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Shanine's Blog.

Thoughts to words.

It was Christmas again. Time to spread cheer and break bread with the people that had put me six feet under, said endless prayers for God to keep me safe and affirmed my being in a better place. I had... Continue Reading →

Sometimes it is not well with my soul. I'm not having a moment, I'm not low on Faith, and I’m not being pessimistic. It simply is, not well. Maybe something happened that needs processing and eventually absolving. Some tears really... Continue Reading →

A lot of effort has been geared towards stopping the spread of HIV / AIDS over the years, with more accessible and efficient health care services, counselling and prevention campaigns, fighting stigma and creating awareness but the number of people... Continue Reading →

Medicine, Beauty and what lies between.

It was a loud voice. The kind of voice that can not make a whisper. An authoritative baritone that commanded attention and invoked judgement with its arrogance. I found myself judging the man behind that voice. I imagined he would... Continue Reading →

Strong Medicine.

You cured me of me. I got sick of being. Of carrying around a heart so heavy that I often reminded myself to breathe. I got nagged by the constant anxiety and restlessness that plagued my life. I was at... Continue Reading →

My Stand.

I stand in Faith, He gives me life. I harbour no fear, His Grace abounds. My feet get weak, He gives me strength. I stay standing because He keeps on loving.

The Things I am Not.

I will never be my mother's gorgeous hair. Bouncy and black as coal. A mane of glory. Hers is the crown of beauty. A tale of all that hair should be. But I am patience to love my own lesser... Continue Reading →

Be Enough For Me.

God be enough for me. The rising sun so grand and elegant. Shining its beauty for all the world to see. The mystical moon in all its faces, giving life to our nights but asking for naught. The rain pours... Continue Reading →

For the departed.

I eulogized and laid a wreath with the promise of excruciating grief and emergence on the other side, bigger, better and stronger. But when does this promise mature? When will your absence not be my first thought in the morning?... Continue Reading →

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