Updated: Sep 20, 2019
After my first encounter with the Lord, you would think that my life would have been perfect. After all, the Lord called me into leadership so how could anything go wrong. However, shortly after this encounter with God, my mother would marry and as a result of her marriage, my young life would be spent watching my mother deal with physical abuse. My step-father struggled with addiction to alcohol and would drink to numb his own pain. As a young women attempting to navigate the violence and turmoil of my environment while trying to understand my identity, maneuver my neighborhood on Detroit's east-side, and school was too much. We weren't a rich family so also having to navigate financial struggles which meant I had to help my family.