04/29/2026
āØ Poem Testimony (true story-someone hurt my boy)
He Knows Who He Is
On a day (this week) I was miles away,
In another state, working, servingā
My phone rang. (4.27.26)
āHeās okayā¦ā they said,
But something in my spirit paused.
A word was spoken over my sonā
Not truthā¦ but pain.
Not identityā¦ but ignorance.
āAfrican monkey,ā another child in 3rd grade called him.
And for a momentā
My flesh rose up.
Anger knocked loudly at my heart.
But the Spirit whispered louder.
So I called my baby on video chat
Not just to hear himā¦
But to see him.
To look into the eyes of a boy
Who heaven calls chosen.
āTell me what happened,ā I said.
And then I reminded himā
Not of the worldās wordsā¦
But of Godās truth.
āYou are beautiful.
You are strong.
You are made in the image of God.ā
Because what they say
Will never override
What God has already spoken.
We prayedā
Not just for himā¦
But for the one who hurt him.
Because hurt children hurt children.
And we will not pass down painā
We will transform it.
We chose forgiveness.
Not because itās easyā¦
But because itās Kingdom.
And I told himā
There will be kind people.
And there will be cruel ones.
But never forget who you are.
This was a painful momentā
But also a powerful one.
Because identity was reinforced.
Faith was activated.
And loveā¦ still led.
Thank you, Holy Spirit,
For teaching us how to parent,
How to lead,
And how to respond
Not from hurtā
But from Heaven.
Truly thankful Dr. Ferrien called and thankful for the kindness of his teacher, Mrs. Becca Eric Reynolds who sent a loving text to check in later that day...
