Welcome to the Sistahs After God's Heart blogsite- You are not alone. We are at war with the devil. We are ladies who have decided to be in the world yet not of the world. We are not perfect and mistakes have been made. We are here to support each other and provide a strong system of Sistahs dealing with sexual impurity, dating as a christian, self-esteem issues, raising children, marriage, homosexuality and more.
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We all have a Purpose!

15 January 2010



Have you ever heard anyone say, there’s nothing special I can do; I just don’t have any purpose in life? Or, how about this, I just want to die, there’s nothing left in life for me to live for? We live in a culture today that puts so much emphasis on the wrong thing. After all, if you’re not young or beautiful, what is there for you? We are all affected by this.

So what you're a sinner, Guess What? God wants you ANYWAY!

11 January 2010


"Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, of whom I am the worst." 
1 Timothy 1:15



One of the most common misconceptions that non-believers have about Christianity and coming to Christ is that you have to “be right” or adopt a certain “stiff-like” lifestyle in order to be saved or be a Christian. This is NOT TRUE. The bible tells us to “come as you are.” That means in all your sin, your filth and dirt, God loves and wants you anyway.

ANGER- Just Let it Go!



Growing up, I have always had issues with anger, especially learning to control my anger. I’m not sure where this angry spirit came to play in my life, perhaps it stems from my childhood. I was raised in a very strict home, a mother who suffered from severe depression and organic personality disorder and a father who had already left for work when I woke up and still at work when I went to bed. Life wasn’t always peaches and cream for me nor my two younger sisters, however as an adult I realized that I could not use my childhood as a crutch to harbor my anger.
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