Being Coach D!

“Who Got Me??” Ya’ll Got Me!!!

Hey sugars. Thanks for your calls, texts, love, everything, everything, and everything else. You have been my legs. I don’t even know how they have been working and how I didn’t already evaporate (like the left behind dress with smoke rising from the Wizard of Oz. You have been my BRAIN. D-U-C-K when I was spelling DUKE for the funeral…

Blessing in the Chaos, A Prayer by Jan Richardson

Friends, this has been a tragic time for us all as we have endured many combinations of stress that could not be accounted for in advance. While I do not know how you are sustaining yourselves and your commitments during this time, I do know this quick prayer will bring comfort to your chaos. Enjoy To all that is chaotic…

CoachDNicole POSTS Duke Divinity School Field Education Journal Entry Week 1

Field Education Experience: Week 1 Journal

One aspect of this opportunity is the request to submit a journal entry to the school regarding my experiences each week. I’ll be sharing those via this blog as well. If I censor portions, I’ll let you know, but I plan to share with you my full truths. Enjoy that! I can’t always share, and won’t always be allowed to. Ask whatever questions you have as a result. Here goes…

Smallest Church in America

I visited the Smallest Church in America. I thought this very appropriate considering the journey I am on. Making sense of it all means honoring the expectations of my first church… myself. I must embody fruitful righteousness with(in) me prior to extending that goal and lifestyle to others.

I moved

I moved to a space in life where I must find benefit in the casual things… in the breath-taking, time-extending benefits of the journey that God has placed me on.

The Most Blessed Side of Prayer

Years before when I had faced similar tragedies alone, I always found comfort in my suffrage through prayer. Upon arrival back in this space again… well not really arriving, I had been here for years now… back at it again and my passion was dying out of me quickly. I knew no other recourse of action than  prayer, so I set out on a journey that frightened me immensely. I took a path that I knew was sure to get me out of my tragedy despite the turmoil of it all. I took a special course of action that I knew came with guaranteed results. Though I did not know what the results would be, I knew I would be happier finding myself over on that side of life versus remaining stuck in the smut I was already in. So! I tried.