Dear Momma – Happy Mother’s Day

Momma, The loftiest weight that I’ve born is to be worthy of the mantle. Of being your son. As I stand humbly, cloaked in the realization that I am you. Knowing that I am truly unworthy of what you have given me. Life – this air I breath. And if I fail as a writerContinue reading “Dear Momma – Happy Mother’s Day”

How to be – An epiphany

Don’t stand by the wayside – watching from afar. Ugly is merely the opposite of beauty, as ugly is the absence of grace. When we are enveloped by it, often we stand awestruck, dumbfounded while indignation rises in our chest. Hatred, invective, ignorance and intolerance has a resiliency that grants it a sort of immortality.Continue reading “How to be – An epiphany”

Taking the call

When the Almighty calls don’t dodge the summons.   Running – like Jonah. As cowardice offers solace.   The storm ensues – the tempest rages and the pages won’t turn –   swallowed whole by the enormity of the burdens –   too big for our comprehension but proven simple against the dimension of God.Continue reading “Taking the call”

Two words that shook my foundation

I’ve always been in awe of the Elders in my family.

The choice: Duty bound or derelict?

Legacy is an operative word and one that is apt to be glossed over. Why? We choose to be blind to the reality of our own mortality – choosing to live life at a leisurely pace instead of being governed by a pressing sense of urgency which would inform us to treat it as theContinue reading “The choice: Duty bound or derelict?”

The wholeness

Wasting entreaties on pieces of the puzzle – rather than tendering prayers to be made “whole” as God’s grace can’t be supported by “fractions”. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved