Love, Our Only Weapon To Change The World

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I know it’s been long since I last posted, like, literally over four months now and I’m sorry. Lately, I’ve been busy trying to figure out a bunch of stuffs for myself and the good news is, I have four more posts still pending or on my draft list. Isn’t that amazing? Yeah, don’t worry… You don’t need to tell me, I already know it’s gonna be amazing as always and believe me when I type you will love it ’cause I’m lovin’ it thus far. What’s up, family? what’s up y’all? I’m gonna be very informal and relaxed today, but it’s just gonna be temporary(Just for this paragraph) though. LOL! That said, back to what’s up.

Friends, I sometimes ask myself how often do we mean the words we say… I wonder how much love we hold in our hearts that can set the world ablaze. We live in an era filled with so much hate and violence that we easily lose touch with who we are, our true identity, if we aren’t careful. How do we respond to hate occasionally thrown at us? Do we respond with hate? Think about a world where hate is responded with more hate… Do we remain silent about it like we don’t care? Remember Martin Luther’s quote, “Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about the things that matter.” How much more hate do we harbor in us, and how long are we going to keep storing it inside us that we’re gonna use it to destroy our very own beautiful world right before our eyes? Why destroy our beautiful soul, that’s meant to love everyone, with evil? There are so many broken souls around us, and it doesn’t take much to love someone, for we don’t even have to even look very much further to find them; they’re just right beside us, in our backyard, and in front of us. There are many out there who are hurting and in dire need of love, but we can’t channel this love to those in need simply because the spirit of loving and caring for our neighbors is absent. How sad it is! I have a story to share with you.

Last night(Friday, August 09), I came across a Southern Caucasian male who was filled with so much hate that the hate itself was so vile. He also made several posts on vine(and other social media apps) that attracted too much attention to minorities who then left mean and hateful comments in return. Have it in mind that one of the things I detest with all my heart, body, soul and passion, and don’t even like talking about is racism or anything that pertains to skin color. There is nothing I abhor so much more than racism. This dude kept making mean and derogatory comments that got me heartbroken, to know certain things that prevailed in the twentieth century still live on in the twenty-first century, in this present day and age. He repeatedly insisted he was different from Hitler and an anti-Nazi, but kept on saying if he had the chance, he would burn, kill or destroy all African-Americans, Asians, Hispanics, Jews and Native-Americans. He reiterated he was a pro-KKK and firmly advocates their actions. Many of his friends and followers on social media reproached him, and fired back mean and distasteful comments at him. Friends, if there were words in the dictionary that could fathom my thought and express my emotions at that time, I would use them because broken and bruised are just understatement. They can’t give you a complete picture of what I felt. At first, I was filled with so much anger and strife that I was tempted to reply with hate, but then I thought about The Greatest Commandment in Mark 12:31 we, Christians, ought to live by, “Love your neighbor as yourself”, and Leviticus 19:18, “Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against anyone among your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the Lord.” Then, I thought about the legacy I want to leave behind when God calls me home, one of unconditional love and affection to all people I come across on this journey of life. Besides, I felt it was my chance to give love to my enemies even if I don’t get it back in return. In response to these statements, I just said to him, “But who taught you how to have so much hate towards people of skin color different from yours? What reason do you have for the intense hate, harsh and cruel words? What do you gain by repeatedly spewing vile and offensive statements, later expecting to be loved by those around you.” Furthermore, I went on to say, “God loves everybody regardless of skin color, and will not judge us based on it. You can hate me for being black and for being who I am, but no matter what, I love you so much with all my heart, brother, and will always do. I’ll be praying for you.” As I gently and softly uttered these words at him, I never knew they had the power to melt his heart. He replied back the following morning, saying, “You sir, are a strong person, no hate on you. You’re a good man.” I was very happy to get those words from him. To my greatest surprise, he took a step further and took down the posts he had made concerning race and killing all blacks, and apologized for hurting those around him too. I was very impressed, for I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I’m not saying this to bring glory to myself, but to Him who sent me here on earth and deserves it most, God.

Friends, love is for the strong. It’s hard to love those who don’t love you, but we have to. Christ loved everybody with no exception: the brokenhearted, the rejected, the sinners and all who weren’t considered worthy of being loved. Each and every day, I pray always that God would give me the grace to love unconditionally without expecting love. In a revolution of love we want to bring here on earth, we’re already doing it. We don’t need bombs, we don’t need warfare, we don’t need guns… Our only weapon is… LOVE. I can’t conclude without this quote from MLK, “Hate is too great a burden to bear, I stick to love.”

