A Story of Transformation and Deliverance
When the Lord lets you know he has an assignment for you, how do you respond? If you are like Sabrina Jones, you simply ask, “Lord, what do you want me to do?” This week, I had the pleasure of talking to Sabrina Jones, our featured mom for this Motherhood Monday. Ten years ago, Sabrina grew very aware that coming to church and helping to fill the pews was not enough. There was more work to do in the vineyard and she needed to know how the Lord wanted to use her. She sat down and began to build a plan and, over the course of 10 days, she had given life to a ministry she calls “Transformation”. It is a women’s ministry focused on deliverance and transformation.
Sabrina lives in Greensboro, North Carolina with her husband and they are the proud parents of three adult children. Professionally, Sabrina works as a Chemical Analyst for a local corporation. She’s a devoted and long-term member of Evangel Fellowship Church of God in Christ in Greensboro, NC where Pastor Otis Lockett Jr serves as Superintendent. She loves meeting people and possess a very outgoing personality that she uses to build her ministry and bring glory to the Kingdom of God.
On a global scale, 2020 has been a year like no other. And for Sabrina, her challenges were multiplied. It began in January of 2020, when she learned that her reoccurring tumor would require surgery. It was major surgery. The doctors at UNC determined that a portion of her jaw would have to be amputated. This was not the news Sabrina wanted to hear but she would put her trust in Him, gather her courage and move forward. She underwent surgery in January and a second one in March. By the Lord’s grace and abundant favor, Sabrina returned to work in April of this year!
I asked Sabrina to tell me more about her Transformation Ministry and how it began. At first, Sabrina admits she had to deal with fear. “I was scared about doing something wrong”, she recalls. In addition, she was concerned that others may not give her permission to lay the foundation she needed. But she did not allow her fears to reign over her. Instead, she sought wisdom from above and determined that she was about her Father’s business. For her it was clear, she was not being led to get permission for her ministry. Instead, she sought those who would hear her plans and bless them. She began by getting her husband’s blessings. Next, she and her husband went together to lay out her plans to the late Pastor Otis Lockett Sr. He was happy to give her his blessings.
Ten years later, Sabrina’s blessings have served to bless many others. Today, Transformation has served more than 2,500 women in North Carolina, South Carolina, Virginia and Texas. Sabrina finds great satisfaction in knowing that her ministry has worked to transform the lives of black and white women too. The Transformation Experience aims to set women free from oppressive bonds and generational wounds. It is a two-day, intensive deliverance and healing ministry that incorporates Biblical teaching along with a raw and honest exposure of tough and often uncomfortable issues so many women face. Ultimately, women leave the experience as disciples who disciple. Participants are strongly encouraged to commit to continuing their spiritual growth after completing the program.
Sabrina depends on a team of very capable women to make the Transformation Experience what it is. COVID19 restrictions have delayed some of their plans. However, Sabrina and her team remain dedicated to reaching and serving more women soon. If you are interested in learning more about the Transformation Experience, you can find Sabrina Jones on Instagram (@sabrina_jones88) and on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/sabrina.jones.39948).
Unforgettable: Lois Davis
An Unforgettable Woman of God
Mama Lois became a mother at a young age. As a single mom, she moved away from her parents home in New Jersey to live with her sister in Fort Lauderdale, FL. She went into labor on Halloween and gave birth to a son she named Anthony. Life was not easy for this young mama. It took her a few years to create the life she truly wanted for her family. She worked hard to take care of her son and, soon, built a more stable life.
Some time later, she met Danny Davis, a young man from a Christian household. But Lois had no time for games. By that time, she had two children and had grown much wiser. Lois became Danny’s love interest and he knew that winning her over would not be easy. Danny lived in one city and Lois lived in another. So, after their initial meeting, they only talked over the phone. Soon Danny came up with a plan. Each week he got paid, he would lay money aside for Lois and send it to her. He figured it would help her take care of a few bills. She had not asked for his help but she was intrigued by his persistence.
