What if he hadn’t known Christ?

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Baby's Breath, Church, Aisle, Weddings, Marriage, Christ, God, Faith

The man I married was an all day on Sunday Christian. A church musician, but I wonder would my outcome been different if he hadn’t known Christ?

This is a question I’d have to ask myself while down on my knees praying to God. It was rhetorical, but I kinda needed an answer. I’d prayed that God would get me through the tough parts of marriage. The part that no one tells you about, the part that isn’t pretty lace and bows. The something old, is the childish games that get played by you and your spouse, where no one wins. The something new, is you, in the mirror trying to figure out who you’ve become. While wondering will your favorite eyeshadow cover that bruised eye. The something borrowed sometimes is your faith; that we are going to make it. It isn’t about the baby’s first steps. It is the waiting for your husband to come home knowing he’s been gone too long and up to no good. Its the puffy eyes and tear stained t-shirts because you ran out of tissues.
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April 23, 2016

You can’t move mountains with whack faith

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“He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I
tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to
this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing
will be impossible for you.””
Matthew 17:20 NIV


image credit Terez Baskin

The disciples asked Jesus why they couldn’t cast out the demons from a
boy possessed. His reply was simply you your faith is whack. If you
simply believed with the mustard seed size faith you go easily move
mountains, but because you think you can’t do it you just won’t. Your
unbelief will be your reality.

What is your mountain?

What more importantly is making your faith whack?
Is it the idea that you can’t be happy? Is it that you can’t have nice
things? Is it because you think that you will fail?

Failure sucks, but going away and dying quietly is worst than failing
publicly because if you stay in the game long enough you will overtake
the old ideas about who you were and how you failed will be old news,
but when you go and die quietly you learn that time doesn’t fade the
sting. It’s more like whatever happened to her? Oh she fell off so
hard it hurt.


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Andra Day’s Rise is the new theme song for the 2016 Olympics. Being an
Olympian is the most respected level in athletics. You screw this up
you better be ready in four years to redeem yourself. It’s not like
basketball or baseball with a long season and fans with short
memories. People worldwide have replayed your failure in slow motion
for four damn years. Just die won’t cha.

It’s in those moments you say it took me 4 years to get here. I beat
out millions who wanted this just as much as me. Maybe I practiced
more, my coach was better, maybe my shoes were tighter, maybe it was

I believe any and every journey begins with faith of I can make it.
I can do this.
I will do this. Know that if it was easy everyone would do it.

“You’re broken down and tired”

It’s the way she sings move. I was moved to tears hearing her sing that
line. Because she says it so flawlessly as if moving mountains is like
pushing your ikea couch to the other side of your apartment. Moving a
mountain requires faith and hope in your authority to cast out demons,
take that test, climb that wall, beat your personal best. It’s kicking
fear’s ass every time you rise again in spite of ridiculous obstacles.

Will you move mountains? If you don’t it won’t be because you can’t.
It’s going to be because you didn’t believe you could.

April 17, 2016

Christ is one size fits all, Church is not.

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I will admit, I had a very unrequited love relationship with Jesus for most of my childhood. He loved me, I wasn’t quite sure if my feelings were the same. I didn’t know him that well.


Let me put this into context. Growing up I’d moved from attending the Kingdom Hall as a Jehovah’s Witness to attending Catholic high school while going to a Missionary Baptist Church. My Dad had grown up Catholic and my step-mother and sisters are Lutheran. I think I’d covered all my religious bases. God was always around, but I hadn’t had a relationship until a few years ago. I realized that God was universal, but Church wasn’t. There are rituals and hymns that are pretty adjacent. Many of these traditions I didn’t understand, but at the heart of it all God is love.

As Black Christians, we seem to be stuck in how, why, when, where, and what we wear while we praise God that we forget that none of that barely matters to God. He wants our praise and our works.

Where have you been?

