SIX Dogs? SIX Dogs. …and Puppies!


My days start at 2-3am. Not cause of puppies, but prayer and my thoughts. I went down to check on Pixel although I know she’s fine. This is actually the easiest part of this journey. But she was nursing and Just looking at me….with the happiest “new mom” smile. After so long they all crawled off. But there was one that stayed. Its been that way since they been here and it’s always a black one. I’ll find out if boy or girl but annnnyways….It finally got to latch. Pix scooted it close and looked at me with that same smile. I teared up a bit. Cause the puppy knew eventually it would get its turn and Pix knew it would be enough milk for it so her demeanor never changed! 😭🥹🙌🏽
It may look like everyone around you is “eating” and they are! Everyone is having a grand ol time in life! And they are! But just hold on and wait! There will be enough for you. And God knows. Cause His thoughts and plans didn’t change for you because someone else was ready for their blessing. His demeanor didn’t change.
And when it’s time to “eat”….there will be enough FRESH food for you!
My dogs just taught me the beauty in patience. Right then and there.

“Don’t burn out; keep yourselves fueled and aflame. Be alert servants of the Master, cheerfully expectant. Don’t quit in hard times; pray all the harder. Help needy Christians; be inventive in hospitality.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭12‬:‭11‬-‭13‬ ‭MSG


Watered DOWN?! Tuh. Drink up den! Respectfully!

I had my newest single sponsored for a review. I didn’t catch it. However they said the vocals and track was good BUT that Gospel music was dated.
This was a “Christian” music platform.
I. Was. Confused y’all! 🫠🥴😂
Has Christianity become so watered down that the very GOSPEL is no longer allowed?! 😫
Usually I would be very discouraged because my personality type is that I wanna be loved and liked by everyone because that’s what I give. But THIS! This right here ain’t phase me one BIT! 😌
You’ll always get Jesus from me! But it may be in the style of so many different genres of music!



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I write what is called “Life Music”! My whole life interacting with scripture in music form! This is what David did! One of the greatest Psalmist! His life was a song. He was Very much so far from perfect but he chased God with his very Life annnnd penned about it!
So if the Gospel is “outdated” then I can’t worry bout it! 🫥
Last time I checked we were called to preach the good news! My style just may carry an 808! 😜


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The Heart of the Matter— The Styrofoam Cup Pt. 2

#TheFathersHeart_The Heart of the Matter—Listening to Psalmist Raine “Altar” Pt. 2

Singing *Fill my cup Lord. I lift it up Lord…* in my best Cece Winans voice. (I only know ONE who would appreciate this…maybe 3 lol)

I was lifting my cup to the Father. My Styrofoam cup.

Styrofoam is light. Not a lot of weight so it CAN be lifted pretty easily…that’s a plus. It keeps things fairly fresh for a little bit of time as well! Styrofoam when used in packaging  (popcorn…a different form of styrofoam) can take the shock during the transportation and shipping of fragile deliveries.

But one hit to a Styrofoam CUP and it’s done! It can’t be used again. It’s pretty resistant to tape. (Trust me, I know, taught children’s ministry for a few years 🙄🤣 “….Sister Valerie, I need another cup!” After seeing rat like teeth marks! 😂) There is no putting back together.

So here I was lifting my Styrofoam cup (my heart) easily because I was open; no barriers or protection…I just needed something.

“Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.”

Psalms 23:5 KJV

I was sitting at a table BUT this wasn’t THEE table or feast meant for me! It was for those that hurt me! It felt like they were eating! I was starving…I was thirsty! Annnnnd wasn’t no coconut oil in my hair! (I was natural then too!) My curls wasn’t poppin’! No moisture! I didn’t feel refreshed.  Annnnnnd when I examined my own Styrofoam cup, I had seen that it had taken a good beaten’ 🙁 There was no overflowing of His blessings! I was leaking! I was stuck in a cycle of broken hearts; pure emptiness! I started on a mission to…

-Change MY cup-

I remember being in my dorm room praying and crying at night to be delivered and healed from these cycles of men who I so carelessly let have my heart. And definitely by this time, my body.

