My passion for writing continued to intensify as my pursuit of knowledge has me immersed in literary forms and expressive ideas that further fueled my desire. I was not one of the outstanding English students, which challenged my self-esteem and any hope of being a scholar. Grappling with a negative view of my abilities. I developed a love for poetry in grade school, but the desire to create my own grew when I helped my nephew. Now, in my world judged only by me, I began writing poems for myself, for my personal self-help. Yes, I say self-help because writing poetry was a form of therapy. It was my way of dealing with the pains of life’s disappointments. It was my way of screaming on a mountain and listening to it echoing back to me. It was my friend in my alone moments. The words might not have been spelled correctly, and the punctuation was in the wrong place or absent altogether, but at that moment, I got lost and found myself in a world where the words in the images were crafted, hugged me, and comforted me.
From Poetry to Nonfiction
My academic journey through theological content provided an overwhelming amount of information. In the theological space, a person is exposed to many avenues where a mix of information is provided. It was here that I developed my curiosities and struggled with unanswered questions. The more information I found, the more curious I became about those who shared my curiosity about these things and were unable to find the answers. I went from publishing my first set of poems to writing about humans' temporary existence, God's eternal existence, and the correlation between the two based on the writings of Moses in Psalm 90.
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