This past Tuesday night my Mom and I raided a open mic event in Memphis, TN. She sung “His eyes is on the Sparrow” and I performed a poem called “The Beautiful Wounded”.
We messed the house up. One lady shed a few tears another poet couldn’t finish her exotica piece. Other decided to come back to church!
All it took was a willing vessel to speak truth.
What are you waiting for?
It’s the REAL POWER that we all are missing. It lies within all of us and just need to be ignited.