First Blood…

First Blood come with inherent rights….
This Heritage of the United States of America has been blood bought.
Crispus Attucks (c.1723—March 5, 1770) was the first person killed in the Boston massacre, in Boston, Massachusetts, and is widely referred to as the first American killed in the American Revolution.

He is one of the most important figures in African-American history, not for what he did for his own race but for what he did for all oppressed people everywhere. He is a reminder that the African-American heritage is not only African but American and it is a heritage that begins with the beginning of America.

Two major sources of eyewitness testimony about the Boston Massacre, both published in 1770, did not refer to Attucks as “black” nor as a “Negro”. “First man to die for the flag we now hold high was a black man” is a line from Stevie Wonder’s song “Black Man”.”Crispus Attucks, the first blasted” is a line from Nas’s song “You Can’t Stop Us Now”.The poet John Boyle O’Reilly wrote the following poem when the monument was finally unveiled:

And to honor Crispus Attucks who was the leader and voice that day: The first to defy, and the first to die, with Maverick, Carr, and Gray. Call it riot or revolution, or mob or crowd as you may, such deaths have been seeds of nations, such lives shall be honored for aye…

So who’s the real American again…?

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I Thirst.

We think of ourselves more highly than we ought.

Words like “tenacious”, “resilient” or “We The People”; even “marginalized”. We give ourselves far too much credit.

How can you be marginalized when you weren’t in the conversation to begin with? We were nowhere in the margins, there weren’t any; not on the parchment, nor referred to as a “People” – No wonder were so parched and thirsty.

Here’s a some words far more suitable – Blessed and miraculous because there is no other description reminiscent of how we are still here and thriving.

It’s absolutely inexplicable except that the Lord was on our side. How else would you like to offer up an explanation? I’d rather not even try, nor take any glory, praise for honoring God for all, not some, He has done.

“We Are His People” and I’ll be ecstatic the day the we start offering reverence to Him by acting like we belong to Him.

Until we thirst after God and His righteousness were doomed to wander continuously in the wilderness of the bondage of race and subjugation.
He long ago set us free but the “free indeed” comes by way of recognition of who Christ Jesus is. Our jailers think daily of killing themselves because the Lord set us free, the prison doors have been unlocked but were too scared to venture out. The way of escape will have enemies, but God will deliver us.

There was some parchment that was written on long before the Constitution, in fact, that same Constitutional document references it – The Bible. And we’re spoken of affectionately and included throughout, not just marginally thought of as an amendment. Adoption is better, it says I’m apart of the family and have rights, and an inheritance.

Our Father is waiting on us to ask for the help but we’re being stubborn and obstinate to our own detriment.

That same parchment that you carry that says “free slave” doesn’t ensure freedom. And should they rip it up in your face and allow the shreds to billow and cascade down as rain drops; you will surely cry out to the God of your Salvation then; why not subvert that punitive process and start now?

How sad that we die of thirst and “living water” is readily available.

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Woman.

Lord you can call me by name or simplistically as– Woman. When your mother asked that you turn the water into wine, your response was “Woman, what have I to do with thee?” (John 2:4)–Nevertheless, the wine was produced.
The woman who was caught in the act of adultery and threatened to be stoned to death, you interceded on her behalf and responded, “Woman where are thine accusers?” (John 8:10) Needless to say, she walked away with her life.
There was a woman whose daughter was vexed with an evil spirit and you referred to her as a dog. She pressed you for her miracle despite of what you said in faith, that you could deliver her breakthrough. (Matt 15:28) Nonetheless, your response to her was, “Oh Woman… Great is they faith, be it unto thee even as thou wilt.” I will get what I came all this way in life for– because I am that WOMAN.

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The End…

There is a major difference between walking and wandering. If you do not have an end goal in mind then you are simply wandering. If you are only moving, but with no purpose then you are still wandering. Now if you are on-the-move, possibly not knowing fully what God is up to, but you are walking by faith–then you are walking on purpose.

The Israelites wandered around the desert because they deliberately chose not to trust and believe that God would do what he promised–so they wandered until they fell dead. Joshua, Caleb and those descendants of the Israelites instructively walked around the walls of Jericho (obediently), not knowing what God was up to or what would be accomplished. What was accomplished was his Word coming to pass; and they entered into Jericho without having to knock down one wall. When we trust God; he knocks down walls and makes ways out of no ways. God goes before us and clears the way for us to pass through.

You may have sojourned a long ways and are still a wanderlust (sometimes reluctantly), but as long as it is a God-led journey, then it will not leave you wandering or wondering; only to die without having known nor experienced your full potential. At thy Word Lord I will continue to walk out my faith with my trust that you will surely bring me to an expected end.

