Reading GOD’S GOT YOUR NUMBER by Ken Gaub. I notice that he doesn’t limit himself and so far his faith is unbelievable. Now, me with the Holy Ghost and the true baptism. Why can’t my faith be on that level? God gave us power to do also the things He did when He came in the form of Jesus and He didn’t limit us! He gave us that power and even more! I begin to ask God to show me more miracles as Ken, just to strengthen my faith. However, that’s doubt right there! If I need to see to strengthen my faith, then I have no foundation to stand on. I don’t want to be weak as Thomas was but I want to have faith like the apostles who believed and did not see JESUS when he rose. Their faith told them it was HE who returned.
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Little Black Boy
Come on, you can do it!
It’s better to do it now while you have time!
Can’t you see that everyone else is ahead of you?
Do you want to be the only one in your class failing?
Do you want to be in first grade forever?
I care. Really I do. I care what grade you make.
Some think your future looks bleak but I think it looks bright. You just have to do what you need to, now!
Learn NOW. Now is the time to learn. And enjoy school.
Don’t be the little black boy on your block. The one who hangs out.
Be the Big black boy who sees a big bright future.
The big black boy who goes to school.
The one with a big heart for mommy and daddy.
The one with a big niche for learning new things.
Because one day, those little boys will be looking to you Big Black Boy.
When I Help
When I help a child, I get a big hug and perhaps a wet kiss.
When I help an animal I get a lick or maybe a peck.
When I help myself, I may see another struggle.
But when I help others, we overcome 
struggle together.
QuickTime
- FLAGS
- SIDEWALK COOKOUTS
- WATER HYDRANT
- SEMI TRAFFIC
- POLICE SIRENS
- FLYING KITE
- LOVERS
- CHILDREN RUNNING
- SHOPPERS
- CAT CALLERS
- SCHOOLS OUT
- CUTIES
- SWEET SMELLS
- BIKERS
- WORKING MOTHER
- GREEN GRASS
- BLOWING BUBBLES
- PEACEFUL
Finding Abba
Finding Abba
With her Loss, I found Him.
It’s true. He was there all the time.
Okay, I’ll admit I did not look, not even one time!
He wasn’t lost- gosh, I guess you can say I was.
I thought I was right but I was wrong.
Always moving around when He just wanted me to be
STILL
And
Know.
Now, I KNOW
He’s there and He’s
God.
The Loss
The Loss
How do I deal with the loss?
How do I deal with the pain?
How do I deal with the grief?
How do I deal with the strain- the strain on my heart, the strain on my soul
The memories my mind refuse to let go
My heat’s longing for more and more and more
each day my soul’s longing for A place to see her face.
They ask me Who will take care of me.
Want to know what happened to my daddy.
long time ago he chose to go.
now I know I won’t let go of her- and her memories
I’m Jesus Child.
With that I smile.
He’s now the one who cares for me
He’s now the one who supplies my needs
He’s my father and I’m his child.
God is my Help
Today I woke up and in my heart was Psalms 121. I realized that I was dreaming that I was singing “I will lift up my eyes to the hills” in church. It sounded good. I was praising God and felt good. Real good.
One thing I never stop asking God for is his help. And its His help that makes me feel so good everyday.
As long as I live I will continue to ask God for help. And I am sure He will continue to help me.
My Time Off
Until Then
This month I am suppose to be in Italy; however, I am still in New York because I did not raise enough money to participate in the trip. I did not want to take out a loan to travel. If God wanted me to go abroad he would have provided. It is not like I didn’t try to go. I did. I fund raised by lobbying and selling candies. I even won a scholarship that paid for some of my way! This still was not enough.
I had dreams every night about how my trip in Italy will turn out:
I get there and met a family of three. Parents and a little child. They are looking for a baby- sitter and find out that I am excellent with children. The only problem is I cannot speak Italian and they cannot understand English. However, there is a translator there- miraculously- and he translates for us. I will work in turn for room and board.
So, I continue to take the class that the school is offering until the course is over. Instead of going back to America, I stay in Italy with the Italian Family. The mother is a clothing designer and the father is a store owner. The mother realizes that I like to put outfits together and begins to use me as a model. I can rock certain clothing really well i.e hats, long skirts and dresses. And this is what I advertise for her.
Now during my time off I dream of traveling in America.
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