The Purpose Room

Three months ago, I had the opportunity to visit Washington, D.C. I had the opportunity to visit a great city politically and culturally. I traveled there with my colleagues from the Student Association. Every winter semester, the Student Association selects senators to travel to D.C. during the spring semester. I was selected and each of us went down on business. It was a business trip. The issue I addressed was the need to improve student safety on campus and reduce sexual assault across university campuses. I met with WI and IL senators asking for their support. I spend most of my time on the hill. AS student senators, we had the responsibility of lobbying and being in and out of meeting with legislators. I saw the iconic, the Aunties of all Aunties, the queen of 'Reclaiming My Time", and aka Auntie Maxine. I saw Congresswoman Maxine Waters as I was going through security in Longworth Senate Building. On a personal note, I was there for ONLY four days. It was

Yesterday was a heavy day for me. I wasn't emotional but I had a heart full of gratitude. Yesterday made a week since I moved out of my apartment on campus. I had visited for the weekend of March 13th and I didn't plan that I wouldn't return to complete my senior year. I was home for three and a half weeks. Stripped from physical contact, normal work, and school routine. I miss my own space the most. Some call it selfish but I was living on my own for a year and a half. I used to look out for my self, cooking, pursuing my independence, dining myself. I remember that Thursday, one of my friends asked did I wanna go out. I declined and said I had so much work to do. However, I REGRET that now, since that was the last time I was going to see him. As people, we don't truly value human interaction until we are deprived of it. Right now, we can hold zoom calls, skype, google hangouts but it is not the same. Nothing compares to the freedom that you have when

Why does it mean to surrender your Heart to God? Have you truly surrendered your heart to God, or do you find yourself in a routine? We will be in a religious routine of going to church, listening to sermons, and paying our tithes but we still place our desires first and place God on the backburner. I have defined three key terms below that I had to define for myself before writing this blog. Surrender: to give oneself up into the power to yield, control or possession unto the another Disobedience: refusing or failing to obey double mindedness: a wavering mind, refusing or failing to obey I have been struggling to fully surrender to God for at least the last month and a half. I haven't magically arrived at that place, but I had to cut off an ungodly relationship. The relationship wasn't toxic, but it was going to lead me to my downfall. God told me to cut off the relationship twice because I was trying to hold on to it. He as

"You cannot heal in the same environment that hurt you." -Unknown Its Friday and I can’t imagine how you may have been impacted by this virus. Everybody is talking about time management, productivity, and developing a successful quarantine routine. The world will pressure you to check boxes. There was a quote that went viral constantly reiterating if you don't come out this pandemic with a hobby, a business. If you’re not up at 5am, somehow you are doing it wrong and that’s NOT TRUE! Instead, can we change it to a different narrative. How are you healing? How are you healing yourself during this pandemic? How taking the time to invest in yourself intrinsically? It is easy to scroll on Social media and live your life in the shadows of other people. However, God is clear when he tells us not to compare ourselves to others. It will make us jealous and in part will take our eyes of the work he’s doing in us. In fact, when we covet other people lives it t

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose." - Romans 8:28 KJV The week of March 13th, 2020 was a living nightmare. The Coronavirus had just hit and UWM administrators were sending us tons of emails. Surely, I thought this would blow over in the next couple of weeks. My teachers were giving instructions on how the rest of the semester would look like. There was talk in every social space. At my job, all of the students were relieved and cheering. It was my senior year and I didn't want to think of finishing the rest of my semester online. At the time it seems unfathomable. My senior year was shattered. The events for senior year, graduation, and all of my classes. Our spring break was extended for two weeks and we will resume online instruction for the rest of the semester. On top of that, University housing is closing. It is a "stay at home order" to reduce the spread of th