Tag: Motivational
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Low Volume
A Sasspoint Village Narrative By 6:48 a.m., Marceline Rowe had already ignored two phone calls, one twelve-minute voice note, and a text message that simply read: “Call me ASAP. It’s too much.” Nothing good had ever followed the phrase “It’s too much.” Especially before sunlight. Marceline lived in the quieter side of Sasspoint Village, where…
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Why Smart Women Disappear
Why Smart Women Disappear A Sasspoint Village Narrative By late afternoon, the café patios in Sasspoint Village were full of women pretending they were “just grabbing coffee” while secretly conducting emotional audits on everyone they had ever met. It was a respected local tradition. Near the corner window of The Grateful Griddle sat Selah Beaumont,…
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365 Hours
365 Hours A Sasspoint Village Narrative By Anita T. KumehScriptures, Sass & Stories™ Nobody in Sasspoint Village noticed the change at first. That was the interesting part. People always claimed they could “sense energy shifts,” but most could not detect an actual transformation unless it arrived wearing a crisis, a scandal, or a dramatic Facebook…
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The Grace Budget
In Sasspoint Village, people managed things well. Time. Image. Commitments. And for some—quietly, without ever saying it out loud—even grace. Caleb was known for being dependable. If something needed to be done, he did it. If someone needed help, he showed up. He didn’t like leaving people stranded or situations unresolved. To him, that wasn’t…
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The Architecture of Alignment
The Architecture of Alignment A Reflective Narrative from Sasspoint Village When Zahara married Elias, the photographs were flawless. Crystal chandeliers shimmered above them.Champagne glasses chimed.Guests whispered, “Perfect match.” From the outside, everything aligned. But alignment is not aesthetic. It is architectural. White silk and gold rings,Blueprint hidden beneath vows.Foundation unseen. In the early months, they…
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Don’t Ghost the Pew
Don’t Ghost the Pew — A Sasspoint Village Tale In Sasspoint Village, the pews had a reputation of their own. They were always occupied, always tended. Always carrying the quiet history of saints who had worshiped through droughts, downpours, and decades. But recently, a new murmur drifted through Boutique Row and along the Settle-Waters Boardwalk:…
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NASI
NASI (Pronounced Na-Sah) My name is Nasi.It sounds simple, but don’t let that fool you — my name is loaded.It’s not just a sound.It’s a sentence.It’s a promise.It’s a future that God whispered long before I learned to walk. “Nasi” means prince… leader… one who is lifted.Yes — all of that in one tiny name.…
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The Pattern of His Glory
The Pattern of His Glory By Anita T. Kumeh Before the mirror stood a dream,wrapped in color, truth, and flame.A woman once quiet, now redeemed,whispered softly Heaven’s name. Her dress — a hymn of threads and hues,Ankara blooms in bold display,Each stitch a story God once used,to weave her night into new day. The needle…
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Grace Runs the Household
Grace Runs the Household A Sasspoint Village Story by Anita T. Kumeh Scripture: Proverbs 16:32 (NLT)“Better to be patient than powerful; better to have self-control than to conquer a city.” The clock was ticking like it had a personal vendetta.Groceries sat on the counter, silently judging me.The laundry was forming alliances with the dishes,and the…
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The Lace and Lessons Club
The Lace and Lessons Club A Sasspoint Village Story by Anita T. Kumeh Every second Saturday, the women of Sasspoint Village met in the church lounge for what the younger ones called “Fashioned in Faith.” Miss Thelma led the group, her pearl earrings swaying like punctuation marks of wisdom.“Now, darlings,” she began, smoothing her…