To all the beautiful black girls staring at 30
Who don’t know what they’re doing,
or what to get worked up about
There is nothing wrong with you
I promise…
You are not too picky, too ugly, too bright,
too happy, too independent, too educated
Nah, you’re just right.
Don’t worry about changing your hair, your nails,
or how you wear your makeup
If you wear makeup at all.
Your beauty, it is absolutely radiant
Your charisma smiles with the dawn of 28.
Step away from the math
And the anxious wondering, “when will I have kids?”
Don’t worry. Everything in its time.
The mate. The marriage. The minions.
You will cherish them when they get here, after waiting longer
…than everyone else.
Are you planning? Are you preparing?
Most importantly, are you praying?
Praying that God will use you NOW beyond measure.
That He’d pour you out, and fill you up?
Have you reached the mountaintop?
Have you claimed your sphere of influence?
What are you doing while you wait?
Getting frustrated? Feeling complacent? Feeling ignored maybe. Perhaps undervalued at your job. Perhaps unseen. Frustrated more than ever.
Beautiful, keep your eyes on the prize.
Complete the tasks before you.
Accomplish your potential in this season.
Fully maximize your intellect
Discover and acknowledge your virtues and talents.
Let it not be said we wasted our twenties
On risky love affairs
Shallow scheming or empty pursuits.
Instead, let us be found guilty of recklessly chasing our purpose
And coming undone in our love for Christ.
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