I grew hard! Numb. Even so, that my goal was to hurt those who hurt me and not care ONE lick, but guess what!? Yoooooou riiiiiight! That was stupid and didn’t work at all! Like I said before, these holes and voids grew deeper and wider each year. And with each man.

I went to church, sought counsel when needed, and just kept it moving.

There was a message preached one Sunday morning…well afternoon because we were starting at noon at that time. {Nope, don’t ask me what it was exactly about} but whatever it was it moved me to the altar. I was broken and needed a change…an invasion…a more sturdy cup. More like hmmm…maybe clay!

Clay is from the earth. How ironic eh? It is more durable than styrofoam but still can be broken, yet it isn’t as resistant as styrofoam when it comes to putting it back together! (if you didn’t catch that theeeen EXIT this NOW!)

So there I was, on the altar…tears flowing! I was next to be prayed for. My First Lady (affectionately called Mama D) whispered In my ear and said “You will have to learn yourself all over again!” …I will probably remember those words forever because I Literally heard JESUS!

I never experienced what happened next in my life! That’s how I know it was real! God! My Father…Purged me of everything I held on up to that point! I was being made free. My Heart was experiencing a rest it never experienced before! I was changing cups! Material! Matter! My heart burned because of something different, not because of hate but Love! Pure love! My innocence restored! And in fact this WAS true:

“Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.” Psalms 23:5 KJV

My cup changed to clay, it was more durable…and it did fill up with water that overflowed!

I was able to pour out and serve. God fills us up! With what you ask:

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Gal 5:22-23

There is no law: meaning there is no limit as to how much we are filled with as well as to how much we can give because of that overflow! The only leaks we should want to experience is because of the overflow! NOT because of leaks and cracks.

Did I experience more heart breaks, yes! Was I perfect? Sure lol! A PERFECT mess! Have I been tired. YES! But what’s different now? MATERIAL…and He now has free range to do with me as He chooses because I have experienced something fresh and crave to be right in His sight. So whenever It ‘s needed:

Isaiah 64:8 And yet, O Lord, you are our Father. We are the clay, and you are the potter. We all are formed by your hand.

I’ve been several different shapes of pots but always the same clay!

Jeremiah 18:1-3 The Message (MSG)

 1-2 God told Jeremiah, “Up on your feet! Go to the potter’s house. When you get there, I’ll tell you what I have to say.”

3-4 So I went to the potter’s house, and sure enough, the potter was there, working away at his wheel. Whenever the pot the potter was working on turned out badly, as sometimes happens when you are working with clay, the potter would simply start over and use the same clay to make another pot.

And just as in the beginning when He made man, we are all still dust…still needing to be shaped! Worked out! Kneaded! He uses His hands; big and strong enough to rescue us from our mess, yet gentle enough to mold us back together.

We have to let him heal us, and put us back together. We have to examine our own heart at times before pointing out the heart of another Because in our broken heartedness we can actually cause damage.

I imagine the liquid used to make us pliable again is His oil. But His tears too. A Real daddy does  not like to see His children or loved ones in pain or near death.

John 11:35 “Jesus Wept”

Pause for a moment! Stop your day now. CLOSE YOUR EYES. Feel the breaks. The pieces of your heart that are right on the edge of meeting the ground. See the missing pieces. He has found them! His hand is near and all He’s brought with Him is fresh oil and tears for His daughter of Zion and His son of the Most High. You’re still pliable.


💋Pretty Soldiers Wear Red Lips 💋

💋Pretty Soldiers Wear Red Lips 💋

Pretty Soldiers with a fight or whateva! 🙋🏽‍♀️💁🏽‍♀️

Divorce meaning to cut off or separate! Disengage!

We are entering a season of “no days off!” You can rest…but rest with your weapon! 📖

I caught a visual of a soldier in the trenches resting, yet still armed and ready! And that’s how we must be ladies because the enemy is out for keeps!