After a few weeks of talking by phone, she finally agreed to meet him in person for a date. He was thrilled. At their first date, she handed him an envelope. He opened the envelope to find all the money he had sent her over the past weeks. She did not spend one penny of it. Now, he was intrigued. He knew she was the one. They married and remained a loving and devoted couple until her death in 2018.
Lois’s oldest son, Anthony, became my husband and we have been married for 34 years. He, like his Mom, is one of the hardest working people I know. But even more so, he is a man of God, who makes his family a priority. He serves in the church as a devoted Deacon. Lois’s baby boy grew up to earn a degree in Mechanical Engineering and has worked as a Die Engineer for more than 25 years.
I thank God for that young mother. By the time I met Mama Lois, I was in awe of her. She seemed to do it all. She was clothed in strength and beauty. Her family esteemed her highly and loved her dearly. She was an amazing cook and her angel biscuits would melt your heart. She was more than smart. She was scholarly, and needed no academic confirmation. I found her to be witty and engaging. But, that mama, could summon her inner lioness when necessary. She was all together lovely and immensely loved. Mama Lois was an amazing woman and has proven to be unforgettable.
The Millennial Strategist Shares Her Testimony!
He Did It For Me, He'll Do It For You!
Years ago, I was an alcoholic. That season in my life prepared me for this moment to write an inspirational message to those of you who are in need.
I grew up in Raleigh, NC, and attended South Central church of Christ, formerly known as Rochester Heights, where my dad pastors. I was a part of the youth programs, Bible bowls, field trips, “Rights’ of Passage” program and so forth. I learned who God was on a higher level than, “God’s going to get you for sinning,” or “If you have sex you’re going to hell.” I was taught how sin could affect me mentally, spiritually, and physically, which is why I had such a hard time living in myself when I strayed away from God. It’s easy when you are given God in a shallow sense, but I was prepared.
Going into college I was a virgin and still preaching for the Lord. But my life started to change because I wasn’t continuing my own education of God. I slowly but surely thought I was “good” in my Christianity and could rest on my Biblical knowledge of teenager, when I should’ve been graduating my level.
I started dating a guy around the age of 21 and months later I broke my vow to God. I made a vow to God, when I was younger, that I wouldn’t have sex until I got married. I got to my early twenties and dropped the ball. Months after I started to fully feel the repercussion of my actions and turned to alcohol. After having a few drinks on a Saturday night and partying the night away, it became my haven. Alcohol was no longer a distant land of blue clear skies with water to reflect its glory, but a safe house to deflect my shame and guilt
God doesn’t condemn us, but I didn’t fully believe those scriptures. John 3:17 states, “For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.” It was my first trial and it was a heavy load. Once I sinned, even with all my teaching, I didn’t know how to reel myself back to God. My thoughts consumed me in every way. Most of those were planted by Satan and I watered them. I watered them with alcohol until there was barely water in me to breathe.
I partied hard, drank hard, and sexed hard. I thought if I was in this deep, I might as well go all the way in sin. If I was changing, I might as well change for evil. But I still found myself at church on Sunday mornings hoping to hear a word from God that would stop me in my tracks. After every sermon I would tell God I’m not drinking anymore. After a night of throwing up I would ask God to save me, so I could see better days. I wanted to do better, but I never submitted to God’s will long enough before I poured one more drink.
After drinking for years, I found myself drinking every single day. I wasn’t just drinking socially, now I was drinking when no one was around. Just me and my bottle. It was so bright that it lit up my room, until the bottle was empty, as I was empty, or so I thought. Ironically, every time I got myself in a bind the Holy Spirt must have cried out for itself because God would save me at every point of my prodigal days. I still remember getting drunk at a friend’s house, heading to Durham to party, forgetting where I was going, then getting on the highway to head back home. As I started to take that 40-minute ride back home I blacked out. I don’t remember the highway at all. Then I remember placing my key in the door to get into my house. That was God that saved me and the people around me. God knew that I would come back to him since He had already been in my future. He always implored His angels to assist me in my misery, so I could tell His story of how I got through the storm.
