Who is Dee?

Her Motto: I am who I am by the grace of God

An avid reader, D.S. White is the former proprietor of an online African-American bookstore and wholesale dealership. Unfortunately, she didn't have a back up plan for 9/11/01. Nevertheless, she has made a home for herself working amongst books at a Publishing House in PA. 

She is the divorced mother of a fabulous 20-year-old who is in her junior year at the University of Pennsylvania. 

D.S. White loves traveling but most of it to date has been done within the pages of a book. While planning that mother/daughter trip in the distant future, she's tried her hand at acting, singing, dancing, modeling, cosmetology and sales. Since she felt that eating was mandatory, she settled for a long term stint at a title insurance company that lasted 14 years. 

On the side she began a gourmet carrot cake business and continued to audition for Broadway and off-off Broadway shows, but alas either her talent or look was not in, or the timing was simply just wrong. 

A budding wordsmith, she has few credits to date which opened her eyes to the need for a place where writers of color could congregate, a Water Cooler, if you will. There writers of all levels of experience can find awards, contests, markets, scholarships and more specifically geared to writers of color. 

Aware of the need for reading material which accurately reflects the look and mindset of the person of color, she decided to do her part to facilitate the same. Aware that she's droning on and on, she's simply going to end by saying that if you remember nothing else from her bio, remember that she loves God and is always happy to share what He's done in and for her life. 

What I  Believe:

What do I believe? In a nutshell? 

 He lived
 He died
 He rose 

The He to which I refer is my big brother, Jesus the Christ. As his younger sibling, my purpose in life is to share with all who would read or listen, what those three things have meant in my life and how you, too, can experience it. 

The scripture says that faith comes by hearing the word, and believing in your heart that Jesus is who He says He is and that His blood shed on the cross was the ultimate sacrifice necessary to accomplish forgiveness of all sin. (Past, present and future). 

Hearing and believing alone won't cut it though. It is necessary to demonstrate your faith by acting, making a conscious decision to choose God. A response, if you will, for His generous grace shown towards us. 

How do you to this? 

1) By acknowledging out loud that you have sinned
2) Believing in your heart that God raised Jesus from the dead; and then
3) You will be saved! 

Peace,
Dee

Why Do I Blog?

I blog because I'm happy
I blog because I'm free...lol 

Seriously though, I was one of those kids who took to the diary craze like the thirsty to a drink of water. Perhaps because of the fact that everything was internalized in my family, no one spoke about their thoughts, feelings, dreams or ambitions. At least, not that I can recall. We were all frantically trying to survive the dysfunction that was our daily lives. 

So upon being introduced to the idea of journaling at 14, I took to it like a duck to water. There I could elaborate on my angst, my confusion, my questions, my desires without being shut down or back handed for back chatting. 

This joy was however curtailed at 15, when I came upon my mother reading my diary. I'd forgotten to lock it that day. She then proceeded to question me about several entries, demanding explanations for my thoughts! Ah the betrayal I felt at the invasion of my privacy and on top of that I could not voice my anger, because that would been have considered "rudeness". 

I don't think I ever forgave her for the unfairness of that. It just took the joy right out of journaling for me and I quit it. Now that I think about it, that probably had a direct correlation to the angst I began to experience, for it's a proven fact that journaling is cathartic and self-revelatory. 

It bothered me so much that as an adult I mentioned it to her and that I felt she was wrong to invade my privacy like that, then question me about it. Wouldn't you know she stuck to her guns and asserted her right as a parent to know what was going on with me? 

While as a parent myself I understand the need to know and the concern fueling her curiosity, I still believe it was wrong of her to read it. I did try to learn from that incident, though. I did buy my daughter a diary, encouraged her to utitilize it, and no I didn't read it. I did however let her know the purpose and use of a diary, while stipulating that if there was anything, anything at all she didn't understand, she'd always have an open ear. And that if I didn't appear approachable, there was always her grandmother, aunt, uncle, cousin etc. 

So I've journaled on and off over the years, and embraced the computer era by beginning a file on a home computer. I had great stuff on there, funny, hilarious and downright zany moments. All lost to a virus. Lesson learned? Backup discs. 

Upon learning about blogging via a post in one of my yahoo writers' groups...I took a peek at one and loved the simple clean lines as well as the fact that it dated, organized and archived for you as well. I thought about it for ooo a sec, then opened up an account of my own. This started out as an all about me moment, but the more I wrote, and people responded to just my everyday thoughts, the more I realized the power of the written word. 

So since I've been thinking for about 40 years now... I decided that some of what I've thought and researched and experienced over that time frame, could benefit someone else, besides me. So please check out the site to see which area suits your needs. 

Welcome to my world,
Dee

Mission Statement:

Mission: 

Getting the word out about my Heavenly Father, big brother Jesus the Christ and the awesomely empowering Holy Spirit. How? Through personal testimony and the sharing of sound doctrine in this simple, down to earth format. Comments and questions are always welcome. I do ask that even in your disagreement with a statement or view, that you please be respectful in the phrasing of your comment. 

You can utilize the form on the Contact Me page to submit questions.  If I don't have a ready answer... I'm not going to front, I'll let you know, do some research, then get back to you.