So it’s been a minute since I actually sat down and watched The Real Housewives of Atlanta. Life been lifing, bills been billing—you know how it goes.

But the other day, I’m just minding my business, scrolling on Instagram like a good citizen, and boom—here comes a clip of Kandi Burruss.

And baby…

She was READY. 👀

I mean, she was giving full instructions like it was a team meeting:
Talking to Kenya Moore like,
"If this fight pop off, don’t interfere."

Now hold on.

Not instructions.
Not a game plan.
Not a pre-fight strategy session on a pre-recorded show.

I had to pause the video like—

“Wait… Kandi? OUR God-fearing Kandi??”

I am like now where is that Don Juan???

Now see… here’s where it gets even more interesting, and I had to clutch my invisible pearls just a little bit. 

Because word on the curb is that Kandi Burruss—fresh out of that divorce—allegedly went ahead and cut the check upfront.

And not a cute little check either, baby.

We’re talking about a lump sum somewhere over $400K… plus FIVE luxury cars.

Sis said, take this and go in peace.”

 Because Let’s Be Clear… She could do that!

SO don’t get me wrong—I love me some Kandi.

She is:

49 and Gorgeous ✔️
a certified boss ✔️
multi-stream income having ✔️
wrote songs you still sing in the shower ✔️

Sis got money on money… on money. And I am not just speaking about her bank account. I'm talking about her consciousness.

Which is exactly why I am confused.

🤨 The Comments Had Me Weak AND Weirded out Though

Now I slide down to the comments (because that’s where the real ministry happens), and folks talking about:

“Yeah Kandi will fight.”
“Oh she don’t play.”
“She bout that life.”

And I just sat there like…

Really?

That’s what we celebrating?

Not her business acumen.
Not her longevity.
Not her empire.

…but the fact that she’ll throw hands?

Oh no, we got to come higher than this.

Girl… This Is Beneath You and The Pay Grade The Lord Has Blessed You With (Respectfully)

And when I say that, I mean that with love and a little Southern side-eye.

Because at this stage in life—
this age,

this type of legacy we building
this level of success,
this tax bracket—

Fighting should not even be an option on your menu.

Like ma’am… you are not an appetizer. You are a full-course investment and brand.

You don’t risk:

• your brand
• your endorsements
• your peace
• your legacy
• 
  

…over a moment that’s going to be replayed more times than your greatest hits.

Now what's done is done. And we now understand to not come for you.

Let’s Elevate the Energy

If anything, this is the season for:

• cutting people off with class
• reading folks with vocabulary, not violence
• and exiting situations like your time is expensive (because it is)

Because truth be told?

The real flex is self-control.

Anybody can pop off.

But it takes a woman who knows her worth to say,
“Yeah… I’m not doing this with you.”

Kandi, sis… we love you down.

But fighting? No Ma'am.

At 49?
With millions?
On camera?

Baby no.

That is beneath you, behind you, and honestly… a little too cheap for the lifestyle you’ve built.

Let them argue.
Let them perform.

You? You collect checks and keep it cute.

Now that’s the kind of energy we need to see. 

God did not design you to barely get by. He designed you to multiply.

"Christ in you, the hope of glory" (Colossians 1:27)

And if you don’t believe me, let me introduce you (or reintroduce you) to the moment Jesus got real bold about money, mindset, and multiplication in the Parable of the Talents.

Because baby… this wasn’t just a cute Sunday School story.
This was a masterclass in wealth, responsibility, and faith in action.

💰 The Setup: Everybody Got Something

In the story, a master gives three servants different amounts of money (called talents). One gets five. One gets two. One gets one.

Pause right there.

Notice God didn’t give everyone the same thing.
That alone should cancel your comparison spirit immediately.

Some people got five.
Some got two.
And some got one.

But here’s the cultural intelligence tea:
Nobody got nothing.

✨ The Real Flex: Multiplication Over Excuses

The ones with five and two?
They flipped it. Multiplied it. Doubled it.

The one with one?
Buried it. Hid it. 