I remember getting pulled over by a cop while walking on a road in Chapel Hill. I was trying to get back to my car which was 25 minutes away at three in the morning. Unknown to me, but very visible to the cop, was a girl with her shirt inside out, throw up on her boots and hair in disarray. God sent Him to me to get me off the street so nobody could harm me. I don’t remember the full exchange, but I got in the front seat and we drove to the police station where I slept until my sister came to pick me up. While I laughed and joked about the experience to my friends that night at my birthday dinner, my soul was dying.
One night I called my dad to tell him I wasn’t where I wanted to be in life after drinking two bottles. The Holy Spirit told me to call my dad. I didn’t understand why, but I knew I had to be obedient. That night stopped me from drinking daily. Although it still took me years to fully recover, I was on the road to redemption.
Years down the line I dated a guy that I thought I’d marry. I knew it was time to get my life together. Our relationship lasted a year, but it had a major impact on me. He was my first love. I knew I had to start changing, but at the time He didn’t. He signed up for the rowdy drinking Kendra, not the one ready to fully submit to God. So, we broke up and it took me months to get over it. I prayed to God to help me get through that time period without drinking heavily. I prayed that God would take the love for alcohol away from me. I prayed to God for full deliverance and healing and I meant every word.
I started to study the Bible, work on different ministries at church, and writing. I was well on my way to live a life for Christ. About a year of devoting myself to God, I was confronted with alcohol and I was instantly disgusted by its smell. I couldn’t believe it. God healed me! Hallelujah! God took the love I had for alcohol away. I was so grateful that day. I knew God could do anything in my life. That’s why I lead a bold life in Christ because I know the Holy Spirit is God in me.
What sins are you holding on to? Don’t you know the minute you asked for forgiveness God said it is done. Why don’t we believe God at His word? Don’t hide in your shame and guilt. Give you cares to God. Humble yourself and see what He will do. He will save you! He has to because He’s God. And when He saves you, tell your story of His saving power. Give your life to God today because TOMORROW IS TOO LATE TO BE GREAT.
DeLora Noble Coplin: One Mother's Journey to Peace
Today, I am happy to introduce Delora Coplin, our featured Mom for Motherhood Mondays. I caught up with DeLora on a Sunday afternoon. She was busy preparing for the week but took time to reminisce about life and love. She and her husband, David had been close friends since childhood. Both were reared in Christian homes and spent time together at youth events. David’s family felt like her family and his parents embraced her as their own. DeLora and David had so much in common. They shared a love for one another and a passion for life. Theirs was a beautiful, fairytale kind of love; of wide-eyed innocence and adventure. After DeLora earned her college degree, no one was surprised when the couple decided to marry and spend the rest of their lives together.
David and DeLora began living the life of their dreams. Not long after tying the knot, they were thrilled to discover they would soon become parents. DeLora gave birth to a baby boy and they named him after David but lovingly called him “DJ”. Professionally, David entered the Airforce and, soon after training, he and DeLora left the US to live on a military base in Guam. She settled into life with a young family and was blessed to devote her time to caring for their son and managing the household. She got to know other families on the base and enjoyed being part of a military community.
“But being married is work”, Delora admits. There were days when, in her mind, David could do no right. One day in particular, David was the unsuspecting target of DeLora’s momentary hormonal rage. He left for work without the favor of his wife that day. But something would not let DeLora rest contently. She could not allow her negative emotions to define that day. Instead, she made a special trip to David’s office just to drop off goodies from his favorite bakery. Even after he got home from work, DeLora surprised him with his favorite home-cooked meal. By the time he kissed DeLora goodnight and headed out for a ride, David was back in favor with her again.
