Cleaning House

I used to see my life in a series of wins. I used to be proud of all that I had overcome. But brick by brick, the citizens of "The Friendly City", took who I was and shattered it to pieces. If they had tried to do that now, they would fail. But at the time, they used my weaknesses, my brokenness and my mistakes to build a perception of me. They passed enough judgment that you would think Jesus didn’t have any work to do. 

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Unfortunately for them, I know more about this town than most. I have sat in silence for a long time waiting for the moment to spill the tea, and now is that moment. This series is a tell-all about Columbus, Mississippi. My personal experiences, and if you feel so inclined, your experiences.

 

So get out the nice china‌, and make some finger sandwiches- and pray there isn’t a chapter about you. As the saying goes, “hell hath no fury like a woman scorned”.