You were born with a God mandate, a Purpose that only you can do! Don’t get distracted! Stay armed and ready…
Yes, with an arched brow!💁🏽‍♀️ That Highlight extra glowy! Bold lip! 💋 But most important have the Word of God and Truth that flows from your heart! ❤️ That’s the true definition of locked and loaded! 🔫💣🧨🛡⚔️


Highlight: the FINISHING Touch

I remember a time I didn’t wear a highlight, it was just too much and I didn’t really know how to put it on! As my skills got better (matured) I noticed that my makeup looks were missing something! My skill sets improved annnnd adding a highlight NOW just COMPLETED My #BEATFACE Well, it’s now the last thing I put on…it brings the look all together! It. Completes. It! Allow God to finish what He started, I promise it’ll be the DOPEST highlight you’ll ever ROCK!




“I pray with great faith for you, because I’m fully convinced that the One who began this glorious work in you will faithfully continue the process of maturing you and will put his finishing touches to it until the unveiling of our Lord Jesus Christ!”

Philippians 1:6 TPT




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Gotta Be Quicker Than That!

My life is constantly changing! I can’t seem to jump off the rollercoaster at times! I’m like “God, for real!? …what’s REALLY going ON!?” His reply is always something like “Stay Ready!” and in my finite mind, I thought I was! Unknown-1

2 Tim 4:2 Preach the word of God. Be prepared, whether the time is favorable or not. Patiently correct, rebuke, and encourage your people with good teaching.

I don’t preach…aht aht! 😂 But I must be Ready to lead worship, Be a great wife, Ready to serve, Ready to share my heart/testimony, maybe even be a counselor, represent my brand…JUST READY…for whatever!

I Pray that this week YOU ISSSSS READY!!! For WHATEVA’!!! While on the Rollercoaster of life, Be ready for every TWIST and TURN! Don’t let every jerk and tug pull you out of the spirit but use it as a wake up call to press even deeper into the presence of God!

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Water and Oil…it Mixes 🤷🏽‍♀️

The most embarrassing thing happened to me today! 🤦🏽‍♀️

My. Car. Stopped! Not because it was broke down, but simply due to negligence! I ran out of Gas! Get this! Going to the gas station! I could seeeeee the gas Station y’all! I was sooooo mad!!!

Then of course the Lord decided to have a convo with me…in my time of embarrassment and being mad! 🙄😴😂 (Hello Dad! I’m mad! Not mad at you…but I’m salty dude! 😂)

We basically do this!! We will fake ourselves in saying “We got it!” “Keep going!” “You almost there!” “You got enough!” When there are clear signs and indicators that you need a moment to PAUSE, take a break, rest and allow our hearts to be filled again!!! You don’t have to force because all you giving out is fumes annnnd those you’re called to, or the mission and destiny set before you don’t need fumes! It. Needs. Water!!! It. Needs. Fresh. Oil!!! It’s the only time oil and water will mix!

A pause isn’t a sign of weakness, it’s a sign of strength annnnd for too long personally I thought it was a sign of weakness! Naaaawwww, it’s a very mature act when you can acknowledge those times to PAUSE!

My prayer for you ladies is that we all acknowledge those times….Also…

“I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit.”

Romans 15:13 NLT

Our families, ministries, and anything else we are connected to don’t need fumes from us…they need a FULL us!! Rest restores passion and desire! You’ll be soooo excited to simply BE YOU when rested!!

Allow Me To Introduce Myself…But WHO Am I?

I was Just three years old when I lost my mother to domestic violence. (that’s another story in itself…hold ON! Imma get to it!) But I lost my father too! 22 years I wondered who I was EXACTLY! Why is my hair snow white…at the age of 2?! (a bit of dramatic but lets carry on 😂 ) Where did the fatty part between my eyes come from? (ask me to squint! When I do it at home my husband grabs it! Lol! I love him!) I am so tall and thick! Why was I wearing a size 12 in a shoe AT THE AGE OF 12?! I am overly passionate and deep about everything I hold dear. Why?

I cry…over and about everything! (but this is changing surprisingly!) Where did I come from? Who did I come from? And what’s in my lineage? These questions and so many more were left unanswered…for 22 years! This void grew wider and deeper each of those years.

