For the longest time, I could only see what was right in front of me. My vision was limited because my thoughts were corrupt, and I would often compromise who I was just to be accepted by people I wasn’t too fond of. I always wondered and asked, “Who am I, and Lord, why did…
Who nurtured the woman who gave birth? Who gave her the love she needed and the care she deserved at such a tender age? Who validated and told her she was special and wasn’t a mistake? Who told her that she was created in the image of God and that her worth was found in…
When I am close to God, I hear prayers for his people. As I draw nearer to my Father, he reveals the plans for his children: plans to free them from bondage, plans to help them to see clearly, and plans to help them walk through healing. My mind floods with words of blessings and…
I became a woman in your arms. Lying on your chest is where I found safety and vulnerability. Your soft embrace is what was needed to break through the hard shell I called a heart. My womanhood emerged when I found safety. My voice became distinct when I knew true love. I was willing to…
Welcome to my blog! My name is Shaynna, and the funny thing about this is that I’m actually a reserved person. I’ve always had difficulty sharing intimate feelings and thoughts with people I don’t know or can’t see. It feels strange and impersonal, but here I am, tearing down my walls of resistance while choosing…