Growth is the ongoing space of grace to grace.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

a year ago today, I was blinded by brokenness

and the delays in the decay’s of yesterday’s.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

a year ago today, I was infected by

the pain of my perspectives defective.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

I had to die from me to see it’s about we as humanity.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

I took Your biblical oath to never choke

on the habitual rituals of the contingency in popularity.

the Bible tells us to walk by faith (2 Corin 5)

and not combust in the lust of distrust.

but we as humanity actively stay confine

in the rewind of our limited minds.

we replay the days that never stay.

we stay strong in the piercings of our wrongs.

we create a space of isolation in the dedication

of our throng limited songs fighting to belong.

it’s a rat race of disgrace clouding the sounds

that are carnally loud in creating pale scales.

pale scales are blinding misguides that divide,

and hide our lies that make our stake in fake

shame us in lame by breaking us inside.

Growth is the ongoing space of grace to grace.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

a year ago today, I was blinded by brokenness

and the delays in the decay’s of yesterday’s.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

a year ago today, I was infected by

the pain of my perspectives defective.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

I had to die from me to see it’s about we as humanity.

Thank you Lord for Growth.

I took Your biblical oath to never choke

on the habitual rituals of the contingency in popularity.

there’s a vulgarity to absently flee in popularity.

it’s faux glee that blinds us in combusted stagnancy

where we can’t see the vomits we commit to.

then we are stuck in an overwhelming rut

sinking in wrong thinking drinking by the winks of flesh.

flesh is a misleading mess that causes great distress.

flesh falls for the pitfalls of popularity.

we must let go of the drone clone of flesh.

popularity is the wrong race we all must face.

it’s never too late to reverse the curse of popularity:

in the maggots of being stagnant.

of the audacity in incorrectly.

of the tailspins in quicksand sin.

of the empty in our broken confetti.

of the facades in playing carnal gods.

these are all disenchanted scandals

that desperately need to be cancelled

by the Holy Trinity making us combust me

to be set free in the unity of we faithfully.

we dismantles the me of worldly handlings.

purpose is deliverance in our misinterpretations.

with God there’s eternal forgiveness in our purpose.

This is deliverance. (Psalm 139)

misinterpretations are hues in the wrong views.

wrong views are our backings in worldly handlings.

worldly handlings are the setbacks in satanic attacks.

they’re so witty and sometimes challenging to see.

to be set free we must believe in the Holy Trinity:



& Spirit.

They are the only deliverance in our hindrances

that blessed us with trust, love, and forgiveness.

They are the we that sets us free from me.

They are the only rescues in our ruses

we abuse when we refuse to lose our defective perspectives.

The Holy Trinity is the only Oath to Growth.

our limited minds are imprisoned with

rewinding ingrained sins that won’t ever win.

sinning will never equip to godly prosperous winning.

to glow and grow in God’s Flow we must let go

of the toxicity of me to finally see unity for humanity.

to glow and grow in God’s Flow we must let go of known.

we are called to be multiple parts as one body.

the only way we can stay is if we resists me.

Love she.



she can’t wait to see her beautiful Ali*

this week is full of godly treats.

her Asian sensation is making 

New York the next destination.

last time Ali came, everything completely changed.

God rearranged some spaces and dismantled disgraces.

God sparked the dark on imposters and their scandals.

God has made it clear who belongs in her space.

she sees she has to speak to be set free.

she sees she has to tell her two triple G’s.

her triple G’s: Elle* and Cole* are her sisters.

she lets go of all the shady fake unfolds.

