Poetry by Pam

When going to a popular restaurant, tables are typically reserved indicating that your table will be ready at the time reserved for you. At popular events, without assigned seating, you'll find that people reserve seats for individuals in their party to make sure they have a seat waiting for them. Imagine, you reserved a place in your heart for that special someone that is coming to be in your life. But it took time for them to arrive. As you're reserving the seat for them others may inquire about filling that space. However, you are committed to insuring that the reservations are preserved. No matter how many people are in line waiting for a seat you are determined not to let that space go to just anyone, it has to go to the person for which it was reserved. Is your life filled with people who didn't respect the reservation requirements? Did you allow someone to take a seat prematurely. And now the seat is occupied with the wrong somebody when the right person for

I want to lead into the show by telling you an interpretation of this one story in the Bible of this one mom’s struggle and what it may have felt like for her to have her son locked up and given the death penalty. As he was dying, one of the last things he said was recorded in the book of John 19:25-27 “26 When Jesus saw his mother there, and the disciple whom he loved standing nearby, he said to his mother, 'Dear woman, here is your son,'  27 and to the disciple, 'Here is your mother.' From that time on, this disciple took her into his home." and it reads Mary was robbed: A son and a mother’s bond is usually unexplainable. He can do no wrong in her eyes. Even when he is dead wrong, that mother still holds the right to say “But he is my baby.” The judge, jury, video, all witness accounts can call him guilty and in that mother’s eyes he is innocent as the day he was born. A mother’s bond with her son is difficult and sometimes even impossible to break challenged onl

I recently watched a movie called Five Feet Apart. A movie about cystic fibrosis patients who weren't allowed to be within 6 feet of each other and had to wear a mask whenever around each other because they were high risk for contracting each other's bacteria which could be fatal. There was one scene where the nurse admitted to allowing two patients to break the rules because she wanted to make them happy as they were in love. Their determination wore down her resolve and she didn't enforce the rules as per her role. The story conveyed, the risks outweighed the reward and they both passed away. The nurse gleened from this event a renewed resolved to not allow this to ever happen again on her watch. I wondered how many times we risk our health and well being by breaking rules in the name of happiness/love. We have to ask ourselves, is it more loving to force denied/delayed gratification or at minimum a brief period of uncomfortableness so that our health, well-being a

Since the conversations about racism, hateful actions and disrespect are now open. Can I ask the rap culture when will you stop the disrespect and hateful language in your music, especially, towards black women? If you can't be respectful to your own people; how do you expect it of others? Maybe try holding others to the same standards for which you hold yourselves? Maybe God will give you more leadership responsibility when you start showing up as leaders. Stop calling, treating, and responding to us as if we are there for your sexual gratification. I refuse, and now I no longer am attracted to you. I have a desire and a need for someone who will help me get into heaven.

In my dream I was singing a song and I thought it was so beautiful that I decided to write the words and leave them here. Some of the words I couldn't remember so the second half of the song was rewritten after I awoke. Hope it helps. I've seen your testimonies And how he’s brought you through You said you could have been dead But yet you live How he’s been good to you Tried to apply it to my life The wrongs that he made right died on the cross for me and you and still yet lives now I can trust in him too

There may come a time in your life when your life will flash in front of your eyes. Almost like a movie reel. You will relive, in what appears to be an instant, all the memories stored. Picture after picture will flash in rapid succession in front of you. It's an odd phenomenon that happens when your body alerts you to danger. I've only experienced it once, but it was as impactful and memorable. I now work to understand my impact so if those flashes ever happen again, I will be proud of what I see.