What do you wear when you are supposed to look sporty yet you cannot you cannot wear your gym gear to church? And you are rocking some funky braided up-do?
Leather. And sneakers.
Hair: Yami’s Collections, Arcades Mall Lusaka, Zambia
Tee: ‘Thiefted” from Hubby’s wardrobe (but originally from Mr. Price)
Skirt: Dorothy Perkins
Sneakers: random sports store in Berlin
MOA: Moi, as in me! I know right?
Photography: Selfie-stick (hubby has been replaced)
Ps: white ankle socks also thiefted from hubby – what’s his is mine kikikiki
I have never been good at expressing myself. Perhaps it’s because i grew up being the only girl in a house full of boys. ..well having two older brothers was like having six. I thought i had to be as loud as them in order to be noticed, not that I knew it then of course.
I preferred to be lost in the magical world that an author’s imagination could take me to. But i never got to express myself. I know that sounds sad but i had a happy childhood. I was a loud, talkative little girl that just hadn’t found her voice yet, pretending to be someone that maybe she really wasn’t (that sounds really deep for a little girl).
I discovered that i loved to sing. I loved the way it made me feel. I loved that i was finally able to express what was on my heart. I loved that i didn’t have to pretend to be someone else, that when i sang my family could finally see me. Singing showed me that there was something deep inside of me that needed to get out.
I am a young Christian woman and i still sing today. I still sing today because it remains an honest and pure way to express myself, for my own sake as well as to express what God has placed inside of me. The thing with singing (and i am talking about worshipping God) from the heart is that you can’t hide from the truth. You can try and hide from it for a while , or you can try and fight it but thats a losing battle.
When God places ‘ a song’ inside of you, ,it’s for a purpose. It’s not for that song to just sit idle inside of you. Its to save a generation, to draw the lost, to heal the broken.
I have been hiding, i have been fighting, i have been holding back. But i am ready. Its time to let my song out.