Grief Writes a Chapter
Set me as a seal upon thine heart,
as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death…
Song of Solomon 8: 6
That night, DeLora got a call. “They’re trying to get him back”, the officer explained. Something had happened to David but the woman on the phone was not saying what DeLora wanted to hear and needed to hear. David had been in an accident and she wanted to hear that he was fine. Instead, they continued to insist they were trying to get him back. “Back from where?” she demanded. Had David fallen? Was he hanging from a cliff somewhere? She could hear them speaking but was unable to fully comprehend their words. She was told to meet them at the scene of the accident. She woke her son and drove with DJ in the backseat to meet up with the emergency responders on the scene. Once she arrived, military personnel then drove her to the hospital. This gave DeLora time to call a friend who readily agreed to meet her at the hospital.
She walked into the hospital wearing David’s pajama bottoms and searching frantically for her husband. The doctor met her but the news was not good. David had an accident on his motorcycle but the emergency medical team had not been able to bring David back to life. In that moment, DeLora’s consciousness abandoned her. When she opened her eyes, her entire world had abruptly shifted into something she could not recognize. She had lost her leading man and their perfect adventure had vanished in a moment. Grief settled in like a constant companion and it authored the next chapter of DeLora’s life. She had to share this news and new reality with her eight-year-old son. “Daddy’s gone to be with Jesus”, she told DJ.
Grief, they say, is the price that is paid for love. DeLora’s love for David was immeasurable and her feelings of loss and pain would be unending as well. For the first 6 months after David’s passing, DeLora grieved for her husband while her mother took care of DJ. She immediately enrolled herself and her son in grief counseling with Hospice. Later, she moved in with her brother’s family who welcomed them and provided a safe haven for as long as they needed.
DeLora Writes a New Chapter
To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven
Ecclesiastes 3: 1
In time, grief began to loosen its’ grip on DeLora’s heart. A year and a half after David’s passing, she and DJ ventured out to find a place of their own. The first apartment she chose was way too big. She explained that even though she knew David was gone, she bought a place large enough for three to live. After realizing what she’d done, she soon moved out and found a home more suitable for a family of two. Her sense of style, she found, led her to decorate her home in bohemian blues. She purchased a new sofa and added in some eclectic pieces, slightly distressed and well-loved accessories that warm her home. “I’d never given much thought to my own style before now”, DeLora adds.
DeLora found the courage to begin dating again and has begun a new relationship with someone very special to her. Looking back, she admits that her relationship terms were lofty. She no longer held on to the vision of love she’d shared with David. She was a young widow with a son and anyone she allowed into their lives would have to completely satisfy her terms. David would always be DJ’s dad and an unforgettable part of her life. Moving on with her life without David was not realistic. Her emotional scars might fade but they would never heal completely. She is authoring her own story now, but grief will always want to know what could have been.
Peace and Joy Redefined
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life;
weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
DeLora has a word for other moms who know what it feels like to lose a spouse. “It sucks”, she concedes, “but it gets better.” Take time to grieve and know that grief is different for everyone. For DeLora, her grief meant no funeral wreaths on the door and no constant flow of visitors. Her private places of retreat brought her solace along with a small circle of friends. She held on to a few sentimental items that remind DeLora of David. His remaining possessions were given away. “I hoped they’d be a blessing to someone else”, DeLora recalls.
Another chapter concluded and DeLora continues as the leading lady in a new chapter of her life. On August 8th, DeLora took a ride to Salsbury, NC to the Military cemetery where David was laid to rest. She cried at his headstone, reminisced with him and grieved for him because she continues to miss him. However, after 3 years, she unexpectedly discovered peace. The bitterness that followed death was losing its’ sting. DeLora realizes she and DJ are going to be okay. Peace and happiness are new and welcome companions. “One day, I realized I could smile again and it wasn’t fake”, DeLora offered. It was a genuine smile of unfeigned happiness. It felt good.
Airreia Pierce: A Joyful Mother of Children
Being a mother is a blessing, just ask Airreia Pierce. Airreia is our Millennial Mom for this week’s Motherhood Monday blog feature. Airreia lives in Greensboro, NC with her husband, Samuel (aka Sam), their 3-year old daughter and 8-month old son. This year, the amazing couple will celebrate their 10th anniversary and, as Airreia explains, it’s been a learning process. In the decade of their union, they have overcome doubt, discouragement, pain, and tremendous heartache to become victorious witnesses to the goodness of God.