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Artificial Intelligence… “New Translation of the Bible”

The Bible is both an offence and defense.  We’ve made God common with technology, as David did with the Ark of the Covenant, by placing it on a cart instead of it being carried on the shoulders of the Priests – it causes unnecessary loss of life; that could have easily been prevented, had we stuck to the script.

Learning where scriptures are located creates fertility where faith, hope and expectations can grow; through intimacy the love of our life is created, by time being spent diligently seeking Him by and through His Word – Not by clicking a tab on a device.

God had been gracious to us when He allowed tabs to be placed on the Bible for quick reference to help with navigation; but no work at all in regards to the pursuance of Him for ourselves leaves us barren and unable to reproduce.

The first thing to go when there is an outage is the power source; His Word will remain – Computers and technology will be the first to perish; and what will become of the people who know nothing of a hard copy?

All that plastic covering… Do we want to be impregnated or not? It truly is condom-nation.

I know that God ordained the King James Bible, however, all of these new versions are creating confusion and conflict and no longer a oneness of His people, and God isn’t the author.

I’m not sure if we realize the power of unity as it refers to speaking the same language. Remember the Tower of Babel? All the people were of the same accord and God confused their language or else they would’ve accomplished what they were set out to do.

Another point to make… God in the Heavens said let us make, and all of Heaven agreed and was in accordance with God and it was done.

Now modern day… There was a time when even if we didn’t go to church ourselves, we could quote scripture because everyone spoke the same thing. (Ex. God is good all the time and your response is… “All the time God is good”. God’s Word was universal and recited the same way.

Thumbing the pages of the Bible allow meat to be picked from the bones and that’s how new sermons were birthed organically; and it is the foreplay that exhibits the passion and desire to learn of the one we married.

The Church has lost its potency and become impotent; shooting blanks because of a low sperm count; and has rather, turned effeminate and we wonder why homosexuality has gotten a stronghold.  The Church has always been the precursor to the way the world goes.

The Church is supposed to set the pace, not try and play catch up.

Invitro Fertilization is in the church, for cosmetic reasons, no one wants to alter their appearance or stretch out anything. The only way to have faith is to stretch it out.

Put down those tools of erotica and get back to good old fashioned love making. Get naked in your spirit and don’t use any protection with God and insemination is bound to occur; that is if you’re truly trying to get pregnant.

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Tomb Raider…

Tomb of the Gadarenes, I live there; amongst the dead. The “hood” is meant to memorialize dead hopes, dreams and expectations long since forgotten; cutting myself from the incisions of both harsh words and deeds inflicted by my own hands, as well as what I’ve allowed others to speak and to do.

The chains that bound me were placed by others, as well as myself, it was done for generations; supposedly for my our own good – And everytime I broke free, the tomb itself was still a boundary that I found an insurmountable foe.

It’s hard pressed to find anything living; people reside in other areas around town but they’re tending to their own business; commerce has always “trumped” the well-being and personal investment into others; folk will give up on you, cast you aside and out of sight.

In the tombs its silent, nothing but old skeletons that haunt the annals of the mind and tomb stones giving a roll call of those that were, offering no words of comfort, and the silence deafening…

The catacombs of religion, and not a relationship with God causes the underworld to be the only existence that we encounter.

In comes the “Tomb Raider” Jesus Christ, the one who makes our quest for exceeding and abundant life possible to achieve – Both in and outside of the tombs.

To be clothed and in my right mind… It made me follow Him.

He has a resume’ of calling forth the dead and asking that we only loose those that are bound, ask a previous client Lazarus and his sisters Mary and Martha for reference if needed.

Thus where I come in… Call me Lara Croft, criss-crossing the world via social media in hopes of liberating the minds of others.

“A famous explorer once said, that the extraordinary is in what we do, not who we are. I’d finally set out to make my mark; to find adventure. But instead adventure found me. In our darkest moments, when life flashes before us, we find something; Something that keeps us going. Something that pushes us.”

That something, that great adventure is our walk with Christ and our quest for the Promise Land.

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And The Beat Goes On…

Listening for the cadence of God’s heartbeat, so that I follow His lead.

Many of us are marching, but to what beat? Timing is everything and the beat of God’s heart will lead us on the right path, but we have to tune our ears to hear it by listening with our heart.

A heart that beats in tune with God’s is one after His own heart… David gave us his secret, now start marching to the beat.  Jesus is the Drum Major! Follow His lead and Keep Pressing!

If you step out of tune because of a stumble, don’t fret, it happens to the best of choreographers, but God just makes it part of the dance of life. Allow Him to take the lead and He’ll make you look like a professional at this faith walk.

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