 

 

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Honesty.

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“The truth shall set you free and don’t ever deny it. It’s an amazing feeling.”- Ben Hundley.

Dearest family,
It’s an undeniable fact that the truth can never be denied. It manifests itself in mysterious ways we don’t understand. I will never forget the time my brother, Ben made this statement. The words are so powerful that they make someone reflect on what honesty truly is, and every single thing about truth. It is sometimes hard to give a complete picture about truth, or how it feels. There’ve been times when I have really wanted to be brutally honest, but then I feel I’ll hurt the feelings of those around me. We often don’t want to be told the truth especially if we would be emotionally broken. As Christians, we need each other. 1 Thessalonians 5:11 calls for encouragement. We have to encourage each other in the faith, and one of the ways we can help encourage and strengthen ourselves is via honesty. If we are not honest, then we are not helping each other out for this is one of our primary duties. I think we have to cultivate a spirit of being unapologetically outspoken about the things that matter most to our neighbors. Once, I met a Nicaraguan exchange student who felt so insecure about himself, reason that he had an accent and worse, worked at the campus caffetariat. These feelings and thoughts of inferiority complex were engraved on his mind that he felt bad talking about where he worked, and more often than not, would associate negativities with his job. Whenever I talked to him and his job was mentioned, he would cringe and say, “yeah, my mean job… It’s bad, I know… No girl would love me for that.” At first, I bore the sigh comments, but later I felt I had to let him know he wasn’t suppose to think that way. He’s suppose to be thankful for everything because there’re millions of jobless citizens around us.It was hard for me, for I had no idea about his background and the struggles he goes through being a foreign exchange student in The United States. As time went by, these feelings kept bubbling inside. I kept maintaining a positive attitude and assumed all was fine till one day, I couldn’t hold it any longer. When he brought it up this time, I became very honest with him and tried persuading him there’s nothing wrong with working at a caff. When I finally released the tension within me, I felt a heavy burden lifted off my shoulders. From then on, things became different and he learned to appreciate the little things he had, and cherished his job. That said, imagine what his life would have been if he continued to live in fear of rejection…
By being honest, he understood there’s no reason for him to think the way he did. The good thing about honesty is the fact that it unites us irrespective of what or who we are. Beyonce once said,“Honesty is the glue that ties us together.”
When we are honest with one another, we tend to build even better relationships, and above all, let love and peace surround us. Honesty, to me, is therefore the key to most friendships and relationships.

The Gospel According To Jesus – Part 50

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The Gospel

Originally posted on Redbird's Roost:

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“I assure you: If you have faith the size of a mustard seed, you will tell this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you. [However, this kind does not come out except by prayer and fasting.]”
Matthew 17:20-21 (HCSB)

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Living as a sinner in Christ

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Have you ever felt like you’re drowning in the middle of the ocean, screaming for help and nobody’s coming? Well, I have felt that way so many times in my life, especially after deserting God for worldly pleasures. I’ve fallen so many times and I’ve felt deserted because of my sins. There are so many things I have took delight in, especially worldly things. I often thought I knew Christ and The Bible, and could never be challenged but I have been challenged so many times. My challenges came from my life as a Christian; proving myself as the true disciple of Christ that I claim to be. Living life as a follower of Christ isn’t as easy as it seems. It comes at a price. There are so many times when I have had to sacrifice my resting time, my study time, my party time and all the precious moments I really love. You see, it’s one of those prices I pay for loving Christ. It’s true I am not perfect. I fall short of His glory: I sin, I curse, and do all sorts of evil things, yet He still loves me and cherishes me. He accepts me just as I am. I wonder if I’d ever have a friend who’ll accept me for my faults, and my wrongs. I understand I’m human, but does that mean I’m going to keep falling short of His glory? Sometimes when I’m lonely, I just sit in my little room, by the corner and ask myself if I’m right for the kingdom of God. If God came to the world today, would I be among the chosen ones? I dread being in hell. I don’t want to think of myself being with the fiend. It sucks!!! I won’t deny that sin is really pleasurable. There’s much pleasure in sin, but the saddest part of it is it leads to doom. It’s not easy to stay clear off temptation. I’ve been tempted so many times in my life and I have fell in some while I haven’t in others. For me, falling isn’t the most important thing here. It’s rising again. I often repeat to myself I won’t fall again, I won’t give the devil a chance, but it’s not been easy. Some days have really been a struggle for me. I’ve had to wrestle with so many things: selfish desires, worldly pleasures, material things, and evil thoughts. It’s been a hard time to sometimes acknowledge that my true freedom comes from Christ. I don’t know about you friends, but honestly, listening to Christian music helps in so many ways. I think there are amazing artists like Nicole C. Mullen, Cece Winnans, and Ron Kenoly, who greatly inspire me to know that this earthly journey is temporal and the right time will come when I’ll enjoy life in all its fullness with God, in paradise. Thanks to these people, I strive everyday to live the life that Christ lived, knowing and believing that on that day, I’ll join Him with the angels to praise God for eternity. 

