Tina Campbell: Gets Personal As She Discusses Her New Album It’s Personal On Gospel Central

An Evening With Tina Campbell

Tina Campbell talks with Gospel Central about her newly released album It’s Personal, book I Need A Day To Pray and An Evening With Tina Campbell Tour.

A few weeks ago, I had the pleasure of traveling down to Southern California to experience An Evening With Tina Campbell. I was excited to have made the trip and not only be a part of the audience but also as a special guest of Tina’s.  If you have purchased the album It’s Personal then you know how powerful each song is and the message/prayers behind them. I have played this album over and over again. I go to sleep with it playing low on repeat. Yes it’s just that personal!

The evening was amazing!!! I sat on the 3rd row proudly showing my scars. It didn’t take Tina long to spot me in the audience.  I was initially in total media mode, I was ready to snap pictures and update social media minute by minute.  But prior to Tina coming out, Goo Goo Atkins, our host, came out and gave some house rules. Above all, Tina just wanted her audience to sit back and be ministered to, the purpose for the evening, ministry not entertainment.

I can go on and on. Each performance had me on my feet, clapping my hands and stretching my arms out to God; a total praise and worship experience.

Join me tomorrow at 6:30pm EST as I co-host alongside Michael Stewart on Gospel Central Radio and our special guest Tina Campbell. Order your copy of It’s Personal today!

Tina Campbell and Rhachelle Nicol’

Teddy Campbell and Rhachelle Nicol’

Mama Atkins and Rhachelle Nicol’

Erica Campbell and Rhachelle Nicol’

Rhachelle Nicol’ and Goo Goo Atkins

Tina Campbell jokes with Rhachelle Nicol’

Rhachelle Nicol’ presents Tina Campbell with the official God Sings Through Me shirt

Tina Campbell signing book


#WhenILeft Anger and Rage Followed

AngerThe very person that I said I never wanted to be like was the person I was becoming.  If things didn’t go his way, he got upset.  He argued. He lashed out.  He yelled. He cursed. He was full of anger.  I thought that if I just did things right the first time he would be happy.  But I soon realized that nothing that I did would ever be right or enough for him.  So I joined in with the screaming and yelling.  He raised his voice, I raised mine.  He cursed, I cursed.  Hurt people, hurt people.  Now we were both hurt, hurting each other and I had become what I said I would never be.

I didn’t realize how much the relationship had impacted me until I left.  I had a hard time expressing myself when I was upset.  I was even having difficulty communicating with my children. I could go from 0-100 in 2.5 seconds.  I found myself always complaining or finding something to complain about, even if I was complaining about something that I had the power to change.  I was on the defense even if there wasn’t an offense.  I even settled for the, “I’m just being me” excuse for a while.  But the truth was the relationship changed me. Abuse changes you.  I was no longer being me.  I don’t even think I knew who I was anymore.

For a while, I beat myself up over the person I had become because I didn’t know how to get back to being the person I had been.  I realized I had to do some soul searching when the inner turmoil I was feeling became the hell I was living.  My life was falling apart.  I was running away from a relationship but still carrying all the baggage.  I had to learn how to surrender.  I was fighting to regain control over my life but the fighting was just creating more battles.  I had to give up everything I had learned to learn something new.

I began reflecting and writing.  I finally gave myself permission to feel the pain of my experiences.

We get angry because it makes us feel in control because we are afraid to go into the hurt.

You are never angry for the reason that you think that you are.

Rather than be angry, try going deep into the hurt to actually feel it and be vulnerable to it.

That is how you go through the pain and can come out on the other side to find the love.  

(Iyanla Vanzant on Anger)

When I became vulnerable to the pain the wounds were able to heal.

I show my scars so that others know they can heal.” Someone needs to see your scars!

