I love you – I know you are wondering how I can tell you
– I love you –
When I don’t even know you, and yet I still am compelled
To convey these words
– I Love you, and I say
– I Love You – with the gravity of infinite galaxies.
I love you – I know you are wondering how I can tell you
– I love you –
When I don’t even know you, and yet I still am compelled
To convey these words
– I Love you, and I say
– I Love You – with the gravity of infinite galaxies.
I submit to the King of kings. I walk with the confidence of one who is certain of their identity. Identity is destiny; when you know who you are it becomes obvious what you aren’t. I am heirs to the throne…a royal priest…a holy nation…I am set apart…made for the purposes of my Creator…I am a king. A king is a servant to all and must sacrifice himself for the kingdom. I am not a sucker…a fool…a liar…rebellious…selfish…disloyal…I am not weak or unsure of myself…I am the head not the tail…the lender not the borrower…I am not a loser. I am a king are you?
We are free because of truth. We have changed our minds and decided to turn completely around and be born again! We have accepted the good news and opened the door and entered the kingdom of God. Continue reading
I don’t know how to love. I wont make excuses, but I will explain – I don’t think most men know how to love, and to take that further I don’t believe black men have a clue. To start off I am black or African American and if I was to get specific my father is from South America – Belize to be precise and my mother is from Harlem so I have some authority to speak from the “Black” perspective. Continue reading
In the book Tears of a Son I unravel the the cloak hip hop disguises itself as to give you the knowledge to see yourself as God sees you. In this video I express the true definition of poverty and the call God placed on you. This is Black History Month so…enjoy!