Watchman Tamara R Grove Watchman Tamara R Grove

and then death pursued her

Deep breath…she regains her composure and fixes her eyes on the stones and memorizes the mouths of the ones spewing hatred at her nakedness and she is in part relieved for that familiar pain. 

Read More
Watchman Tamara R Grove Watchman Tamara R Grove

Goodbye Moon

As the moon crept slowly across the sky, Leo could see its reflection dancing across the moving waters below. It had been a long battle, some wins, some heavy defeats; causalities had been taken, lives had been saved…through it all he knew he never walked alone.

Read More
Black Community Tamara R Grove Black Community Tamara R Grove

Illegal Alien Invasion and the Democratic Party Set Up

In reality the illegal alien is a detriment to the Black community. A financial burden, that is devastating. Illegal Aliens cost US taxpayers135 billion dollars every year. Their willingness to work for low wages necessarily keeps all wages low, they fight for our jobs, they take our housing, gentrify our neighborhoods, and believe it or not enforce no go zones within our own communities.

Read More
Watchman Tamara R Grove Watchman Tamara R Grove

The Black Dreamer...Let There Be Hope Again

The American Dream.

It’s a promise that is earned. It’s a perception set by every American rooted in life experiences. We watch our parents, our family members, and family friends. We hear stories of generations no longer amongst us; tales of failures, of strikeouts, and home runs - it causes us to dream. Formed at a young age groomed as we grow, we set our sights on obtaining a goal. The American Dream is not something someone hands you it’s something you go out and persevere to attain.

Read More
Tamara R Grove Tamara R Grove

No Greater Love

Shots are flying over my head I can hear the sounds of war so loud – deafening.  My tears fall on your face and I think you blink.  Are you alive?  God don’t let him die…not now.  Not yet, not like this

Read More
Confession Tamara R Grove Confession Tamara R Grove

I am an Abolitionist

Many people wander this planet entirely wrecked by devastating childhoods or lousy adult decisions. The enemy loves to heap on feelings of abandonment, shame, illegitimacy, rejection, and all forms of oppression.

Read More
Confession Tamara R Grove Confession Tamara R Grove

My Name Is Date Palm

I sat at my kitchen table eating supper with my children, and I said, “does anyone else sense that?” No. “Okay well, something is coming,” I said, “and it’s not good.”

Read More
Confession Tamara R Grove Confession Tamara R Grove

When God Wounds

Atop Mt Beatitudes on a brisk January evening in 2018, I listened intently to my guide Naomi, through our "whispers" as she called them. I wanted to feel something as I searched the waters and looked across the way...I felt nothing. 

Sigh

Even here it follows me…

Read More