Airreia and I met online during quarantine but it did not take long for me to recognize that she had a story to tell. You see, this young mom authored three inspirational books! I determined that this Mom had something to say and I had to find out more. This week, I reached out to Airreia to find that she and her husband have an amazing testimony of strength and courage. I am honored to share their faith journey with the Abundant Life community.
Prior to becoming a mom, Airreia and her husband silently lived with fertility problems that prevented them from starting a family. According to the Mayo Clinic 10% to 15% of couples are infertile. The Pierce family lived with this reality for more than 5 very difficult years. The experience was compounded by the fact that they felt so alone in their experience. Their requests for support went unanswered. Even their prayers seemed to go unheard. It was a heavy burden to carry.
Airreia admits that often the daylight sun seemed dark during this very difficult time in their marriage. Visits to Fertility Specialists offered little hope. As a family, it tried the couple’s faith, and their marriage bond. Depression was a blinding foe that often caused Airreia not to see the pain her husband was experiencing. Did he care? Was he affected at all? Of course, he was. Airreia explains that in those moments of misery, her own pain and grief prevented her from recognizing the hidden work the Lord was accomplishing in Sam. Some would say it was a “valley experience” (Read Psalms 23). They would struggle but, thankfully, would not succumb to the fears they faced.
The most profound impact occurred when Sam and Airreia joined a faith-based support group for couples dealing with fertility issues. As it turns out, this group was located in Chicago, Illinois but their on-line presence made it possible for families like the Pierce's to participate from anywhere. This group provided so much of what was needed. They learned to praise God as a healer. By faith, Airreia began speaking favor over herself, confidently stating, “I am a joyful Mother of children!” As a couple, Airreia and Sam developed a strong prayer life and, together, they spoke life over their temporary valley experience. In addition, Airreia learned about fertility health, the role of diet in fertility, and how black women are impacted.
Not too long after finding the fertility support group, their miracle arrived in the gift of a baby girl. “God is amazing and faithful!”, Airreia testifies. Not long after giving birth to their first child, the new parents discovered they were pregnant again. Sadly, they lost their second baby. In 2019, they conceived again and experienced the joy of giving birth to their first son. “God is a healer”, declares Airreia. “Amen!”, I respond, finding myself lost in her enthusiasm.
Unfortunately, talking about infertility is a taboo topic in some communities. Airreia acknowledges that it can be a difficult subject and encourages hopeful couples to seek support from faith-based communities like Fertilizing Your Faith . She knows that the stressors of infertility are great and can drive some couples to the breaking point. The added financial stressors can be disheartening, with Fertility Treatment options reaching $15,000. It’s a costly investment for many hardworking people.
I wanted to know what family and friends could do to support couples wrestling with fertility hardships. Of course, Airreia provided some helpful insights. For instance, many people with family and friends who struggle to have their own child, are too quick to advice them to “Just adopt”. While adoption is a perfect option for many couples, it is not the answer for everyone. It is important to allow married people to come to an adoption decision on their own. On a very positive note, Airreia recalls one very simple but unforgettable gesture. One day she received a card from a very good friend, and was delighted to find that it was a Mother’s Day Card. The card arrived on the weekend of Mother’s Day, years before Airreia had actually become a mother. Airreia cherishes that card to this day. She received the card in love and embraced it as an indication that her friend was trusting and believing with her. She appreciated having friends who were happy to hang in there with them without losing hope.
There is so much more I could tell you about Airreia. For instance, this busy wife and mama, is currently enrolled in a Doctorial degree program. Her decision to begin a doctorial program was only made after praying and earnestly seeking God’s direction. By faith, she decided on a program, received an acceptance notice, and earned a scholarship! God opened the door and Airreia has obediently followed His direction. “If he gives you the vision, He’ll give you the provision!”, Airreia wisely declares.
