MORE Syndromes… A Moral Story.

More Syndromes

What is it about “More?” The more we get, the more we want, but where is the satiety in it?  Why does the thirst never quite get quenched nor the appetite quelled?

More sex, good or bad, we tend to not stop after virginity.  More drinking, you didn’t hear yourself slurring, your vision blurred, your inability to walk in a straight-line or the possibility of a ticket.  More money, we see people with an abundance suffer the same ailments and heartache and breaks just the same as someone on government assistance.  More drugs, when did just getting on the airplane flying around high on marijuana progress to you being high as a satellite and you falling in love with the Co-Co?  You can smoke yourself to the Solar System and back and when you return to Earth, what real good did it do you?  Am I saying not to enjoy life or even have a vice? Of course not, just don’t allow yourself to think that the vice is something other than a grip on you, that you may or may not be able to shake yourself loose from.

The same disorder that ails us and is also what’s needed to repair and restore us – More time with God, or the lack there of.  The more time that we spend chasing after other gods is what leads us to seek out happiness in worldly things.  God wants nothing from us – Happiness charges by the hour; happiness is an expensive habit to keep.  Excess doesn’t equate to better.  Hoarders are excessive, but they have a disease which leads to their destructive behavior.  Less isn’t necessarily better, but having more doesn’t necessarily mean we are better off.

Happiness is elusive and can be purchased on any corner block for the right price, from the right dealer or the right liquor store.

The more time that we have with God, in God, and around God’s people; the less time we have to chase after those thing which are only sent to bound, distract or kill us.  Some syndromes are fatal, while others can be managed and others can be cured altogether.  Thankfully, we all have the same family Physician that makes house calls and hospital visits.  Jesus can come wherever you need him to be… He’s ready for more of YOU.



Bat Signal

The night that Barack Obama gave his acceptance speech to accept the Presidency, I must admit only now, that I glanced to the sky to look for the Bat Signal intended for the people of color to mount up and be ready.  Be ready for what?  Heck, I don’t know but I was just ready to be saved and delivered.  And although I know that he is not God, nor ever will be our Savior; I held out a smidgen of hope that him becoming President might somehow overnight, change the deportment of how people of color are treated.  How about that… I found the Audacity for Hope.

Sort how the Israelites thought amongst themselves that when Jesus announced himself through many infallible proofs that he was the Christ; they were up under the same impression that there would be an immediate deliverance – Not!  Well… not so much a not, rather it is a not right now.

It’s been a millennial or two in order for what Christ has done and for who he is to permeate the tapestry of this world. The vaccination took place when he went to the Cross and the immunization of a world is still in the process. Change takes time.

Speaking of time… Anytime past now is time spent waiting; and we can hardly wait for that one minute to tick by; and the tock seems like a lifetime.

Give God the time he needs to do what he promised.  There isn’t going to be a signal signifying when the changing of the guards takes place; just know that it’s coming.

Abe Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation on January 1, 1863 – 153 years ago… It has taken time for the generations that knew only Slavery and their descendants, and their inherited racism to die off and the rhetoric to die-down.  The same as the Children of Israel had to die off in the Wilderness because of their refusal to believe, in spite of that which was shown in glorious form and fashion by God.

Obama became President because the thinking of the people had to first be changed – the Nature.  The people of God will receive the blessing(s) of God when our nature changes.  Our nature must become that we believe.  That is the signal that God is waiting to see from us.


I’m Sick and Tired of This.

It always amazes me what we think that we cannot take, and then find out that we can not only take that which we are dealing with but even that and much more.

That Castor Oil, those hard to swallow pills, the sting of the alcohol or the burn of the rum liquor chased with honey to mask the taste to ease the ache of a sore throat.  That is, until we find ourselves sick and tired of being sick and tired.

Once at that point, we are willing to take anything as long as the pain goes away, as long as we can breathe out of one nostril or the throbbing headache will ebb some.

Get with our Great Physician, God the Father, now and seek routine spiritual checkups and treatments before you find yourself completely bed-ridden.

