For years I was okay with being in the background. I was okay with being silent.
I struggled to love myself because of the shame I saw on my skin, and the people whom touched it- without permission.
I lost myself when I was younger.
The shame I felt about myself compelled me to go reckless until, I hit a wall.
Last year I walked through one of the hardest seasons of my life.
My husband and I lost our first baby.
As much as I hurt about the loss, I felt like it was something I deserved because of my choices earlier in life- Even the choices....that I didn't really have a choice for.
It wasn't until that growing season that I learned to own my truth and live it out in such a way that I became free from shame.
TODAY I CHOOSE TO WEAR BLACK :
because my worth is not determined by the hands that touched me without permission.
because my body is still beautifully made.
because God still sees me Holy and Righteous.
because my mistakes don't define me.
because my life matters.
because I'm unapologetically black.
because this part of my journey continues to feed my purpose.
because I'm saved by grace not by works.
because royalty shines from my within.
because other women need to know they aren't alone.
because my struggle is also my strength.
and because I have a story to tell.