The Leaning Tower of Pisa.

Such a beautiful piece of architecture, but off…noticeably off! I was! At least to me!

Those around me seen strength; not falling over. But inside I failed miserably. EVERYDAY! I never measured up. I wasn’t enough or too much! (I delight in that now! I’m EXTRA and I know it! 😂) My foundation was unrepairable. And even if it was to be repaired, I couldn’t do it! I didn’t know who I was to even start. I was just tall…leaning…and my foundation could NEVER be corrected!

…so I thought!

You see, a father gives identity. Even in the Natural. It’s his seed that determines the sex of the child. Did I allow God to determine who I would be or the pain? Will  you allow God to determine who you will be after the storm..and even during? What will be your response? Will you exchange a bitter heart for a better one? One that is more whole!

There is a lyric in “Saving Grace Day” from HEAVENS RADIO that I am reminded of—“you took my broken heart and found the pieces I’ve never knew were gone.” The only one that can do such is the one that KNOWS you and created you in His image. He never FAILS! The greatest architect!! He formed you! Jer. 29:11 ”I knew you before I formed you in your mother’s womb. Before you were born I set you apart and appointed you as my prophet to the nations.” Our Father gives you an identity before YOU even understand who you are! Again, He made you in a way to look just like Him and He is more than familiar with Himself!  “God replied to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM. Say this to the people of Israel: I AM has sent me to you.” Exodus 3:14 (Read this entire passage)

Moses was too afraid of what the people would think after instructions were given of RESTORATION! And that was me! That is honestly all of us! We are always full of questions due to the fear of the unknown. Once we are given the keys to freedom, or our change is right in front of us then we want to say “But what if they don’t see?” “What will the people think?” “I am going to be different!” “What will their response be?” Don’t worry about it, baby! Your cries have been heard and the Architect is RESTORING your foundation! Lean NOT on your own understanding!!!

Take a moment to reflect on the areas God is trying to restructure in your life this week…your home life, ministry, relationships! Whatever it is…BE HEALED!


Valerie Nichole 📻


The Styrofoam Cup Pt. 1

#TheFathersHeart_The Styrofoam Cup Pt. 1

An open sore leads to infection. An unguarded heart can lead to a heart break. Unprotected sex before marriage leads to a baby before you are ready…soul ties…STD’s (sometimes can’t get rid of)…more heart break…unhealthy relationship cycles, Need I go on?! Take my word for it! Been there and done that—had the t-shirts annnnd destroyed them!

But that’s exactly what happens and what it feels like being uncovered. Unprotected. In. These. Streets.

You’re left open.

I remember my first boyfriend. I was a late bloomer but when I bloomed, I. Bloomed! Flower power to ya girl! I was 18. I started dating “Marshall” nearing the end of my senior internship I was doing in high school. He was older than me. 25. He towered over me and his skin was dark. Like daaawk!

Marshall watched me. I remember sitting at lunch with a friend and he eyed me. I was so thrown because before then I had never had a man look at me in that manner, that wasn’t 50 years old (if I did get attention it was from the geriatric community…so I always shrugged it off 😂) and I notice it. I was naive. I thought I was doing something wrong or I had a stain and only he noticed….I don’t know! I was just confused! He finally came up to me and in the thickest and most smooth French/African accent said “You’re gonna be my girlfriend!” He was from Senegal. I just bashfully smiled, put my head down, gathered my tray from lunch and walked away….with a number. My friend and I cracked up.

>> Fast FORWARD>>

Last couple of weeks of school he came to see me without anyone knowing. He drove a brown Astro Van. He delivered the newspapers.

