God Happened To ME Ministries, LLC
The good happened and the bad happened, but most importantly, God happened.
Today I moved back home with my mother. And I have been experiencing a flood of emotions all day. On the one hand, I am thankful that I have a place to move back to (not the most grammatically correct sentence, but you get the point). When my finances went awry due to the accident …
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It's Friday. Whatever semblance of patience that you had disappeared by Wednesday morning. Yet here it is Friday afternoon and you are trying to find the strength to last the rest of the day. The same colleagues that worked your last good nerve on Monday have returned with their unsolicited encore performances today. When you look …
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I never used to ask for help. I was the type of person who could be stranded on the side of the road and I would sit there frustrated before I ever asked someone to help me. I mean, if someone offered, I would take the help, but I would never ask. In fact, that …
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I am ashamed to say this, but transparency is my goal, so here goes: My family is Jamaican and, until 4yrs ago, I could not cook. Whew! Yes. I am a Jamerican (Jamaican-American) who did not learn how to cook until I was in my late 20s. My excuse? My mom was always there to …
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(Continuing in the #TellMyTruth Series) My story started many years ago. Literally, it started before I was even born and before my mother had even departed from Jamaica to start her life in America. (And spiritually speaking, it started thousands of years before that when Jesus died on the cross for my sins). I say …
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