Last month, I left a church community that I love. It was both difficult and easy to do. Difficult because NYC has been rough for me and at this church I finally felt like I had community and a place where I belonged. Easy because it became apparent that I
*On Feature Fridays new writers guest blog about faith and life. Today’s guest blogger is Zeena Garnett. Keep up with her work at “Lifeofthecollegegraduate.wordpress.com.” Show her some love in the comments!* Friday May 6, 2011, I can remember like it was yesterday. The day I had been waiting for practically
“Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others, past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.”
After a lovely church service at First Baptist of Glenarden on Sunday (thanks, Christi for the invite!!), I decided the beautiful weather begged to be enjoyed. So, I took a little stroll in my church clothes from my apartment to no place in particular. The goal was to return a
If you follow me on Twitter (@DCDistrictDiva) then you probably know that Fridays are the highlight of my week. It’s Girlfriends’ Bible Study night, and if I am in the District, nothing will keep me from it. I walk away from my quality time with God and my friend feeling
“There are years that ask questions and years that answer,” Zora Neale Hurston famously wrote. Twenty-ten fits neatly into neither category, but it was a year I needed. I rang in 2010 cursing out a racist cab driver who refused to take my cousin and me the four blocks to
In my childhood favorite movie, the main character, Aladdin — posing as Prince Ali Ababwa — flies his magic carpet up to Princess Jasmine’s bedroom window and asks her to climb aboard and go for a ride with him. “Do you trust me?” he asks, wide-eyed and smiling. Nevermind the
This is my Neo moment. I am sitting before Morpheus and he has one pill in each hand: the red pill, and the blue pill. Time to choose. Fine, it’s not that dramatic, but I do have a potentially life altering decision to make. Two very different jobs with two
If you’ve never seen the T.V. gameshow “Family Fued,” its title may mislead you. It is not a reality show wherein families argue and publicly air their dirty laundry. Instead, a family — a team of all sorts of blood relatives — pool their knowledge in order to guess the
Today, July 31st, is my twenty-fifth birthday. Cue the obligatory quarter-life crisis: What have I done with my life? Where am I going? Why am I going there? Am I on the right track? Did I make the right choices? HOW DID I GET HERE???? Now that I think about