This Millennial mom is doing very well and looking forward to her next family vacation. Her favorite beaches are Atlantic Beach and Kure Beach. Whenever life gets back to “normal” (post COVID) Airreia looks forward to enjoying a 4-day beach vacation with her family. “Go during the week.”, she says and then explains, “More discounts are available during the week”. I, for one, appreciate cost-saving tips.
Airreia and Sam experienced a lifetime worth of trials, all before their 6th wedding anniversay. It is evident they have allowed their experiences to strengthen their faith and fill their hearts with hope. Learn more about Airreia's experiences in her book entitled Pinky Promise: Journey of Faith in the Waiting's.
Aria Transformed by Grace
The Abundant Life Chronicles honors the very personal and profound testimonies shared by people of faith. Today, Aria has agreed to share her personal story of love and healing with the Abundant Life readership. Please keep her in prayer for abundant blessings!
One year ago today, I got baptized. I want to talk just a little about what’s happened in just one year’s time. One year ago, I was incredibly broken. I felt like I was surrounded by complete darkness. Everything felt overwhelming. For two years I had been searching to know Jesus but I was still pretty lost. I had little guidance but my heart was open and I wanted to live my life for Him.
I was in a time of suffering because I did not know my identity in Christ. I knew He loved me because He saved my life in 2017 but I did not know who He made me to be yet. I lived my life with this huge void. I was always seeking to fill this empty space. It was like something was missing within so I searched literally most of my life up until then to find things to fill that space.
Tattoos, crazy hair, excessive makeup, revealing clothing, drinking, buying excessive amounts of clothing, piercings- these were all the things I would use to make myself “feel” better because I thought if I made myself “look better” or “different” that I would be happy and look like I had it together. I convinced myself these things made me happy but I was still hurt, lost and broken because I was seeking outside sources to fill a space within that only Jesus could fill.
One year ago, I couldn’t hear about someone being pregnant without sobbing and being seriously triggered. I was so incredibly traumatized from recurring miscarriages and several years of being in waiting seasons trying to get pregnant. My “problem”, my “want”, my “earthly situation” made it IMPOSSIBLE to see outside of that fog of hopelessness.
I THOUGHT getting baptized wouldn’t change anything, as far as I was concerned, I had already given my heart to Jesus and this was ONLY a public declaration to show my commitment. But little did I know it marked the beginning of a crazy transformation.
One month after I got baptized (maybe only 2-3 weeks?) I felt this impression on my heart to change my hair color back to a natural color. I thought I just got “bored” and out played every other color possible. Two months after I got baptized, I started to get “bored” of excessive makeup. I would still use a lot but it began to decline. I used to have this feeling ALL THE TIME that I wanted more tattoos, I would never have enough, I wanted to cover my entire body. I’m not sure when it happened but I realized I no longer had this constant urge or “need” for more.
On December 24, 2019 I was doing my makeup and Jesus clearly told me “my daughter you don’t need all this extra stuff. You are beautiful and I want my light to shine through you as your source of beauty. I want no distractions.” So, in that moment I put down my makeup and I began to “learn” how to navigate a more subtle, natural makeup look. (I just want to say I am NOT saying any of these things are wrong in any way. I was convicted on many things on my outer appearance because I used all these things as my identity and Jesus taught me my identity is found in HIM).
After all my outward things from my previous “identity” was stripped away, a deeper, inward transformation also took place. Now, it was also going on while my outward identity was being made new, but once the outer was addressed, it freed up even more time to go deep within. In August 2019, God told me my purpose was to bring hope to the hopeless through sharing the goodness of Him and how our hope is found through Jesus. This seemed crazy to me as I was literally sobbing feeling like my hope was gone. But I had already made the decision to learn how to surrender (this was a daily effort and hard task in itself) and walk in obedience so I trusted Him.
