I’ve never been big on apologies,
Especially if they weren’t sincere.
As a child I was always asked to apologize for things, whether I thought I was wrong or not.
It made the person who was offended feel better.
Ended fights faster.
I fought it at first.
Then, after some years, I gave up and apologized just to shut people up.
Sure, most times I probably needed to apologize. Needed to seek forgiveness for offenses.
But of course that translates into other areas of life,
where I Iived apologetically.
Closing my mouth,
Never asking questions,
Shutting off parts of me,
As not to offend anyone.
But no more apologies.
I’m not sorry that I am Christian...
Black…
Woman…
Reformed…
Before before…
Other...
Conservative…
Married…
Mother…
Lightskinned…
HBCU educated…
God knew this before I was born.
Authored my story in ancient times.
Knew my end from the beginning,
In eternity,
yet in time.
Made the curve of my spine from an internal rhyme.
So here I stand,
Unashamed,
Fearless,
Naked,
Covered only by His Righteousness.
All that God made me
All that you see
is beautiful
And even the ugly is a part of His eternal story
and I embrace it all,
unapologetically.