After school let out, if I was to continue to see him, then I would have to tell my folks! I was scared! Terrified actually! I never had a boyfriend. And I knew they wouldn’t approve. BUT! My granny shockingly asked to meet him! My. Heart. Dropped! Yet  excited, I agreed. I called him and we scheduled that weekend, which everyone was “coincidentally” at my house. (only added person was my aunt but that IS everyone in my world)

I had always seen Marshall in work clothes. He delivered newspapers in bulk to hospitals, gas stations, and markets…so he always was grungy looking but he was still attractive to me at the time. (love is NOT blind but will make you GO blind because I reflect today and this dude was NOT the cutest crayon in the box…maybe cause I am laying next to this Chocolate Biscuit husband of mine, #beardgang, thick and curly hair, with a smile that consumes my bad day…I digress!) But when he showed up to my house?! He. Cleaned. Up. He had on a mens velour suit, white with a blue stripe up the side of his pant leg; A fitted blue cap to match and white shoes. He brought me flowers and I smelled him from the van while I stood on the porch. I ran out and greeted him and he politely kissed me on my cheek. My granny wasn’t too far and engaged in convo immediately. My Paw Paw chilled. My aunt stood a little far off just looking.

Marriage was soon talked about and we planned to secretly get married that winter. (He probably needed a green card 🙄) After the GREAT first impression, my family trusted him. But what seemed like just the right time to switch the game up and confuse me, he did! He became mean gradually and secretive over time.

And then it happened…

I was at his house, and he had just made some African dish and I was straightening up his apartment. (Only “love” could make me do THAT! Lol) Then there they were. I found a pair of female underwear and my stomach hit the other sphere of the earth. I was mad and scared, mostly mad and thats the emotion shown. I went storming to the kitchen. And threw them. (Madea movie, I know…) but he grabbed me up threw me up against a wall and banged his fist up against the wall and I was in the middle. He yelled something in French (to this day I don’t know what was said) and tears streamed down my face. In that moment, I felt my mom. I was quiet the rest of the evening. When he dropped me off, I only seen him a few times after. I stopped talking about him. I slowly stopped calling him. And then stopped answering his calls. I wasn’t doing that! I wasn’t going to be like my mom.

I didn’t become angry with God immediately after. It wasn’t until after a trail of incidents that I did. (I may write about that one later.)

Why was no one checking for me? Not a question asked. After being sheltered for so long, I felt like I was thrown out for the wolves to devour. (Even though it was my choice.) I felt alone. After all, he didn’t rape or put his hands on me the way others would categorize as serious.

But what happened was deep. Outside my Paw Paw, it was the first interaction I had with “love” and it wasn’t the fairytale high school sweetheart feeling this hopeless romantic thought it would be. My perspective of love was damaged and every “relationship” I seen through this obscured vision.

I felt like I had to take it all. I was a punching bag for anger and feelings and hurtful words was my normal.

I remember another “relationship” I found myself in after I encountered Christ. And he said some pretty damaging things to me through twitter. (that relationship I said I may talk about) He Hacked into my account and for all the world to see, damaged my integrity. And it triggered something in me that I had never felt. HATE! I left work, pawned a few things for extra cash, got in my 1999 Dodge Durango and I had a plan. I called my sister in Christ and I told her what I was going to do. Nothing was going to stop me!! He had to pay. Pay for them all. Somebody did.

I didn’t feel “He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.” Psalm 91:4

It was total opposite! I was in fact was heavy, (and not cause I was chunky! I was skinny fat back then!) much like an anchor! I was Weighed down in a hole of depression. I was so uncovered and vulnerable to all the wrong things. There was no protection. No barriers. I was weak and flimsy. Much like…

A styrofoam cup…with holes; leaking and not overflowing.

…to be continued…


Hello Compassion

STORY TIME: Hello Comapassion

Human: Of or characteristic of people’s better qualities, such as kindness or sensitivity

Per definition, we are to rise above. We have the capacity to be a better people! We can make a conscious and sound choice to simply…love! That is absolutely beautiful tooooo meeeeee. (yes, I am a ball of sunshine and daisies and hearts!) No, but for REAL! We can LEAD our hearts to care. We can be kind and fair. We can be joyful and full of life and we can truly be altruistic!

I’ve come to learn that this compassion, love, and “better qualities” can be like a yawn! Contagious! You, know…like when one person yawns, it starts a whole chain of yawns with whoever is around! (No, like literally I typed “yawn’ annnnnd I yawned! 😳 (ok ,I am freaked out!)