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Sunday Mourning

Be A Fab U: Embrace Your Scars, Flaws and All

A Fab U 2Each time I am given an opportunity to share my story, I am reminded why I show my scars.  Join me tomorrow, Tuesday, March 25th at 8:00 pm with host Eboni Nicole on A Fab U Radio.  We have all experienced something that may have left us with physical or emotional wounds.  “I show my scars so that others know they can heal.”  Your past doesn’t have to keep you from living the life that you deserve, Be A Fab U.  When I understood what I had gone through, I was able to take control of rewriting my future.  The journey to embracing my scars, flaws and all was not an easy feat but it has been worth it.  I am still growing, learning and healing daily.  Thank you for joining me along my journey and feel free to call in during the show.  I will be answering your questions.

“I show my scars so that others know they can heal.” Someone needs to see your scars!

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Sunday Mourning

Challenge: I Show My Scars…

I Show My Scars Reflection

A few days ago, I posed a challenge on my Facebook page:

I want to try something with you all this evening. “I show my scars so that others know they can heal.” God gave me this after I finished writing my book, Sunday Mourning. It was as if He was answering my question, “Why me?” now I want you to finish this sentence in your own words. “I show my scars…” leave it in the comments, then post it on your status, use the hashtag ‪#‎MyScars‬ then end with “Someone needs to see your scars…” 

The responses were amazing and inspiring:

“I show my scars so others know that they are worthy of love.” ~ Nicole

“I show my scars so others know there is beauty in pain and triumph in tribulation.” ~ Shonta

“I show my scars to let others know that we’re overcomers and through Gods power we have the ability to heal from all past hurts and pain.” ~ Sheila

“I show my scars so other people know they don’t have to suffer alone in silence. So they can see that all struggles and sacrifices simply help one grow, relate & represent those who haven’t yet found their voice. ” ~ Ciara

I spend a lot of time reflecting and it is in those moments that I can appreciate where I’ve been and how far I’ve come.  I didn’t allow my scars to dictate how far I could go but I let them serve as a reminder of how determined I am to fulfill my destiny.  Now I want to do something similar will my fellow bloggers.  I want you all to write a post and begin your post with “I show my scars…” and let your readers know why you show your scars.  At the very end of your post, include the words “Someone needs to see your scars…”  Let’s make this challenge spread like wildfire.  Someone is suffering in silence and your scars may be the very thing they need to see to know they can and will heal.  Leave your links in the comments.

Why do you show your scars?

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Sunday Mourning

Spoken Word: My Scars


Scar (Photo credit: Tattooed JJ)

Last night, I had the privilege of performing my very first spoken word piece. It was inspired by “I show my scars so that others know they can heal” and also the story in the Bible about the woman with the issue of blood. I was extremely nervous before I went up but I did it and I just might do it again. I wanted to share it with my readers.

My Scars

They say time heals all wounds

But I’ve waited 30 years

And now

My wounds are infected

Cross-contaminating with whatever and whoever they come in contact with

And now what started off as just an issue

is bleeding

Yes there is a leak in this old building

But my…soul feels like it can’t move

Shamed by my choices

Silenced by my transgressions

And all while trying to get to the hem

Who is them?

While traveling this journey all I could find was Him

Them will leave you

Them will forsake you

But them won’t heal you

I soon realized that I was hanging by my own hem

So if I push my way through

Or extend my hand for you to pull me in

pay no attention to the stains left by my past

because in my past was a future that couldn’t last

And if time had expired

My healing would have never transpired

Blood stain, blood clots

The only thing time brings is more pain

Arms raised as to surrender

I realized that with letting go I had more to gain

So I bled from my side the hurt brought on by my mother

And I bled from my heart the heart caused by my lover

But the hem is where I left the stain

And with my healing came a new name

And now my healing will bring glory to your name

I touched you

And you are real

Now I’m showing my scars

So that others know they can heal

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Sunday Mourning

After The Mourning…

On Tour July 14th – July 24th…Be a host

“How could you?”  Those were the words that came through the phone.  No hello or how are you, instead loud sobs and a voice that I knew was not going to let me hear the end of it.  “Why would you do this to me?”  I thought to myself, why does everything have to be about you.  For once, I made a decision for me.  I found a way to move on, a way to forgive, a way to let go and I wasn’t apologizing for it.  My mother and I did not speak for almost three months.  It made it hard for me to promote or discuss my book because I felt like all the work I had done had backfired.  I began to doubt God.  I would pray and cry out to God, “I know you gave me this to write.  I trusted you.  For once I found a way to surrender my life over into your hands and release the guilt and shame from my past but I feel horrible.”