God has the dishonest approaches and souls

that grew impatient and cold for shortcuts.

she sees her G’s are sticking around faithfully.

she sees resenting Him for this testimony 

is cold, not bold, and lonely in singular phony. 

she sees she needs to be mature about that he.

she sees being angry is a wasteful wink and sink.

she sees hostility blinds her finds in rewind.

she sees she has to let go of what she knows

for God’s story to unfold as His Behold Glory.

she sees her sisters for life are Jojo,* her triple G’s, and Ali. 

she has peace on whoever else comes on this sisterhood ride.

she sees God wants her to be plugged in.

she sees that her new community is true unity.

she’s understanding the layers of her traumatic fears.

she sees healing is revealing and freeing.

she’s thankful for this safe space 

of scribing lines that sometimes rhyme.

she sees everyone is struggling in their own way.

if she’s admitting truths to her G’s what’s next?

triple G’s is for godly, genius, and gorgeous.

her Elle and Cole are world changing doctors.

her Ali is a world changing gluten free chef.

her Jojo is glowing and owning her ministries finally. 

she sees there have been a lot of projections.

she trusts time will reveal what’s been concealed.

she has peace on what will really occur as God’s Stir.

she chooses to lose her way for God’s Divine Vine always.

tangibility is hostility no matter what that he

does or says: God will always be her bigger leader.

it’s not smooth sailing with that he 

and whatever is next for this story. 

she will bow and allow God to make the way

that’s meant to stay for all her days here on Earth.

she’s thankful for her tribe vibes 

and to having amazing women in her circle.

she sees God sparked great light in this dark plight season.

she chooses to praise her King in the hallway

until He sees fit to open the next door by making a way.

she sees she chooses to kick the puddles 

instead of rolling in the fumbles of her rumbles.

she sees she chooses to praise in the rain of this storm 

to no longer be stronger in the throng of wrong,

or conform to habitual rituals by being reborn.

she’s blessed to have God be her Transformer.

Love she.

*names changed for privacy purposes. #teamproprivacy 


wrong point of views

blocks the purpose of His Virtue.

wrong point of views

keeps us combusted in distrust.

wrong point of views

feeds the weeds of broken needs.

broken needs are live feeds

that oppresses confessions,

and grows the sour taste in scales prevailing.

there’s freedom in releasing.

there’s freedom in believing faith not sight.

there’s freedom in humanity walking in unity.

there’s freedom in purpose over popularity.

there’s freedom in the transformation 

from the conformities of worldly ideologies.

there’s freedom in the Light of Jesus Christ:

by standing to fight for what’s not right.

by being bold not cold faithfully in harmony.

by sparking the dark to what seems lost

in picking up the Cross to be set free effortlessly.

biblically wisdom is addressed as her and she.

God intentionally made His daughters hers & she’s.

she shunned them like they shunned her.

she sees the isolation is suffocating.

she sees the them’s want more.

she sees their faces are prayerfully on the floor.

she sees the choice of man’s voice is choking

the stirring of them transforming to God’s Way.

she sees the migration of His Liberation.

she sees she’s used to dismantle flesh god scandals.

she sees she’s put that son of God’s in a box.

she sees she has no control in His Patrol.

she sees she doesn’t know how this will go.

she sees she has to rise above to be in love.

she sees freedom is choosing to lose the lies:

of pride misguiding.

of hiding what’s stone cold inside.

of allowing the bow of her heart to be flesh.

of being right in blinding plights.

of the wrong song throng of strife.

of unforgiving that son of God’s.

of being madder or sadder.

of trusting God above what’s the current scene.

she says yes to what God says.

she bows to allow God to lead her feet

His way not her way in the path of Kingdom Math.

she leaves all her emotions at His throne

to allow Him to unfold His Behold.

she leaves all her emotions at His throne

to let these tests become His testimony.

she leaves all her emotions at His throne

to let these messes become His messages.

she trusts God above the gears of her fears.

she trusts God to open her heart to shine His Light.

she trusts God to create the space of His Virtue.

she chooses to praise in the rain of this storm, 

and cling to His Wings as she lets her soul be reborn.

Love she.


all she sees is God.

she moves out of God’s way

for God to remove what’s not made to stay.

she allows the bow 

from the fouls of her hallow swallows.

she allows the scandals 

of her channels to be dismantled.

she allows the clock to stop.

she allows God to cancel her facades.

these are ruses that feed fused abuses.

there’s many reasons in this trying season.

her heart isn’t right and full of strife.

she sees plight in His Sight.

He sees the Light of Jesus Christ.

He sees reprieve to believe.

