Dr. Alicia L. Jackson, PhD
FROM A BUTTERFLY TO AN EAGLE
I am used to being silent, sitting in a corner and pretending like no one can see me. No one can hear me if they don’t notice me, and the voice I had didn’t matter. I hid my talents from others. I wouldn’t volunteer to do more or go in the spotlight. If I didn’t volunteer, then they wouldn’t push me toward the spotlight—the spotlight that is often daunting if you feel others can be critical, judgmental, or try to stuff you in whatever box they thought they could fold you up in.
I learned that my silence gave me a small gift: observance. I watched others, heard others, and witnessed what others were doing. It gave me a chance to see what my silence was costing me. It was costing me the ability to share with the world, or just others around me, things I felt they needed to know.
MY VOICE GREW WITH ME
Being a minister has been a unique experience for me, from leaving the church I thought would lead me and guide me to be a good minister, to finding out that ministry is more than showing up in black and sitting in a pulpit. My voice to tell others about God didn’t stop on Sunday. My voice didn’t go silent on my social media because there were trending dances or sayings. No, my voice grew with me at every stage of my life.
That means my perception of things had to change too. I could no longer accept what I used to know, but rather what was being shown to me as the path I needed to go. In my previous life, as I jokingly like to call it, I only thought about what was important to me and what would press me forward in life. However, circa three years ago, things changed. There became this innate need to tell others about God and that the end was near. It was a pressing that could have only come from the Holy Spirit.