After the completion of Sunday Mourning, it sat completed for months.  I felt like the writing was the process that God wanted to take me through and as I wrote, I felt the layers of hurt and pain that had rested on my heart begin to be lifted.  God was removing the weights and baggage that I had carried for years.  I was satisfied but God was not finished with me.  “Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ.” Philippians 1:6  I soon began to post excerpts from my book and every time I post someone would leave a comment.  The comments were tugging at me, letting me know that I had to finish what I had started. Soon after, I published.  The reviews, emails, comments and messages let me know that my testimony was not just for me.

Fast forward to now, I can remember the day like it was yesterday when my mother called me and told me thank you.  She told me thank you for freeing me.  I had showed her that it was okay to forgive.  I showed her that forgiving someone didn’t mean they were right but you give up the right to let the hurt and pain control you.   Generational curses are real, we pass on hurt in so many ways.  If we are not careful an entire generation then takes on our issues and they become bigger than the previous generation’s.  I have a better relationship with my mother now than I have ever had.  “Find a way to tell YOUR story so that each time you tell it a piece of you is healed.” ~ Oprah

My mourning is now joy and I am celebrating the one year release of Sunday Mourning from July 14th – July 24th.  There are 7 slots still available.  If you are interested in being a host click here for more details.

“I show my scars so that others know they can heal.”

By a thread

A New Year is on the horizon. Some are thankful to see it end and praying and believing that things can only get better. Some are excited to see all the possibilities from the seeds that have been planted all year long. I want to let you know that it will get better. If you are only holding on by a thread, don’t let go.

I’ve had this black skirt for over a year now. I wore it once and the split tore. Actually it didn’t tear, it just came undone. I have never been one to sew, which is why I put it to the back of my closet. I had planned to take it to the cleaners but always either forgot or simply put it off. I knew I couldn’t fix it, but after pulling it from the back, I realized there was someone who could. Now it is better than what it had been before and I am not worried of it coming undone.

Are there some areas in your life that have gone unfixed or have come undone? Have you examined them closely or just thrown them on the back burner? Are you now in need of them being fixed and in search of the one who can? Well there is one who can.
Like the woman with the issue of blood, she grabbed a hold of His hem, you can keep holding on even if it’s only by a thread.

As 2011 comes to a close, I am reminded of the many blessings that God has saw fit to fulfill. He has sewn together so many areas of my life that were busting out at the seams. When the threads of life begin to unravel, I no longer hide them or put them to the side. I hold on even if it’s only by a thread, God always has a way of putting things back together.

If I can believe that what I am holding onto is worth fighting for then even if it’s only a by a thread, my faith will see me through.

For the Next Three Years

Are you a runner? No, not a runner referring to exercise but someone who in the face of difficulty retreats. When life is chasing you down to teach you a lesson do you run? “But Jonah rose up to flee unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord, and went down to Joppa; and he found a ship going to Tarshish: so he paid the fare thereof, and went down into it, to go with them unto Tarshish from the presence of the Lord. But the Lord sent out a great wind into the sea, and there was a mighty tempest in the sea, so that the ship was like to be broken.” (Jonah 1:3, 4 KJV) How long will you run?

I spent the earlier part of my young adult years running. When things didn’t go the way I wanted, I retreated. I never took the time to understand the choices that I was making or why I made them. All I knew is that I didn’t want to deal with the consequences. Because of my need to always run, it seemed like life constantly bounced me to and fro. Well it’s funny how things change.

I have been planted right where God wants me for the next three years. Almost two years ago when tragedy struck my home, it was the first time that I was not in a position to pack up and run. All I could do was surrender. My surrender released me to walk into my purpose. I must say that I have been walking by faith and not by sight ever since.

