Good morning everyone! My heart has been super heavy lately. Today marks 1 year since the JetSet Club tragedy in Dominican Republic. To those who don’t know what happened, the roof of the Jet Set night club collapsed during a live performance by merengue musician Rubby Perez. The collapse resulted in 236 fatalities, including Ruby Perez, and more than 180 injuries. 236 families without their loved ones, 236 families without justice since the tragedy was due to negligence. I personally don’t know anyone who was there that night, but I want to pray for everyone involved and pray for the families who lost their loved ones. 💔🙏🏼

My heart is pretty heavy tonight y'all, I'm seeing things that God is revealing to me and it makes me sad that I have been willing to compromise where God doesn't want me to be in places I have been in, if that makes sense. Willing to sacrifice myself for the sake of others yet again, hurting myself and probably grieving the Lord also. I know he can bless me with better, I know he can sustain me and fill the empty places and fill the voids in my life but FEAR AND LONLINESS are gripping me, the uncertainty of when the promises will be fulfilled is killing me. I want the good gifts he has for me I'm tired of my life being empty promises and broken words and nights of silent prayers and tears on my pillow. I want joy and laughter again. I want glory I want the joy of the Lord, the woman that was so on fire for god that nothing and no one could make her stray away, the girl who laughed with God not this version of me who resents him who loved me first. The ache in my chest is the lump in my throat and tears on my face. How could I let myself become this woman. I'm so broken. A broken piece of glass shattered beyond repair is how I feel. I wish I could snap my own fingers and make it all better. I want God to make it better faster than how it's been going. Healing and changing and turning away isn't easy. So my heart is heavy and broken in pieces. Maybe someone else can relate or maybe not but if y'all made it this far please pray for me. Comfort and warmth and peace I wish I had right now

Hey y'all, I'm at a cross roads in faith today, super low to be honest, yes his love is freely given but I'm feeling everything any thing else that comes with that has to be earned and I'll never live up to that standard. His love is free but if I'm not in alignment with his will for my life then nothing else flows and my life has been chaos for almost a year, a year of chaos and survival mode and I'm about to give up on him and this walk. So idk what kind of prayers I need right now but I'm so alone and turning God and getting silence is breaking me more..... So if y'all could pray for me that would be cool. Thanks y'all.

The last few days I have been extremely emotional. Respectfully, because I am holding this space and this is the container the Lord has entrusted to me, I usually hold my vulnerability back a little. I want this to be a place where YOU bloom. I never want my story to take up the space meant for yours. But I wanted to share something honestly with the women here, because out of the multitudes on TikTok, you are the ones who stepped forward. You are the ones who came deeper into the wilderness with me. For almost four years I have been creating content, and for nearly three of those years I have been doing it for the Lord. What many people did not see behind the scenes during those seasons were the battles that were happening at the same time. There were nights I had concussions. There were nights my body was covered in bruises. There were days I was standing in court trying to hold myself together. And still, I showed up to make videos. Not because I felt strong, but because every video felt like planting a seed. A seed for the future. A seed for the Kingdom. My subtle rebellion against Hell. There were moments sisters in Christ were holding my hair while I was throwing up. Moments they were helping nurse wounds. Moments we were rushing to hospitals. There was blood, fear, exhaustion, and heartbreak. And still I kept planting seeds. So the fact that this space exists now… the fact that there are women here who trust me enough to walk through their own wilderness out loud… means more to me than I can fully explain. Your trust is not something I take lightly. And the women who stood beside me in the hardest seasons… the ones who held me up when I could barely stand… I carry them with me in everything I do. My prayer is simple. That I steward this well. That I make the Lord proud. And that I make every woman who helped carry me here proud too. Because what we are building here is not just content. It is seeds turning into life.

Tell me in the comments. If anyone needs some sisterhood time lmk. We’ll hang out and body double. ✨💎🫶🏼 DM if you need more 1-on-1 guidance.