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God is great

God is good

We thank him Day in and day out

We thank you God

For loving me

I thank you Lord for loving us

You created the heavens and the Earth

You created the sky the moon and the stars

You gave life to human kind

And you gave life to me

Thank you Heavenly Father for choosing me

Thank you for the opportunity to love and to be loved

Thank you for deciding to experience this earth through my eyes

And thank you for never leaving me

Thank you for the warmth

Thank you for for the battles

What I go through I can help someone else with

What I have lived will make ripples in the world

Thank you God

Thank you for not giving me the sprit I’d fear

I can do all things through Christ Jesus who strengthens me

I can do all things because you live in me and you are the great I am

You are all things

You are the almighty and I thank you you

For being love

I thank you for loving everyone around me

Everything around me

Thank you for your grace and mercy

Thank you for the opportunity to share love

Thank you for the heart to help

Thank you thank you

Thank you

Lord and Savior

I love you

I am a slave to your love

And I thank you

For slavery is redefined in your name

You are master for you are the greatest

You created and so you rule

I am not a disciple out of pain or force

But I choose to be loved

Unconditionally, I stand in your light

I stand in your rain because I love the way you rein

Father God I love you

And I love the love that allowed me to love

I thank you over and over

Endlessly

Nothing I could do could ever match what you’ve done .

But I can spend me days worshiping you and doing your work.

Loving because I was loved

Being a blessing because I was blessed

Allowing your light to shine through my vessel

Thank you

For even allowing me to share your light

Thank you for touching many through me

Thank you

Thank

You

Love

I Jesus almighty , all powerful, and ever lasting name

Amen

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Willow Smith for CR Fashion Book

I once painted a canvas with a boy
We made art together 
That boy was not nice
One day I punched a hole through the canvas
He apologized and I forgave him
I picked up the pieces to the canvas I destroyed 
I taped it together 
I stapled
It was something new Later on this boy popped up
Well he didn’t pop up
I messaged him
And he kept responding
I guess
Secretly he did as I hoped
So I forgave him again
And thought to make the art we made
And I destroyed 
Into something even newer
I took the canvas
And let the pieces that fell apart
I took some photos 
That I destroyed and reassembled 
(Clearly this dude made me crazy)
And let those pieces fall apart 
I put them all together on a new canvas
Something to commemorate the journey
And still acknowledge that it was a journey This boy finally admitted
He was not just a boy
He was not nice
He was A boy who didn’t belong in my life 
I took the canvas apart once again
I took off the old torn painting
I took off the reassembled torn pictures
I took off the little Knick Knacks I added along the way
I torn it all apart and was left
With a blank canvas I replaced that blank canvas with a work of art
With a person
Who I think is myself
If not me entirely 
Then a little bit of me I took that blank canvas and filled it
I filled it with me
My heart
My feelings
I put the thing in the space that should’ve taken up that actual space in the beginning
I filled the blank canvas with love
With admiration 
I filled it with a face 
A face I did not pay attention to
A face I should’ve looked at more
A face I saw 
A face I now see I think Maybe I’m projecting
Maybe I’m interpreting my own art wrong 
But 
this is how it made me feel. 🖤✌🏾

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Diversity

I grew up as one of the only black kids in my bubble

There were kids of color but not in my honor classes

Not in my neighborhood

My mom didn’t live near my family she didn’t like them that much

So we were separated

What I know is general black history knowledge

What I knew is what tv taught me

And then my mom didn’t even let me watch spike lee or roots till I was in high school.

What I crave is dates stories histories and facts

In the push for diverse material and works to spark conversations , faculty aren’t prepared to lead conversations.

It’s like we just want to start discussions but no one knows what to say.

We want to include people in conversations but the story you want me to present I don’t have

It’s hard to speak up for the black experience and be that voice when I don’t feel secure about my own blackness.

I too want to talk about different cultures

I too want to be educated

You can’t look to me to educate you when I am looking to you to educate me.

This is why representation matters

Because if you don’t know

And I don’t know

Then who does?

Who can educate us

Who can spark these conversations

Who will teach the unspoken history

Who will rewrite the textbooks

Who can give us the language to begin to explore what we truly wanted to talk about.

Identity

The other

When we read Lynn nottage I can’t tell you what black people think about the work

I can tell you what I think

But please tell me what Lynn was thinking

Tell me about her experiences and how it came through in her story

I can relate

Maybe

And if not then glad we all shared a conversation over this single perspective

dopeness