Jamal,
You know I’m thankful that I’ve known you since 1999. With that kind of history, I can speak freely. We’ve always been able to go back and forth in faith, in truth, and in real conversation without losing who we are.
First, let me be clear: I don’t move based on who gets offended. I’m not studying emotions that aren’t mine to carry. Anyone who knows me knows my walk, my calling, and what I’ve witnessed with my own eyes. I’ve prayed over women who were healed, women who gave birth against the odds, situations that looked dead until God said otherwise. My story doesn’t need permission from anyone.
Second, Where is Tony Render? Without Tony, the whole flow changes. You know that. Without him, I don’t hear you the same. Without him, I’m not directing anything the way I once did. Some people are anchors, and when the anchor is gone, everything drifts differently.
Third, I caught the #Virgin reference. Same venue Keith Sweat performed in Vegas. Trust me, nothing slides past me. And yes, I see how well Lisa has you structured, disciplined, focused. Growth looks different on everybody, but I recognize it when I see it. Exactly why I might stay home to avoid any contact with anyone confusion!!! #Confirmed #Staged #Event
FYI: "I INTRODUCED LISA TO KEITH SWEAT", before touring with him after his foot got caught in the stage door on triple threat. His then nurse Yuvette is now a CPD officer. I spent 4 weeks on the road with Keith during his recovery. Now excuse me...
And let’s talk about these familiar faces I’ve seen lately a whole crowd of “I know you” but no names spoken. Why would I celebrate people who won’t celebrate me? I’ve done enough events, stood behind enough folks, carried enough rooms for people who couldn’t even say my name out loud.
Funny how Deion Sanders casually dropped, “I know Chyvette,” while in Vegas. Amazing how my name becomes convenient when it benefits someone else. But now you hear me? Now they hear me?
Good.
Because I’m not shrinking anymore.
And then your message about “the blood” and the need for HIV testing. That hit me deep. It made me cry. Like Mary asking, “How can I bear a child without knowing a man?” my question became: How could I be fighting something when no one has touched me in 8… maybe 9 years? I stopped counting.
Your message comforted me, confronted me, then confirmed things I’ve carried quietly. Before I submit my amended claim, I’m collecting every medical record. I need clarity for myself first not for anyone’s gossip, not for anyone’s narrative.
It’s messy to air anything publicly, but sometimes transparency saves your life. Still, let me be clear: I refuse to let anyone’s personal chaos spill into The House that Eddie built. If things don’t come correct, if messy marriages and private battles keep pouring into the spiritual place we’re supposed to protect, I will step back before I let anything curse my body or my spirit.
I can replace people, but I won’t replace my peace.
Now you hear me?
