Carrie Lea

During the trials of this year, I’ve had a wonderful woman of God periodically check in on me and she always asks, “Is it well?”   Sometimes this question comes after a really long, tiring week when my emotions are high and my hope is low. Even though I know she truly cares about my response, I sometimes battle with how “real” I should keep it. Do I share…

I grew up in a house with praying parents. As a little girl, I remember my mom praying regularly. I don’t recall if there was a specific time of day, but it was a regular occurrence to see my mom kneeling at the couch or on the edge of her bed. She would take her glasses off and sit them…

I enjoy a good fight. It’s thrilling to see hand-to-hand combat in an action-packed fight scene. That’s why I watch superhero movies and only enjoy the combat video games. After watching a movie with a fight scene, in my head . . . I think I can fight using the same moves. My appreciation for a good fight is probably…

She peeled her arm from underneath his head, hoping not to wake him. It’s rare that someone stayed overnight. They normally left immediately afterward to keep their secret safe. Coins were left on the nightstand. There were a few who would throw her money on the ground and watch her crawl like a dog to pick it up. Looking down…

Wait. How did I end up here again? I thought I was past this stage of the faith process. God gave me a promise. I saw the fulfillment of it. So, I thought I was well on my way to the next phase of life. Skrrrrrt. Plot twist! Rejection, fear, and worry showed up at my front door. I didn’t…

Dear Future Me, Girl. No, really. Gurrrllll! I’m hoping that as you’re reading this in the future, in some beautifully clever way you’ll say these last few months weren’t as bad as they seemed. Hopefully, you’ll talk with enthusiasm about all the things you discovered and learned about yourself when faced with the adversity of 2020. I really hope that’s…

I was recently sitting on my couch watching Michelle Obama’s Becoming and I found myself smiling, crying and laughing . . . and it felt good. It felt good to express my emotions- unhinged and uninhibited.  I needed that expression because seeing your black and brown community dying left and right without justice is heavy. I have sat and met…

It was 2016 and I was at a friend’s house for dinner on Resurrection Sunday when one of the more mature women amongst us struck up a conversation about dating and relationships. We were standing around in the kitchen, eager to eat and indulge in some of our holiday favorites ( my mind was focused on the peach cobbler because,…

Enjoy this post from guest writer, Lauren Hall The past 6 years of my life have been marked with unexpected events. An unexpected death, an unexpected diagnosis, and now, an unexpected job loss. This is not to imply that my life hasn’t also been met with surprising events that were rosy, but the past 6 years have been influenced by…

I’m hungry.  No wait, I’m thirsty.  Nope, nope, I’m definitely hungry.  Should I bake another cake?  When was the last time I washed these pants?   Should I put on a bra today?  I wonder what my co-workers would do if I joined the zoom call in my bonnet and with my glasses on?  What day is it?  How long have…