Welcome to Mella Davis, Writes!
I want to invite you on a journey with me. I desire to speak fearlessly for my heavenly King and pen messages of victory, truth, and healing in each sentence. May you find every poem, devotional, or story a God-glorifying canvass. May each message contain revelation, wisdom, and intimacy with the persons of the holy Trinity.
I am honored that you are joining me on this adventure as I pen words that seek to fearlessly make known the mystery of God’s redemptive purpose in our human stories within HIStory.
About Mella
In high school, I felt truly gifted to do one small thing: write. Recently, God has sparked writing again in my heart for a profound reason: the world needs an honest word of refreshing right now.
Truthfully, I think I came out the womb babbling. Words are in my veins. As a young child, I made up rhymes and created imaginary worlds- a way to escape societal and private hardship.
Later, I began my author pilgrimage as a poet, but children’s literature now also stirs my heart. I compose from my Texas roots. My love of African oral lore and cultural traditions serve as the basis of much of my fiction. My stories illustrate the perseverance, strength, and fortitude that created Black success in America.
As an ethnographer and educational missionary, I’ve had the opportunity to experience and do life in many different cultural venues. These multicultural experiences influence both my poetry and devotionals. But God remains at the center of it all. His healing presence always made manifest.
Poetry
A Father: A Godly Head of the Household
Some of us have had difficult relationships with our fathers. My prayer is that no matter the history between you and your earthly father, or even lack thereof, you will not fail to get to know your Heavenly Father who loves you best (Jeremiah 31:3). Artwork by Jo...
Single Dad Salute
A father by any name is just as sweet; so this week, we begin by honouring all sorts of dads. Today, we pay tribute to a special kind of man – the single dad. Artwork by Jo Scott“Single Dad Salute” The world thought that you couldn’t do it, that you should just throw...
Mama’s Gone
This poem is dedicated to all those who have lost their mothers and are experiencing grief on this Mother's Day. I especially send this poem out to my cousins who are motherless. My mother is the last of her female siblings.Mama’s goneand the phoneno longer rings....
Fiction
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