I could go on and write for ages but, in short form, the Holy Spirit healed so many traumas and insecurities. I learned that my identity is found through Jesus Christ and my identity is “child of God”. I was taught and challenged to lay down EVERYTHING that I previously found my identity through. It wasn’t always easy, and I’m still being deeply worked on and developed but it’s been AMAZING. I have learned that I have great power and authority within me through Jesus. I have been raised up to live and act boldly in faith and to live by His Spirit not my flesh.
I was lost and now I’m found.
I was broken and I’m now restored.
I was a sinner and now I’m forgiven.
I was hurting and now I’m healed.
I was hopeless and now I’m FILLED with living hope.
I was weak and now I live through His strength.
I was dead and I’ve been raised to beautiful life.
I believed enemy lies and I now live set free in truth.
I was in darkness and I now shine in light.
I lived in despair and now flourish in His love.
I am made whole. I am a new creation.
This has been the best year of my life (yes even in waiting when outward things didn’t change) and I cannot wait to see how He continues to mold me. I am SO grateful that He taught me not to get distracted on earthly situations and to continually keep my focus on Him and heavenly things.
Jesus is EVERYTHING.
Christina Tinsley : Life with Coach and the Kids
I am happy to introduce Christina Tinsley as this week’s millennial Mom for Motherhood Mondays. Christina is married to Kennedy Tinsley and she is the mother of 3 beautiful daughters and one little man she lovingly calls her “sunny son”. Currently, Christina lives in Greensboro, NC, but not for long.
I caught up with Christina during a time of transition for her and her family. You see Christina, on top of holding down a family and her own business, is a Coach’s wife. This year, her husband was hired as the Head Coach for the Mallard Creek High School Football team. Given that Mallard Creek High School is located in Charlotte, NC, Christina and her family are preparing for a move from Greensboro to Charlotte very soon. It’s a big move and one they are ready to make.
Before becoming a Coach’s wife, Christina tells us that her personal journey of faith has included a number of challenges along the way. In fact, her journey is on going and continues to unfold before her. Christina grew up in Akron, Ohio and was baptized at 12 years old. However, she acknowledges that she would not fully embrace her faith until becoming an adult in college. At that time in her life, she began attending church services at the Sharpe Road Church of Christ. The Bible messages spoke to her and, even more so, she treasured the love and lasting relationships she was blessed to find there.
Another very important part of Christina’s faith journey is her relationship with the Lord. After some reflection, Christina admits that becoming a mom has been a game changer. She explains that, as a new parent, it all became real when she suddenly realized she was “responsible for a whole person”. That alone is enough to make you a more faith-filled child of God. With four children, Christina and Kennedy, make sure they are all in church and in Sunday school class each first day of the week.
Christina is rarely short on words. When I inquired about her style, she quickly responded, referring to herself as a “Millennial Motherhood Minimalist”. On most days, she jokingly says she does a good job sporting the “she’s let herself go” look. However, she did express that she knows how to dress to impress when the occasion requires it.
After giving birth to four children, I had to ask Christina the question everyone wants to know. So, I did it. I asked her, what her ideal birth experience would be. (That’s what everyone wants to know right?) Without hesitation Christina replied, “Pain free!”
Christina is passionate about the new chapter of life she is about to enter with her family. As a busy hairstylist, she will continue to provide the best haircare services for her new clients while maintaing services for her most loyal clients. On Friday nights, she will be ready to wear the Mallard Creek High School colors whenever the season kicks off. And, after the season concludes, she will be planning a child-free cruise with her husband.
The next big thing on Christina’s calendar is a couple of birthdays. First, she will make time to celebrate her own birthday this month and, then, a few days later, she will have a birthday for her daughter. Christina’s birthday wish this year is to close on her house in Greensboro and, then, find the perfect home in Charlotte.
I, for one, pray everything goes exceptionally well for Christina and her household! As it turns out, Christina is my hairstylist , my daughter-in-love and her children are my grandbabies! I highly recommend that you visit her business website on curlsbychristina.com.