Trust and believe that there is no situation or circumstance that God has not seen and that he can’t deliver you from. Stop running from and run to the only One who can ease the load and lift the burden. He is waiting on you. “When my soul fainted within me I remembered the Lord: and my prayer came in unto thee, into thine holy temple.” (Jonah 2:7 KJV)

Healing Through Writing…

“Healing through the written word happens when people learn about themselves and open themselves to the healing power within.”

Have you ever just poured your heart out, like literally wrote from that place of pain or vulnerability? Have you ever come across those words written and could remember when but couldn’t remember why? Did you feel as if the pain of yesterday had been left on the paper so you could breath today? Well, I seem to write from that place every time I pick up my pen and allow my heart to take over. Writing is my healing…words have the power to heal and I am Healing Through Writing.

This year, I was part of a writing challenge that WordPress conducted. I was challenged to write a post a week or choose to write a post per day. I chose the latter even though at times I shocked myself and wrote more. But I noticed that the challenge benefitted me in ways that I would have never imagined.

  1. I was able to share my Faith.
  2. My writing skills have improved.
  3. I was able to process some things that occured this year in a way that kept me grounded and focused.
  4. I was forced to look at the brighter side of things.
  5. I exceeded the number of page views and traffic that my blog had in the first year.
  6. Lastly, I have quite a few more regular readers.

So for 2012, I am starting my own challenge and would love for you to join in with me. It is the Healing Through Writing Challenge. “And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.” (Revelation 12:11 KJV) I have quite a few followers that have come to me about writing books and also starting blogs, well here is your chance to start sharing your story and creating your platform.
This endeavor also goes right along with a new project that I will be starting in 2012, Healing Through Writing, RN series. I hope you will join me.

The challenge will be to post a blog per week. Also, find at least 5 blogs to visit regularly and leave comments on. You can also check out my blogroll for some of the blogs that I visit often. I guarantee this is going to be a rewarding experience. You may not feel comfortable with sharing what you have written, but share the experience and the process.

Please leave the link to your blog in the comments and when you tweet your links use #HealingThroughWriting. Someone is waiting on your words to help encourage, inspire and heal them. I show my scars so others know they too can heal.

“Someone has to survive the storm in order to tell someone else how to weather the storm…” ~ Rhachelle Nicol’

Death Row

Yesterday evening, we witnessed the death of a man, Troy Davis, that may or may not have been guilty of the crimes committed.  Today, though some continue to mention the issues that plague our legal system, most have gone back to their day to day.  As I thought about the issues at hand,  one thing struck me, so many people live their day to day lives on “Death Row“, awaiting their day of execution.

So many people wake up each morning with nothing to live for, no dreams to pursue and lack any ambition or motivation to change their circumstances.  Do we stand up and fight for them?  We have a system, which has developed an industry out of the heinous acts and crimes committed, that preys on the illiteracy of our youth and adults and consistently gives hand outs while never helping to lift up.   Our system does not provide rehabilitation, but a training ground to be a better thief, liar and criminal.

“How long will ye judge unjustly, and accept the person of the wicked? Selah.  Defend the poor and fatherless: do justice to the afflicted and needy.  Deliver the poor and needy: rid them out of the hand of the wicked.”  Psalm 82:3  I wake up everyday fighting for these individuals to have clemency and be granted a second chance at life.  I let them know that the decisions that were made by their mother or father do not have to be the same decisions they make for their own lives.  I tell those that are seeking change to forgive themselves of their past and start taking the necessary steps towards a brighter future.  

So many complain and desire to see change, but never put themselves in a position to influence the change they desire.   We have a system that sustains generational curses and deficiencies.  Now is the time for the “Church” to takes its rightful place.  It is a season of healing, a season that strongholds and generational curses will be broken.  Now is the time to walk in our power.  “And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues; They shall take up serpents; an if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.”  Mark 16:17-18

What can you do today, that will influence change tomorrow?!?