      In conclusion, I’d say one of my main motivators to living a sin-free life is this phrase that I keep repeating to myself, “The time will come when we will all stand together in unity, with our sins atoned, worshipping our glorious and merciful God… Never forget that day for it definitely will come.” Always remember brothers and sisters, that we are living this earthly life for the glory of someone else, God our loving and merciful father. So, it’s always best to think well and make sure we act in accordance to His will in order to acquire greater wisdom.

Fighting addiction

imagesSo many people have different ways of defining addiction as well as viewing it. To me, it’s simply the reliance or dependence on something. Some people view addiction as a bad thing, others as good, while the rest have indifferent attitudes toward it. I think it’s good if it is either God-driven, for a common good, or for growth. In other circumstances, it could be bad if it goes against our moral values, goes contrary to God’s will or hurts us and our neighbors. There are so many forms of addiction. It could be to alcohol, marijuana, sex, money, pornography, the internet, social media, reading The Bible, studies, loving people, and so on. Whatever the negative addiction may be, it’s always best to hand everything to God and reach out for help.

I know it’s really hard for some people to quit their various addiction(s), but it’s always worth-noting that God is in control. Friends, I’ve got a very sad story to share with y’all. When I was five, I was abducted and abused by my neighbor while he was still alive. I will never forget those awful days!!! As young and innocent as I was, I couldn’t talk to somebody about it, and his wife barely knew what was going on because everything happened during her absence. I had nobody to talk to, and I started to feel lonely. No one knew about the ordeal I was facing and back then, I thought I could face my fears alone, without realizing how fragile my little heart was. A couple of months later, I heard the guy died and his family moved away from the neighborhood. For 14 years, I forgot about those days till I was assaulted again at 17 by another man. This was the most horrible experience of my life. I felt broken, and my spirit was crushed for ages. After the incidence, I dialed 911, but unfortunately,they could do nothing to help me since I was drugged and failed to provide details. It was then I became a porn and masturbation addict. I was tormented. As I turned 18, all these incidences kept flashing on my mind and sadly, depression set in. I felt that was the only way I could get rid of those memories. I became more depressed as time went by, and my life was no longer the same. I’ve been fighting depression, masturbation and pornography. No matter how hard I tried, I kept falling. This year, I set my resolutions among which avoiding lust and sexual impurity are a priority. I went through it in January successfully and failed in February. I’m learning not to give up because I would like to wear my crown on that day, knowing I fought the battle of my life. You see, those were my scars, and are now my battle wounds. Honestly, some days have been a struggle and I remain thankful to God for making me go through it all successfully. Though I fell, I’m trusting God for being in Christ doesn’t make me perfect. I believe He sees and knows all my struggles and He’s making me the better person I want to be. I’ve went through the hurdles and puddles. I can tell you how debilitating being assaulted is and worst still depression. Despite all these, I feel happy God is safely guiding me, leading me to that point where I want to be. I always feel blessed and relieved talking about my situation to my friends and family.

In all, dearest family, it’s always best to reach out for help when we feel we have to. It’s quite unfortunate I’ve talked to some people who couldn’t help me, but bashed me for my weakness and my past. I felt much better knowing and understanding there’re people who’ve been through the raging storms like me, and know and understand what I feel. I’ve been blessed with people who keep encouraging me and make my life glow like never before. In love, I’ve felt elated and heartbroken and every emotion in between, thanks to what I went through. Now, I feel stronger, way better, and more comfortable to talk about it. When I look back at my past, I weep, but at the same I’m thankful I went through it because I know it’s God’s will, not mine. I’m thankful for some of the amazing people who’ve helped encourage me from Illinois, Maryland, Oklahoma, Kansas, and other places I failed to mention. Do you know anybody struggling with addiction or you feel is still struggling? Don’t be shy or afraid to talk to the person. Give the person a chance to open up to you. You may not realize the good you’re doing by saving that single soul, and restoring the joy and freedom once lost, till you do it. Please just reach out to that person and be the difference in that soul, in our community, in the world, and in the universe.

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