That’s how <3 LOVE <3 IS…at least it should be!

Last summer I was at the mall…on a weekday! Yes, I know! I love working a split. I get 4-6 hours to chill, unwind, be alone, and sleep! Midday naps!


Anyways…back to this story! #PeterRabbitHole moment…

At the mall…last summer…midday, I was just enjoying my little time off! I was riding looking for a parking spot…to my surprise! (Did these people not have jobs to be at? Guess they have splits too! *side eyes*) As I was riding, there was a man in a wheelchair. I noticed he was saying “Hi” or “Have a nice day!” to everyone that passed him; even to those in cars that pulled up in his vicinity dropping people off at the door. He would blurt out this GIGANTIC “HI” and wave, the best he could, and paired it with a gigantic smile to match! My heart was chocolate sitting in a HOT car during the summer time! MELTED! (I can be extremely sentimental) I couldn’t wait to get mine!

….But I sat in my car a little bit and watched…(yes, I am a creep!)

I watched as so many people ignored him. Literally! They walked right by and that melted heart soon began to hurt. How could you ignore? Was walking into a mall to purchase something you probably didn’t need more important than a response? Even a quick wave back? Are we as a people really that oblivious and self consumed, selfishly worrying about only what we are part of or connected to?

I thought to myself “How many of y’all claim to luh Jesus?”

1 John 4:20 If someone says, “I love God,” but hates a Christian brother or sister, that person is a liar; for if we don’t love people we can see, how can we love God, whom we cannot see?

Ok, so hate is a strong word here…but is it really? We are the hands, feet, voice, and should carry the presence of Jesus wherever we go. We are so self absorbed that we ignore those around us hurting and reaching out for what God has invested in us.

“Ephesians 4:2 “Be COMPLETELY humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.”

God has been patient with us and bearing with us in love since the Garden of Eden. #Throwback His gentle hand of mercy carried us and held back a judgment with our name on it, but He erased our name from the judgment, only to write it on a blessing! #TYJ!!

One definition of “bearing” is to support or hold up. Take a moment today to do that! Who will you cover or lift to the Father? It is the second, yet equally important commandment after loving our Father!

The second is equally important: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself. No other commandment is greater than these.” Matt 22:39

It goes on to say that everything that we are called to do is based on these TWO commandments!

Perhaps we can’t love properly because we fail to love ourselves. Do we show ourselves compassion or forgive ourselves when we don’t measure up to the standards of others or even ourselves? We are our own worst critics. I posted a little bit ago on my personal facebook that we often write ourselves off before anybody else. It’s true! We fail to love and be compassionate towards ourselves so it becomes impossible to give to others! That itself can be a whole ‘notha writing! Self care and self love!

Another definition of “bear” is to give birth! And when a man and a woman love each other…😜 (trust me a lot of my friends are DEEP in love with 12 kids! Each! Lol Shout out to my homies! ) We can birth love in this earth because once we encounter God He softens the soil of our hearts and plants that seed within us! Then we are able to produce it! Agape Love! This love is pure, and untainted! It is wide, open, runs deep and available to all!

So now I am giving you a new commandment: Love each other. Just as I have loved you, you should love each other. John 13:34

Bearing each other in love proves that we understand the Great Commission!

After sitting for a while, I finally got out and I had a small conversation. He told a few jokes. I legit laughed until tears. I went in and ran out the mall and he was still there so I said good bye. I passed him and he yelled out “YOU MADE MY DAY!” And told me to have a blessed day. I responded with matched excitement “NO! You’ve made MINE!” He actually did! He taught me to intentionally be compassionate. To stop and not just smell my roses, but to help tend another’s garden as well and smell their roses!

I called my fiancé, at the time, in tears with my heart so full of love! I am sure we each made a deposit in the others love tank!

Take time to love the unlovable. Don’t expect anything back. JUST LOVE! Love heals. Love restores. Love transforms. Love restores. Love mends broken relationships. Love forgives. Love does it all because GOD IS LOVE!

But anyone who does not love does not know God, for God is love. 1 John 4:8