Author: thomasina

Dear Lord The moment I told the barber I want to go bald he laughed. Helped me with the apron. Changed the hair clippers of the shaving machine. He then looked me in the eye. Note. Not through the mirror in front of us. But straight into them and went like, “Umpabanga? Are you sure?”… Continue reading

He is the ultimate expression and extension of all the elements that make up the universe. Fire. Air. Earth. Water. A feel of his fingers exploring my body lights it aflame. Setting little fires in places I never knew could burn. Quiet crackles reminding me of that my constant state of smoldering can be turned… Continue reading

Dear Lord “A child is a gift from God.” I whisper with quivering lips. “A child is a gift from God.” I whisper as I stare at the picture of the little human, being fashioned in my womb. “A child is a gift from God.” I whisper as I shred the picture of the scan… Continue reading

Dear Lord There is a lot I honestly don’t understand. There is a lot I want to ask. There is a just a lot that gets me thinking and questioning. There is clearly a lot I do not know. What I do know is I haven’t been the same since I met You. What I… Continue reading

Dear Lord I worry about her aging all alone. I wonder how it feels like to fall so deep in love and then watch it fade. I worry about her trying to grab hold of the violent wind. Only to sleep at night with nothing to hold. No one to hold her. No one to… Continue reading

Dear Lord I don’t remember ever being this mad in my short life. Matter of fact. I have never been this mad in my short life. I have been unable to bring myself to kneel down and pray. I am mad for feeling stuck. Stagnant. Not moving forward. Not moving upward. Not having super powers… Continue reading

Dear Lord I have been sitting here marveling at the beauty of the son. His head and hair white like wool. As white as snow. His eyes as a flame of fire. His feet like fine brass. As if they burned in a furnace. His voice as the sound of many waters. His countenance as… Continue reading

Dear Lord Galatians 3:28-29 There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male nor female: for ye are all one in Christ Jesus. And if ye be Christ’s, then are ye Abraham’s seed, and heirs according to the promise. Grant us the serenity to accept the things we… Continue reading

Dear Lord I am not. I am becoming. I know I will be. Be loyal to umqhele on my head. I know I will be.  Be a Cinderella of my generation. All I have in place of the two mice and the pumpkin. Is a dream. A dream to be a voice of the voiceless.… Continue reading