.Now that April has presented all things anew I have made a personal decision. I have decided to step my game up. Over the past four years I have endured so much heartache and disappointment. I was just getting up everyday and going through the motions. Now I get up with a purpose. God's purpose. He has blessed me with opportunities to impact children and their families throughout my community. I have a responsibility to uphold. To whom much is given much is required. He has given me so much.
Recently at my church's anniversary the guest minister shared this thought "We all are valuable, none of us are necessary." I know that I am valuable in my various talents and gifts but I also know that if I don't use those gifts and talents someone else will.
My time is now, to be at my best, professionally, spiritually, physically, emotionally, and financially. Enough has time been spent being comfortable. The time is now to show my value and worth to the world.
I invite you to watch me soar as I Step My Game UP!!!!!!
Lindar
Hello April
Hello April 🌿
There's something gentle about arriving here.
Not rushed.
Not forced.
Not trying to prove anything.
Just present.
March felt like a quiet return…
back to writing,
back to reflecting,
back to me.
And this month?
I'm not chasing momentum.
I'm allowing alignment.
I'm choosing:
💕consistency over pressure
💕peace over performance
💕presence over perfection
Some things don't need to be announced.
They just need to be lived.
April, I'm ready…
not because everything is figured out,
but because I trust who I'm becoming.
✨ Your story was never wasted.
✨ Your voice. Your vision. Your victory.
|
| |
Thank You, March
March, you asked more of me than I expected.
Not in loud ways. Not in ways that could be easily explained. But in the quiet, steady ways that require presence, patience, and honesty. You were not a month that rushed. You were a month that lingered. A month that invited me to sit with where I am, instead of constantly reaching for what's next.
There were moments this month where I felt clear and grounded, and moments where I didn't. Moments where I moved forward, and moments where I stayed still longer than I thought I would. But I'm learning that both can exist in the same space. Progress doesn't always look like movement. Sometimes it looks like awareness.
March, you reminded me that healing is still happening, even when I can't measure it. That grief can be present without taking over. That my voice doesn't have to be loud to be consistent. And that showing up, day after day, even in small ways, is still something to honor.
You also gave me something I didn't overlook, you gave me rhythm. The discipline of writing. The quiet return to myself. The ability to sit down and put words to what I'm learning in real time. That matters more than I probably realized at the beginning of the month.
So as I prepare to move into April, I don't feel the need to rush past you. I want to acknowledge you. To thank you for what you revealed, what you held, and what you allowed me to see more clearly.
Thank you, March, for meeting me where I was—and for not asking me to be anywhere else.
|
| |
-
I really don't get into reality shows, especially competitions. But occassionaly I venture and watch BET Sunday's Best. Why? I love ...
-
Do our boys matter? In a time when African American boys are being incarcerated and murdered at alarming rates one pastor has bold...




