About Author Tiffany Pratt

 

     
 
 
Anointed writer, prophetic dancer, singer, sing-writer, plus size model, mother, wife, and friend. Born Tiffany Cheyenne Chambers to Mildred Chambers on August 18, 1982 at Howard University Hospital. Tiffany is a native of Washington, D.C. but was raised in Pageland S.C.  From birth, it was foretold that she had a mighty anointing and calling upon her life. Indeed, Tiffany is a miracle baby, for it was told to her mother Mildred that she couldn’t have any more children beside the one previous daughter name Crystal. Tiffany was carried in her mother’s womb for nine months, and the world didn’t know she existed, for the devil created a fallacy that she was just a tumor.  But God has hand upon her and she would grow to foretell his greatness. . As a child, she struggled with not having her earthy father in her life, self-esteem issues did arise, for she was haunted by a color complex of being dark-skinned and being a plus size girl. It seemed as if she never fitted in, but at this time she wasn’t aware that God was preparing her to stand out and not be a carbon copy but an original. Being the child of a preacher, the majority of her life was spent in church.  As time passed, and the more word that was feed to this child of Gods’ soul, she became confident in who God had created her to be. At the age of 17, Tiffany graduated from Monroe High School in 2000. She thirst for knowledge and declared she would be successful, so she ventured out to pursue her education.  
 
 
In 2006, her determination would go on to land her a diploma in Medical Administration from Medical Careers Institute in Charlotte, NC. Not yet knowing her purpose, she continued to serve God, in 2006, she became a member of First Church of God Of Monroe. Were her shepherds’ are Rev. Floyd Bowen and Leady Lady Evangelist Lorene Bowen. She served(s) actively on the praise and worship team, and became the president of her prophetic dance team, Daughter’s of Royalty. In 2007, she gave birth to a beautiful gift from God, a daughter named Icesis. With the pressure of being a single mother, she wanted more for her daughter, so she enrolled at ECPI College of Technology in Norfolk Virginia, and in 2008, she graduated with an Associates in Information and Computer Science. Even though God was ever so present,  this motivator in progress was tested with loneness and unhappiness: for she longed to be complete; blinded by her own agenda, she wasn’t aware that her stop sign was around the corner: hurt and devastated by something’s in her past she begin to lose her focus.  In the nick of time counterfeit love would introduce itself and say hello! Blinded by the obvious, Tiffany became pregnant with a bless seed, boy/girl fraternal twins and in 2009, she would add to her gifts a son named I’sai-yah and daughter Shiloh.

Broken was the best state for God to begin his greatest works in this vessel. There was an knock on the door and when she said hello: abandonment, embarrassment, hurt, rejection, and denial was waiting to come in. God begin to age all of her mess and turn it into a message, and all of her test would go on to become her testimony. Through this tempest God remain her constant anchor: for she never lost her faith, nor praise. Every time a wave would rock the boat, God instructed this writer in the making to write, for they enter in on a partnership on this co-mission. God spoke she wrote. With writing short inspirational poetry on Facebook and in addition, for blessed sites like IAAWOG (I Am A Woman of God), this anointed writers efforts would go on to be published on May 1st 2011 called “A Word For Your Storm”. Not only was her setback preparing her for her come up: to add to the gifts of blessing, not only was she sanction with  children Icesis, I’sai-yah, and Shiloh,: an published book “A Word For Your Storm”, God sent this Ruth her Boaz. God showed up late just to be on time in this woman of God’s life. On May 7th 2011, Tiffany Cheyenne Chambers joined in holy matrimony to Mr. Cornelius Darnell Pratt. Mrs. Pratt favorite motto is “Your World Is Formed By The Words You Speak” This impartation came from her teachings from her Shepherd. God has truly giving her a talent to minister in poetry. This isn’t a hobby but a passion for her to minister to the broken, hurt, lost and confused. This is a woman of God that truly has the favor of God upon her life, though the scars are there the hurt remains no more. You have the power to speak to your storms; Tiffany spoke life in a death situation! So a man thinketh, so is he (she) Tiffany is a firm believer in you shall have what you decree! For this woman of God knows the best is yet to come, but it's not that far away either.
 
 
 

 

Poll

Do We Prolong Our Own Storms?

Yes (15)
54%

No (5)
18%

Maybe (4)
14%

I don't know (4)
14%

Total votes: 28

Give Me My Scepter

I know my God hears me....I know it seems impossible...But it's tangible...I know spectators await my fall and utter that I have set my goals to high...They predict I won't achieve them but that is a lie...I am a woman of God, and I will have what I decree...God mandates you to move over...you've just been impeached...I'm reclaiming stolen territory, I'm taking it back by force...give me my scepter...you have no other choice...Excerpt  from "A Word For Your Storm"

Poll

Do you like "Give Me My Scepter?

Yes (16)
76%

No (5)
24%

Total votes: 21

History of A Word For Your Storm

 

Ever since I can remember knowing the goodness of Jesus, I have always known that I was different: I never fitted in, it wasn't ironic that there was a calling upon my life: however, I wasn't aware of the purpose. For years I looked for love in the wrong places, I ended up with silent emptiness. I tried to fill a void with everything but the right thing: fictitious love disguised itself in a variety of shapes, colors, and skill but none of it was agape. God called for me to return to him, and after a year of returning back, surrendering myself to his will, I looked back for it seemed as if I was missing something. It seemed that the sinners were more abudant than the worshippers that called upon his name: I got tired of being lonely, I got tired of withholding myself from things I thought I deserved. The prophecies would go out, and at that time in my life I didn't have a clear understanding for I was blinded by my own agenda. I didn't know that my stop sign was around the corner, I paid no attention to the warning and I ran into it withmy eyes wide open. For everything that I touched didn't prosoper, everyone I loved didn't love me back. In the process of my disobedience I gave birth to three beautiful gifts, my gifts weren't the problem: but I had a hefty price to pay; for God to get my attention I was left abandoned, embarrassed, hurt, broken, and used. God decided to give me another chance, once again the clay was put on the potter's wheel, and going through the refinery was the most challenging part. I had to be broken all the way down to a helpless state for God to start the work. When I became angry, and bitter God gave me a word. When my children were hungry, when family and friends turned their backs and betrayed me God spoke a word. What God has given me, it didn't surface overnight. It took much prayer, fasting, sacrifice and the availiability to get what God has given me. My test was turned into an testimony and God aged my mess and turned into a message.