July 26, 2017


Brother, I want to help you. You see, God, He’s been so good to me. If you could see me today, you’d understand that I’ve been delivered… that, I’m all the way o.k… when I tell people, today, what was and who i used to be, they don’t believe it… but, believe me brother, as I am standing, as I am breathing… I tell you, there is indeed The God; not just a god… He is THE GOD!!! The creator of all things… and He does, does, does, love you dearly… He loves us… and yea, we’ve all got stories (so the common cliche’ goes) and I’ve not been there for your highlights or the lowest moments… but, I assure you that an ever-loving, ever-sovereign, ever-patient God was… Waiting for the ever-fated moment you’d ‘turn’ in your heart of hearts, from whatever design you’ve created for yourself, and seek that purpose for which you’ve been created.

God has life stored up for you unlike that you’ve ever-known… and I’m not selling anything my brothers (sisters)… this is no mere dream, or positive idea I’ve conjured up… Our Father who is in heaven sent His son to earth to die for you and I, that we may have life… not the temporal life which perishes, decays, and corrupts… but that eternal life with eternal riches of priceless value… rest and peace, clarity, fellowship, and oneness with the glory of God. We shall be like Him at His appearing. Amen. Hallelujah! Thank You Jesus.


April 18, 2017


     Jesus, I’m home (from work)… we made it back safe… thank You for that… going through some transitions, It’s good— I mean, It’s Good! Cause’ it’s gon’ result in ‘diamonds’… trying of my faith works patience, and that patience contributes to discipleship.

     More than anything I’ve ever sought after, Father, I wanna live/die a man of God… more than being a ‘cool dude’ or the ‘musician’, ‘the rapper’, “REAL”, ‘the skater’, ‘the artist’, ‘the dancer’, ‘a gangsta’, ‘a speaker’, I want to live as You’d have me to… a soldier, a fellowlabourer, a sower, a reaper, a member of the body, a ‘for real’ Christian… down for whatever God has called me to…  whether the task be pleasant or ‘menial’… (read about this today… in M.U.4.H.H.—->Oswald Chambers)

     Steady hands, Lord, I thank You for this. Sure feet, I thank You for this… Thank You also for helping me to be a for real leader in this house, not some glorified *bull-crap* artist. You are the way, the truth, and the life.