Palm Sunday I attended the church I quietly became a member of at the beginning of 2016. A great community of believers who are on fire for God and building his kingdom. I went to my service and then headed across town to my former Missionary Baptist Church. This community of believers were not my cohort. I’d left there at the end of 2015. I left because I was exhausted. I was mentally and physically spent. I’d hit a low point in my faith in God’s people, but not in God. I was serving in the Children’s ministry and had been for over a year. I’d taken on the children’s ministry working with another young mom from the congregation. This was my second time being a teacher in the children’s ministry. I’d served before when my youngest was an arm baby. Her on one hip while teaching school lessons from the Bible and helping build young minds in Christ. That is a story for another time, but I was committed. This weekend, an old Deacon asked me why I’d left, and why couldn’t have waited until the Lord sent who I was looking for here. I’d come and gone over the last 20 years, but I couldn’t say that I would be “back” anytime soon. I politely asked/stated, why must I wait for the Lord to send them here instead of going to a Church that more appropriately fit my needs?

I’d left this time because I’d spent an entire year and a half missing the teaching that comes from hearing the preached word. (Romans 10:14) What I’d found was that my relationship with God had grown stronger totally interdependent of my minimal attendance to actual service. A place where I should be replenished by the word and fellowship with other Christian believers, but I wasn’t. I am a divorced single mom in my mid-30s. I am in the middle of a great career in Marketing. I am an author. I am a good citizen, but I was a unicorn in this place. I was one of the youngest adult parishioners by about 25 years (on the low end and 60 on the high end). All retired or semi-retired. Sunday is the highlight of their week because they come here to be with the people they’ve seen for the last 40+ years. I remember in my 20s being reprimanded for not wearing stockings to church. I was wearing a full suit, but not having on stockings seemed out of order. The mother’s board and missionaries were out done. This place was no longer for me. I couldn’t relate to them other than to give respect for the life they’ve lived and the experiences that they lived through. They also couldn’t relate to me. The Sundays I had to miss when I have to travel for work, why I jet out the door right after service was over, and the modern struggles of parenting. They didn’t understand.

Palm Sunday – I came in Peace

This Palm Sunday, I had a revelation. I’d gone there in peace, but somehow I posed a threat to the normal. (Matthew 21:5) Literally, as I went into the place I’d just publically left just 3 months ago. I’d realized that this place hasn’t grown in the last 20 years because it doesn’t meet the needs of people just like me. The standard 4 hour Sunday services were barbaric. I love the Lord. He knows I do. I don’t however believe that spending half of my Sunday at Church means I love him more. This is one of the reasons young Christians may stay away. I am a Generation Xer. Not a Millennial. I love Millennial, but what we do have in common is the need to get more done is less time. I was married to a PK (a preacher’s kid) who was a church musician. I don’t want to put it all on this, but I bet you that my refusal to spend 8-10 hours in church on Sunday left a rift in our relationship and allowed a wedge between us.

I believe that we are still participating in the good ole days of churchin’ all day that have lead many to flock to alternative religious practices. I don’t think there is a shortage on faith. I think that faith is stronger than ever. What I think we are short of is patience when it comes to being in church like in the days of our great-grandmothers, I can’t take it. I’ve basically done a shift at work on Sunday and it angered me. It made me envy Lutheran/Catholics who sing 3-5 hymns and a homily in 45 minutes flat. Christ is one size fits all, but churches are not. Whether you watch Super Soul Sunday on OWN or attend weekly Bible study online doesn’t make your faith card fade. Or if you read the Bible on an app versus carrying leather bound version with highlighter in the margins, you are not less versed in verses. I think modern technology has reached more people in the margins than ever before. I think it will continue to gather believers and non-believers to meet them at their very need. Often NOT in Church.

During a recent car ride my cousin apologized for listening to Moody Bible radio. “I can’t listen to Gospel Pop music”, she exclaimed. I agreed. I informed her that I stopped listening to “traditionally Black Christian music”, there is a time and a place for it, but when do we evolve from Negro spirituals to faith-filled music that speaks to the diversity in our Christian community? Why should we apologize for our personal preferences?

I needed to be in a place that I felt I could strengthen my education of Christ. Somewhere I could be with other people in the same season of life that I am in. I needed people who have children my children’s age. Folk who go to work every day and need to come to the “filling station of life”, and turn around on a Monday and do it all again. My Christian comrades who are building faith in the day to day life where heroes don’t have capes and mommy sometimes yells because we are running late for the bus.

This is my season to take off apologizing for the way I practice my faith. I encourage everyone to go out and find faith that fits them and their needs. I guarantee that no matter where or how you try on Christ this Easter he will fit. Just don’t be discourage if you have to change where you shop.


March 22, 2016

Get In-Couragement

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Courage can be defined as having the strength to do things that other people would not do.


