Let us hold resolutely to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful
Hebrews 10:23
Meet the Founder
For many years, I felt like I had failed as a mother. I secretly lived with depression, anxiety, and pain. I never had a problem with celebrating other parents' success, such as graduations, weddings, and even baby showers, while feeling like I dropped the ball on parenting. ​I love God, and sometimes it seemed like I was powerful, but not powerful enough to help save my own children. I had sleepless nights and embarrassing moments.
Truthfully, Mother's Day was the worst for me. In my mind, everybody knew my children were not in a Godly, positive place and I took that hit personally. I didn't feel like I deserved to be acknowledged or celebrated. I just needed this one holiday to come and go quickly. ​Nothing about me felt HAPPY this time of year. The enemy played with my mind in so many areas. I often said to myself, had I not had children so young, I could've been better prepared to handle the hiccup that came with parenting (I became a mother at the age of 19. By the time I was 24, I had 3 children: Nakira, Tiara, and Nakia Jr.). ​
I tormented myself with my level of education thinking I should have been more knowledgeable and financially stable to be able to raise them in different areas that would've been more beneficial to them without them witnessing so many ups and downs. I started to think that maybe I had been too traditional as a parent. In other words, maybe I was too strict. My thinking was so off track that I even began believing that I put the church first and ignoring my family.
Through the power of the Holy Ghost, I discovered that I did the best I could with what I had to work with.​Heartbroken was an understatement, I was saved and a licensed minister of the gospel. The saddest part about that, was my prayer life was more on a mediocre level, after counseling sessions & numerous conversations with family & friends. I realized GOD was my only help. I found strength to endure by starting a Thursday afternoon prayer meeting 5 years ago. It was in that place that I understood God was was my A, B, & C Plan. I embrace the power and Resurrection of Jesus, knowing what I needed had already been purchased at the cross and all I had to do, was believe again!