He sees deliverance in forgiveness.

she sees toxicity and rejects this prospect.

she struggles and crumbles in fumbles 

of her specifics in prefixes. He wants her to let go.

but if she lets go then she won’t know:

what happens next?

what was the purpose of Saturday’s encounter?

that encounter doesn’t fit her ideologies 

that she will never see that he again.

she sees he’s a lion’s den that doesn’t want more.

so she let go of that being God’s Glory 

in her story, because she desires to go Higher in God.

that he has been so scary and a liar

that created an unhealthy space of hidden disgrace.

that he has a mutant community

that falls in line to his slimed life of no light.

she just wants to see what God needs,

but she doesn’t want that he because he’s scary.

she doesn’t want his lies or fiscal lullabies.

she doesn’t want his harmful flirtatious charm.

she doesn’t want the demise of his wandering eyes.

she doesn’t want the half-assed commitment.

she doesn’t want the half-assed attempts.

she doesn’t want his up and down sounds.

she doesn’t want his confusion delusions.

she doesn’t want his immaturity.

she doesn’t want his excuses: they’re useless.

she doesn’t want his mind-games: they’re lame.

she doesn’t want his empty words of dirt.

she doesn’t want his cheap creeping cheats.

she doesn’t see the hype of this man:

he’s nothing but painful quicksand.

she stopped pretending being okay with God’s Stir.

this he + He + her shouldn’t occur, it’s a choking joke.

this he is a bloke that’s selfish and inconsiderate.

this he is heartless and focused on what’s best for him.

this he doesn’t care about who gets hurt.

this he has a billion dollar reasons for his treasons.

this he only cares about tangibility and what’s the scene.

this he only cares about ugly popularity.

this he doesn’t desire Higher in God’s Purpose.

she doesn’t want this he to come near her ever.

her King that makes her soul sing 

won’t guarantee that he isn’t staying away.

there’s nothing but messy decay’s and delays. 

his way is his highway of puppet strings and stings.

foolishness is the ready rings his way not God’s.

lukewarm is his storm and his only conform.

she’s not interested in his deliverance.

she’s not interested in seeing he’s changing.

she saw enough and gave up.

she made a switch 14102017.

she boxed him and his nonsense. 

the switch should be the only see.

she wants to move on and be uplifted

without this he being apart of her story.

the actions that he showed is his permanent go,

and that’s the flow she will forever go with.

she will continue to reject his nonsense.

there’s no deliverance in this he’s messiness.

actions speak louder than words.

this he’s actions are not of God.

confusion is not of God.

wandering eyes is not of God.

lying is not of God.

money being the workaholic hideout 

is a cowardly cop-out and not of God.

she sees he’s not of God.

she wants only God.

it’s hard to believe what God sees.

she doesn’t want anything to do with this he.

he’s illogical, messy, and can’t be trusted.

he can’t cover or protect her who is me.

this he never covered or protected anybody.

this he thinks blood family is all that matters.

when blood family could be the most dangerous.

the Bible teaches believing souls Jesus came to separate:

mother and daughter, 

father and son,

brother and sister.

God tells us who’s family not the world.

this he has worldly views and ideologies.

this he doesn’t love biblically. 

this he only cares about his money.

she only trusts God not that he,

because he’s grim, slim, and a liar.

she’s in the wings of God. 

he’s in the stings of his facades playing god.

to her she sees the two shall never meet.

she sees he’s nothing but defeat, 

and she will never let him lose her peace.

he’s not worth the risk or the leap of faith in. 

that’s what she sees and believes.

his actions hasn’t changed in four years.

there’s trails of tears and secrets he keeps.

he’ll never change and continue to arrange

tear-stained pain with no godly gain;

and insane hurt with no worth all in vain. 

she was spared by walking away from that decay.

she wants to see a different story than this he.

this he is incapable of being apart of His Glory.

she’ll never stop seeing mind-games and lies.

that’s all this he has displayed as his broken lullaby. 

she sees and pays attention to what’s not said.

she sees and pays attention to what’s not done.

she pays attention to consistency. she sees that’s key.

money will always be this he’s funny honey.

money is all this he counts on and trusts.

money is temporary and empty combust of distrust.

money will never fix his heart.

money will always keep an unsafe space

between him and God. money is empty confetti.

money will never buy love of real God-friends.

money will never fill the void in his heart.

this he works all the time in vain.

there’s still pain in his hiding shame.

that’s his problem. she sees she’s free.

she’s moved on from this he’s stagnancy. 

it’s a blessing he’s scary. she stays clear away.