Encouragement is the support from external sources and other people from your community to do the things they believe we have the strength to do.

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In-Couragement is the voice of God within all of us to do accomplish the tasks that God has placed inside of us to do. It is the manifestation of his gifts, talents and skills that will help us do these things. In-Couragement helps you fulfill his purpose for your life. Your inner strength to persevere. It will help you push past the obstacles, challenges, and defeat. Yes, even though you have God as the wind beneath your wings there will be set backs, and road blocks. These should be seen as test of your faith. A test of your faith and your commitment to your personal legend.

Your In-Couragement will take you to places where only faith can take you. A place that no mere mortal can go without God; without God’s grace & mercy.

In the last couple of years, I have personally pushed past limitations and obstacles to continue to follow my personal legend. I have been haunted by the things I didn’t accomplish. I decided that I would not live like that forever. I make a clear decision about who  I wanted to be. More like needed to be for my daughter. I wanted her to know that anything is possible. That she could be anything and do anything.

In 2 Samuel verse 10 it is written, “Be Brave! We must be courageous for the sake of our people and the cities of our God. The Lord will do what is good in his eyes. -CEB

There were times I thought I could not be brave. There were times I didn’t believe in my ability or talents, but what I realize now is that the Lord did for me what was good in his eyes. What he thought best for me. I have to take the same rough patch and get all the in-Couragement I can.

Have you ever been in a situation where you were not getting encouragement from your community, but you decided to trust God. Tell me how it made you feel to know that you were totally reliant on his words and your faith.

Love & Light, Terez

March 2, 2015

Mani Monday -How to get Thanksgiving Nail Art

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How to Create Thanksgiving Nails

Manicure Monday or the entire week even. Here is a quick how to nail tutorial that will make you the envy of all your Thanksgiving guest.

Try a turkey on for size with the Hot Design’s nail polish pens. They are dual sided, one side paints while the other side is a fine tip that will help you create the artwork.

DIY this cute turkey while you wait for the real thing.

How to Create Thanksgiving Nails

A Fresh take on traditional Thanksgiving Colors

My daughter loves these pens. She uses them to make individual art designs on each nail. I like the coral, red, and grey details. It is a fun departure from the traditional browns, oranges, and tans. This fresh palette would  go great with your holiday outfits. This is the perfect pregame food activity. I am always the one who is cooking, and I would probably wreck my nails, but if you aren’t the one making sure the brood is fed. I say hit this fun design and show off your artistic wild turkey nail art side, this manicure Monday or any day this week will work.

Top it Off

You can get the Hot designs this week at Wal-mart, Bed, Bath, and Beyond, online at Hot Looks just for ($14.95).

Make sure you cover this with OPI Natural Nail Base Coat & Top Coat COMBO FULL SIZE .5, for shine. It helps make your cute manicure last for a few days and look good even after a rigorous day full of cooking, eating, and licking your fingers (if the food is as good as you say it is)!

What other beauty items are on your list this holiday week? If you have the time will you try this. If you are baking a Turkey you will have a few extra hours on your hands in between basting. Try this Thanksgiving Nail art for a fun holiday twist.



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November 24, 2014

[Video] Detroit, Motor City Style.

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When you think of fashion and style do you ever think of the Motor City? I didn’t think so, but New York Times wants you to see that the city still has style. Detroit style is influenced by the art and architecture of the city. The rich history of music and steel makes Detroit style standout. It is vintage, modern, laid back, artistic, it is grown up and playful. Check out the video and take a peek into what makes Detroit a style city. The four people highlighted share their style and the inspiration behind it. They are all visually different and they talk about how the city inspires their mood and style. Each talks about the distinct difference their style is based on what they do and where they are in the city.

Motor City Style History Lesson

My grandmother was raised in D town and I remember being there a lot myself as a kid growing up. I don’t believe I got to see the style in the city in those years. I felt like it was just a honest hard working city.  I think that the most style I saw growing up was my great grandmother and her friends from church.  They were always dressed to the nines and it was nothing for you to see a hat and coordinated dress or suit combination. I love vintage style and I think Detroit has a great style history with all the Motown and music and industry. I think this video gives you a great window into the new style emerging in a city rich with style history. Detroit, Motor City Style could be your next style destination. What do you think of the style city? What other cities do you think have a rich style history. Hit the comments and let me know.




June 16, 2014