Sunday Service

This moment right here ❤️ Standing at the altar with Mom after service, just days before Christmas, feeling all those childhood Sunday mornings wash over me. Sure, there were times I dragged my feet (sorry Mom, Dad, Jacob, Grandma and Mama Ashie!), but every week, rain or shine, we were in these pews. Now? Coming home to Detroit just wouldn't feel right without walking through these church doors with my family. Grateful for the wisdom of my elders who knew exactly what my stubborn heart needed, even when I didn't. This right here? This is my reset button, my shelter, my home away from home. 🙏🏽