Protected it like it was fragile.

And when the master came back?

He didn’t say:
“Well… at least you tried.”

No ma’am.

He celebrated the ones who used what they had
and corrected the one who let fear talk louder than faith.

Let’s make it plain:
It wasn’t about how much they started with. It was about what they believed enough to do with it.

Creation was spiritual first.

Formation came after.

And just like that, your talents follow the same pattern.

• Your ideas? Created.
• Your confidence? Created.
• Your next level life? Already created.

But your responsibility?

To form it.

The servant with one talent stayed stuck in the created realm—
he knew he had something, but never brought it into form.

And that’s where some of y’all are right now (lovingly, respectfully 👀):

• Sitting on the vision
• Overthinking the calling
• Praying but not moving
• Dreaming but not doing

Faith without works? Still dead.

Jesus was teaching that belief + action = multiplication.

Not belief alone.
Not hustle alone.

Both.

The Problem Isn’t Your Talent… It’s Your Fear

The last servant said, “I was afraid.”

There it is.

Fear will have you:

• Sitting on million-dollar ideas
• Playing small in rooms you were called to lead
• Acting like your one talent isn’t enough

But culturally—and spiritually—this is where we shift the narrative:

Your one, used correctly, can outperform someone else’s five, used poorly.

I remember growing up, Easter wasn’t optional. You didn’t just show up—you had to participate.

You had a speech.

Not a cute little “Jesus loves me” either.

I’m talking about:

“He was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities…”

And if you mess it up it was okay because you were at church.

Because somewhere in the pews sat an auntie who knew that scripture better than you AND your Sunday school teacher combined.

Now once my mama discovered I could write poetry? Oh, it was over for me.

I wasn’t reciting anymore.
I was producing original content for the Kingdom.

Poems. Dramatic pauses. Hand movements.
All before I even knew what “stage presence” was.

 The Fashion Show Nobody Talks About

Easter Sunday? Whew.

That wasn’t just church—that was a runway.

• New dress ✔️
• Shiny shoes ✔️
• Hair laid ✔️
• Hat big enough to block your neighbor’s blessing ✔️

And don’t let it be a Black grandma in the building…

She didn’t come to play. She came to represent the resurrection in full color coordination.

🎶 What Happened to the Choirs?

And can we talk about the choirs?

Not just a choir.

I mean:

• The mass choir
• The youth choir
• The children’s choir (offbeat but anointed)
• The Easter cantata that lasted longer than the sermon

Where are the plays?

Christian Movies about the Bible...And Jesus Christ coming to the world to save us.

Where is the cross on stage?

Where is the scene where Jesus rises on the 3rd day and somebody in the audience starts crying for real?

Because we didn’t just hear about Jesus… We felt Him.

⛪ Church Hopping Was a Family Affair

Easter Sunday wasn’t one service.

Oh no.

You were going from church to church like it was a holy tour:

• “My niece speaking at 11”
• “My cousin singing at 2”
• “We stopping by Big Mama’s church at 4”

Gas tank on E. Spirit on full.

🤔 So… What Happened?

Now?

We get one sermon.
Maybe a cute announcement.
And everybody’s home by brunch.

No speeches.
No productions.
No lingering presence that says, “Something sacred just happened here.”

And I have to ask…

Have we made Easter convenient… and lost its conviction?

Let’s Be Honest for a Second

Is Easter still about Jesus Christ dying on the cross?

Or has it become:

• A photo op
• A fashion moment
• A quick service before reservations

Because the truth is…

Back then, we didn’t have much—but we had reverence.

We had time.
We had intention.
We had a deep understanding that this was the moment that changed everything.

Maybe It’s Not Gone… Maybe It’s Waiting

Now don’t get me wrong—I’m not here to drag the modern church.

But I am here to remind us:

We can bring that back.

• Let the kids speak again
• Let the choirs sing like they mean it
• Let the church feel like a celebration of sacrifice and victory, not a checkbox

Because Easter isn’t just about what He did…

It’s about making sure we never forget it.