Thank you Father for always being able to find what I need in you.

Our main ailment is not mainly in the body but the true fight is in our spirit.


Fight ’til the Death – A Flesh Wound…

Both we and our adversary have an expiration date. Our opponent, our opposition and our enemy are well aware of that eminent date, the same as we are regarding our own demise.  Until that day comes, we must “Fight ‘til the Death”.

One thing that we are absolutely sure of is Death, and there is nothing else more certain than that certainty.  We can expect the birth of a child and that child not live past the womb, but one thing that we know beyond a shadow-of-a-doubt is that any child that is born of a woman days are short and full of trouble – not to mention – Dying.

The only one-up in this life that we have on our enemy, not discounting the work of Jesus, is that we have the ability to live before we die.

The ‘Battle Royale’ that we think will be the battle of all battles, isn’t at the end of our lives – It’s in the actual living itself.  If he can steal our joy, peace and faith in God, then he wins.  If we can live our lives in joy, peace and with faith in God, in-spite of all that we go through in this life, then we win.  The battles aren’t even our own, they’re the Lord’s.  All we have to do is fight in the Spirit and our victory is assured.

Don’t die on your battlefield from a flesh-wound.  Our flesh is weak but we can be strong in our spirit.

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Don’t Waste It – Waste Not, Want Not

Life in and of itself is trying its best to kill us off.  Life in and of itself is hard as it is, all by its lonesome self.  No matter how great life can be, we are fighting a losing battle – we already know that life is going to win.  Death comes to us all.  Our bodies fight against us, our minds are a battleground and just waking up to start another day is often a hell-of-a-feat to accomplish.

Yet, we are told in God’s Word that joy can be had and life can be more abundant.  And the only prerequisite to receiving a life of joy is to believe.

If we have to pray for just living out our earthly days, for strength to get from one moment to the next, and for just the sheer will to exist; then why not believe for it ALL?  All what? All the blessings, promises and expectations that God says is already ours in Christ Jesus.

If you are going to believe – Believe – period.  Easier said than done but… What’s the point of only going half way?

You can be on vacation in a splendid environment, money in both pockets and in the bank, kids playing and skipping around to a happy beat, the spouse isn’t complaining and life can be going as well as it can possibly be, and we find ourselves struggling with what’s next in life or even to rise up out of the bed.

Life is what it is, but life is more than what it is or it seems.  Don’t waste the struggle and not get what you came here for – Don’t waste it!  Waste not – Want not!

God is such a Master Chef that he can take the scraps from our life and make a full-course meal that not only feeds us but we will have enough to share and have leftovers of blessings to live off the remainder of our days.

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Play No Games

I ain’t like them other ni**as… And I ain’t bought to play no games witcha… You know what your problem is? You don’t ever see the Big picture… I want you to take me serious…

But real talk… We got to keep our eyes on the bigger picture which is that our latter days shall be greater than our former days.  The cankerworm, the palmerworm and the locust have had a field day and ravaged various portions of my life, but God said that he would restore those days of my life.

Keep God as the centric portion of your life, hopes and dreams.  The best way to do that is to encourage someone else in him and in-turn; your own life will be blessed.  Give and it shall be given to you is not only speaking monetarily; God is about cycler reciprocity for you and I to be blessed and be a blessing to others.

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Days Of Our Lives

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Much of our daily frustration is the byproduct of waiting on The Promise of God, while watching the Days of Our Lives enter into the history books, tossed into the sea of forgetfulness – Days that we will never see again.

Our days seemed to be wasted at work, doing favors for others or even going about our normal days of caring for our family and friends.  How are we supposed to find peace and keep our hope alive?

Hope is an action word and it must be put into practice all the days of our lives.  Without all the days of mediocrity, how is faith supposed to flourish?  Therefore, take no thought of the waiting period and just know that God will restore unto those who wait up him those days that appear to be drops in the bucket of life.

Even a bucket can run over…