God backs her up on keeping her away from him.

she sees she can only count on God not humans

in the intrusions of delusional solutions. 

she sees things are healthier with her parents.

she sees things are slowly coming together.

she sees her life is starting to get on track 

from all the back to back setbacks 

in this heartbreaking soundtrack.

she’s thankful for everything,

because she sees she’s where 

God needs her to be faithfully.

she sees everything differently. 

this he wants lies that make him die. Okay.

this he wants his messiness of loneliness. Okay.

that’s not her see or her belief in that carnal grief.

she wants Higher as His Lighter.

this he’s empty flesh is brokenness, and 

has nothing to do with her supernatural deliverance.

they’re from two different perspectives and worlds.

she finally wants nothing to do with this he.

she sees this is the best space to be.

she sees she’s at ease with all of this.

 Love she.


they relinquish instinctive. 

it’s self-protection reflection.

Only God dismantles 

the scandals of facades.

where we is replaced with me.

me is fleeing in scales that fail, and

blinding in lying misguided pride magnified.

this is a space of disgrace, 

and a disenchanted lullaby that needs to die.

to be better together in we

they had to see me as the toxicity

it will always be in stagnancy chaotically.

the Cross of Calvary 

sets all souls free that believe.

souls have to boldly not coldly 

flee from the enemy unapologetically.

My life and bestie’s life forever changed on Saturday. I’m so thankful that Jojo* my bestie ignored my fears and pushed us to go to all pop-up shops she signed us up for. We went to three impactful events, however being in a confetti filled selfie booth with my bestie–the first God-fearing sister I ever had, who’s forever for me was my highlight. Jojo has been by my side through thick and thin, and in this to win this walk with me. Jojo is the reason why I relinquish my right to question doing this walk God’s Way. Seeing how God walks and covers Jojo over the years was one of the greatest blessings in my life. Jojo’s fight for obedient alignment is why I said: okay God I can do this for real too. Jojo hasn’t stopped being who she is at her core: a lover of Jesus and representing who he really is. Even in the brokenness we both walked through from scars on top of scars, Jojo has remained consistent. I’m thankful for Jojo. And I’m thankful for my other gems. They know who they are and God is a genius I’ll always say yes to. Relinquishing my ignorance was the greatest deliverance I ever been blessed to walk through.

their hearts are for His house.

they desire to bridge the blueprint to Higher.

they say yes to clinging to His Cornerstone Best.

yesterday was the full circle needed to believe, 

and be set free from all past infirmaries.

the old triage was a mirage in sabotage.

but God uses all to conquer pitfalls.

she relinquishes known and being a drone.

Jojo relinquishes known and being a drone.

they were tired of cold phony lonely.

they were tired of drowning in ugly.

they were tired of dying in silent crying.

they were tired of magnifying lying.

they embraced the space of grace to grace.

forgiveness is in This Race.

forgiveness is the only pace.

they forgive and say yes to being a bridge.

they say yes to rising above and to forgive.

they understand me is quicksand.

they know to grow and glow 

is to go with God’s Episodes Flow.

they relinquish instinctive. 

it’s self-protection reflection.

Only God dismantles 

the scandals of facades.

where we is replaced with me.

me is fleeing in scales that fail, and

blinding in lying misguided pride magnified.

this is a space of disgrace, 

and a disenchanted lullaby that needs to die.

We transforms from me when set free to

receive that love is being better together. 

Humility is key for humanity to be in unity.

Relinquish is this story for God and His glory.

Love she.

*names changed for privacy purposes. #teamproprivacy