Monday, March 25, 2013

All Roads Led to Chicago (The Last Chapter)

Hello America,

For those who have been reading this blog since the beginning as we are heading on 5 years now.......

Holy week has always been a challenging week for me, things that I could have never fathomed I have experienced in this week.........

And even though things are decidedly different from Holy Week 2001 when my life took a turn that put me on another path in my life.........

Every year it is something........

This past year I have worked earnestly to ensure things are different, a new place, a new city, a different place in my life......

But nevertheless, Holy Week is Holy Week.

This year challenges include my job, my landlord, and my life.....

While some celebrate the week of Jesus' resurrection....

While others use this week as a week of reflection due to the spring solstice and spring cleaning....

God chooses to make this week, the most difficult of the year.... For the battles I have to face in this week.........

are the wars I have to conquer for him tomorrow.........

Some are personal, some are national, some are cultural, some are global.........

But at the end of the day, no matter the battle, the war, the struggle is never mine, it is the Lord's....

So I'm going to tell a quick story this morning and then we'll be on our way for today.

For I had another post, but when the Lord intervenes and says no.

I have no choice to but to respect his leadership in my life.........

so

This past week, has been gaining in turmoil........  My job has turned into a political battlefield with the only weapon I am allowed to have is professionalism and faith....... Every thing I say or do is criticized.......  My new landlord mysteriously ready for me to leave even though I pay 3 months at a time.  And it is not the mgmt company, it is the bribes from those who greatly benefit from my identity in Texas who need me to come home, that have lined some pockets here in Chicago.......

to send me home broke, in money and mind.

So yesterday, I went out to brunch, and as someone who drank for a long time very early in my life, I don't drink much.  But yesterday, it was brunch and mimosas, so what else do I need to say....

I watched the Ohio State game......  and I saw a battle of young men, and at the end when Ohio State pulled away with 2 seconds to go......... I saw one young man from the other team, make an emotive expression and while he was not happy his team did not win, he could do not do anything but respect but the battle for NCAA championship may not belong to Ohio State, but it didn't belong to his team anymore........

I got home and I slept and as I did, a family friend's mother passed, leaving a young child, all because she couldn't afford her medication due to Obamacare, but because her husband refused to put her on his insurance......


When I got up last night, I could feel the battles being waged in my soul........ And as I begin to do what I do because the battle to praise and uphold God's name in the many aspects of this nation, is real....

God had a friend call........

And this friend began to pray.......... and when you are praying with someone that believes in God as much as you do.  You don't have to worry about being embarrassed or whether God will direct their steps in prayer for whatever you and that person needs.

Gods says to me during the prayer "Victory will be like what you saw yesterday, these battles are going to get tougher, the drama from every aspect of your life will increase........

because I need the look that the young man from the other team had on his face........

I need the enemies I chose for you to know and understand and respect the tattoo you have on your back: that where there is faith, there can be no fear........  right now your back is against the wall....... Right now, I need you to remind yourself of why you put that tat right there."

And I begin to cry, because hell I'm tired, I'm not even hungover which is surprising regarding the amount I had.......

And God and I simply listen to the earnestness of the prayer of my friend, and we are both thankful for her strength and her patience......

And when she is through, God is through and he gives me one picture, kisses me on the forehead and walks away....

The picture was that of Dirk of the Dallas Mavs........ and it's been a moment, and he and his team, have been going through a struggle and until that battle is won, the beards have grown and thickened.........

and the caption below the picture says he is going to be a father.......

And that story kept me last night.  For when I think of legal citizens who came the right way, who could have went home but have chosen to bless us with unique stories....... I think of Dirk and the fact that he chose my home to be his home and is now bringing a life into the world with his wife humbled me.....

for I looked at that beard and realized that in some way, form or fashion, we all got beards on right now, we all got things we cannot shave off until the battle is done.

My point is that I will not write the rest of the week, out of the respect for what God has planned for me.  I won't write until Monday, because while it is a week away, ain't no promise you, nor I, or what teams will be in the final rounds, or in the playoff races will be here.

All I can say is

[verse 1:]
There has come a time to know the battle is real
for our very inner worth, our very right to heal
And this battle is work
It's a matter of faith not will
no matter what you are going thru, remember that this is God's chance to use you
for the battle is not yours its the Lord's

There's no madness knowing evil real is real
the fight for today didn't start tomorrow,
it starts now with you use as a spiritual meal
  Because in order to be first
they're not gonna be all good
  you have know the source of your will
no matter what, no matter what you're going thru
remember that this is God's chance to use youu
for this Battle is not yours its, its its its its the lord

The battle is not yours (Dirk's beard Remix)
Written by Tiffani El Dawn Mims ASCAP licensed
I want to thank Dirk and the Mavs for reminding me, that the battle is not theirs, nor is it mine.

but the victory can be, if we both do what we need to do.

Somebody Dallas, works when you play, they are able to feed their babies when the lights in AAC are on........

Do you understand gentlemen what I am saying to you?  

I need you all to keep doing that you are doing, to keep knowing the source of your meal.

And while it seems that I may say statements to "hate" on Mr. Lebron James, it is not...., it is so that he always has a voice in his ear reminding him of where the source of his strength comes from, because dare he break Miami by running back to Cleveland, he needs to understand, that the battle he causes with these decisions, still despite his crown don't belong to him.

Be safe and be well,

Use Dirk to understand the legal immigrant's story, not because he's rich but because he saw the best in us, and wants to raise the best of him here with us.

I will be back.

And tell Obama that playing with Holy Lands for non holy political purposes... is a battle that may not be his, but one he will be held accountable for.

And Senator Paul, making marijuana a non jailable offense, only empowers the Mexican Mafia for marijuana is their profit margin.

As a grower........ the truth is until the controlled substance act is changed, and America formalizes growing and using the money to standardize and break the cartels while reducing hard drug use, extending the quality of life of a variety of patients, and creates an industry in which millions of entry level jobs and trillions can be used to reduce the deficit and strengthen our economy......

until you do that.......

Respect the fact that the battle for 2016, don't belong to Ryan, Rubio nor Rand's.........

It's the Lord's..........

And you ain't ready to get your hands dirty for him.
 

Let's our remember our beards this week in my absence...

Let's remember why it's there and what we need to do for it to be gone.

The battle is the Lord's, the fight is ours.

God Bless
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