I can’t figure HIM out. He is somethin’ else. Our heavenly dad’s ways can be frustrating at times, won’t you agree Making us wait when “It don’t make no sense.” I mean who does that? Doesn’t it bother you how sometimes He seems to be talking with you about something trivial like He didn’t see the elephant in the room?
Like “Duh” Jesus, hello…challenges here. What’s up with that?
But, He will be who He will be. The meaning of I AM THAT I AM (Not hating Jesus, just saying). Anywho!
Skid Row is a popular block close to Little Tokyo in Downtown Los Angeles. It is home to the homeless. Tents pegged everywhere, smells, garbage…and then men, women, and families.
It is home to some good people who made mistakes, good people with unfortunate stories, people with good stories who made poor choices, and others.
Yesterday, I saw miracles on Skid Row. I saw miracles in the streets. But first,
For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat… (Mt 25:35-42)
For about two weeks, the Holy Spirit seemed to pull strings inside of me, pointing me toward that end. So, instead of the regular dose of Sunday Service and Sunday Netflix, I decided to follow Him. And the entire day turned out to be one big divine appointment.
I am currently working on my Master’s defense. But, I just had to squeeze out time to brag about the person who has made it physically, financially, mentally, and emotionally possible for me to be able to do it.
I’m talking about an African Queen, Mrs. Mom.
She is one tough cookie. She is sharp too! In fact, she is so sharp you could get cut standing right next to her.
If I told you about her, you’d feel like you just got served a slice of heaven. She is dubbed the Iron Lady, has one “hell” of a right jab, and knows how to groove to the beat people. If Michael Jackson was alive, she’d beat him hands down on his moonwalk.
With that in mind, I want to thank The Two Most Important women in my life – Grandma Dinah and Mom. These women sacrificed almost everything to raise me. They would die for me. Thank you so much.
Here’s is an intimate look at my origin through Grandma’s eyes.
She is over 100 and still going.
First, I mention them to show you where I came from. Secondly, it is to add life to a blessing/prophecy they gave me when I was young, a word which is unfolding. And lastly, their blessing connects me to the person this post is about.
I am passionate about developing God given ideas and destinies. But, I don’t just write and talk about it. I just don’t talk about family and relationships. I actually do it myself. I share things I learned from God adventures and lessons I am sipping-in, in real time. My close friend, Louis and me, have been building a social network curating platform that is getting some buzz now. It started as a game, a concept. But now, its for real. Continue reading “WALKING THE WALK”