Broken to Peace...

Brokenness is expected to take us down into a pit of pain and deep gut wrenching anguish. We get broken all the time, broken in pieces over trivial issues and heart jerking issues. But our strength lies in not running away from being broken, it lies in not letting ourselves get broken to pieces in our brokenness, but broken to our peace, because we know that ALL things work together for our good, even when it hurts like crazy. (Now that’s a crazy truth, hard to swallow… but the truth all the same, if we choose to believe it or not)

Where one person treats you as kpomo, someone somewhere is viewing you as a perfect dish of steak, medium rare! Let your peace of self discovery come from the shattered pieces of a seemingly lost hope. Your dreams are valuable, even when they seem to fail one too many times. You are beautiful, even when you’ve been rejected one too many times. You are loved, even when backs have been turned on you one too many times.

God’s got you, even when… especially when men trample on you, and your dreams one too many times. You’re a perfect story, rising up from the ashes of the burn you got from getting up and just living. 

"Let the ruins come to life

In the beauty of Your Name

Rising up from the ashes

                                      God forever You reign..." Glorious Ruins, Hillsong.

The Author Blabs...

So much has been going on with me… I got published. I’m an author…. uhmmm, that sounds really grand, so I’ll just go with, “hey y’all, I wrote a book!” and you all played a big role in this big step in my life, so big I even dedicated it to you… See? I appreciate my readers, we’re family. So do what families do and go out and buy that book… Reasons why you should buy, ignoring the fact that I called you family? Exhibit 1... it's dedicated to you... duhhhh!

Exhibit 2… It looks so good!!!! Don’t you just love the cover? I'm not sure I'm as vain as I feel for using my face for the cover.

 

  

So there you have it, Kiss & Tell! I’ve got stories to tell, this journey has been such a rollercoaster of emotions, with feelings of ‘not good enough’ and ‘wow, this is a masterpiece’ tugging at my head. Thank God the masterpiece argument won, that’s why I’ve got it out there, even though I still have my moments. 

Have I told you to go get yourself a copy? Well, you should. Get yourself a copy, get your mama a copy, get your daddy, your stalker, your neighbor, your boo, your friends boo… get everyone you love and hate a copy, it’s the least you can do :)

I'll do a proper post on this soon enough, I'll tell you a little bit about the content, you know, like we're hanging at Mr. Biggs or Costa, and discussing our favorite book over coffee or a bottle of coke, whatever imagination rocks your boat. Well, that's if you haven't gotten yourself a copy already, then I wouldn't have to tell. I like to think you believe in me so much that you buy yourself some copies, even without me talking about the content and deep riches of the book in all this blab.

Enough of the blabs. Hop on here and here to grab a copy.