Well, Lord, I have finally gotten up from the couch. Mostly because your spirit has urged me to write a pray.
But, Lord, I feel torn about what I should pray. There are so many life situations that need your help. So, again, I feel torn about what I should pray about. However the situation that seems to be heaviest on my heart is the spiritual and cancerous choice of Americans.
The choice to remove you from our country is drowning this wonderful nation in the pool of political correctness; thus, giving birth to spiritual chaos.
We have taken you out of everything! We have taken you out of our governmental institutions, our business, our schools, our churches, our homes, our children, our families and our daily actions. And because we have taken you out of everything we are now experiencing the following: high unemployment, high divorce rates, high rate of children born out-of-wedlock, high rates of child exploitation’s, extreme amounts of mental illness, and people having disregards for life.
Sadly, Lord, as we the American people bicker over small things such as who should or should not get married. Or should the NRA step in and help make stiffer laws for obtaining firearms! Or if a black man is making good or bad choices up on Capitol Hill! Lord, the country that I love is quickly falling into a perilous state.
Lord the catalyst for what is happening in America is our ease in removing you from our lives! It’s not the black man up on Capitol Hill! He’s just one man! It’s not Joe marrying Johnny or Susan marring Sally! And it’s certainly not mandating tougher gun laws! It was removing you!
Lord, the American people need to hear from you! We need to hear from the God that got this American party started. We’re a young nation. And we’re making our fair share of mistakes. But, Lord, the biggest mistake we have made thus far was removing you!
I’m praying for my country. I’m asking you for your mercy upon me and my country. I’m asking you God to show us how to repair our relationship with you. I’m asking you to forgive the arrogance of the American people. I’m praying that you will do a historical roll call in their minds and in their hearts. I’m asking Lord that they remember the blood that was shade for our freedoms; and how you fought along the men that were fighting for all to be freed men and women. I’m asking you to remind them that our ancestors came here to freely worship you. I’m asking you to remind them this country was born from a divine dream and supported and encouraged by spiritual God.
For George Santayana once wrote, “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.” And in Numbers 14:26-38 people perished and wondered in the wilderness because they had lost faith in you and your abilities to create a new land for a people of promise. Lord, help the country that I love. Heal the heart of this country because America is a land of promise and we are a people of promise.
It seems the negative word thug is always used to misrepresent the entire African American, Negro, or black communities. Honestly, people who distort racial integrity by misguiding readers, viewers, and listeners are worse than those they are writing or talking about. Such viewpoints are transparent as they are criminal acts of spreading hate.
As a humanitarian I find hate served on any platform detestable and a waste of time. So, therefore, today my vocabulary word is “thug” because I object to the ignorance of those that use it improperly. And it is such ignorance that keeps hate alive. And in keeping hate alive it becomes an avenue for exploitation by discriminatory acts when negative words are used to describe others by race, age, disability, ethnic, religion, sex, sexual orientation, and etc. Despite the worlds gratifying social exposure of discovering people are people, a pocket of people continue hate cycles for the sake of personal gain.
Last night I watched a History Channel special on the movie series Indiana Jones. The purpose of the show was to separate fact from fiction as it relates to the movie. While watching the show I was introduced to origin of the word “Thug”. When you think of a thug what image comes to mind? Is it a Black or Brown man? Is he iced out with diamonds and wearing baggy pants? Most people think of a thug as living in a poverty stricken urban area ( Ghetto) in the United states. The origin of the word “Thug” couldn’t be farther from its present meaning. The word Thug originates from an 800 year old cult called Thuggee in India. Thuggee were known for befriending travelers and killing them with the ultimate intention of robbing them. According to the Guinness Book of World Records, this cult is responsible for the death of 2 million unsuspecting travelers.
So the question arises, ” How did we get from Thuggee to thug?” The Indian Cult and its practices were popularized and introduced to main stream Western Culture through books such as Confessions of a Thug by Philip Meadows Taylor (1839). Thuggee was also popularized by British Culture as Great Britain Ruled India from 1858 to 1947. In a way it bothers me that such a negative word like thug is largely associated with Blacks when it should be associated with Indians. How is it that we get the bad rap when they’ve been “thuggin” for 800 years! If we’re going to play the name game then we need to call prostitutes Geisha Girls! If there are any words that you can think of that are unfairly associated with your or someone else’s culture, please feel free to comment.
Ya Basta, Malcolm
It has been years since I have used the word agapae. But I wanted to use it in a short message to a dear friend. Since I knew I had forgotten how to spell the word I decided to Google it. I typed the following within the Google search bar: agodbae, agodba, agotbae and etc. Yet, nothing I spelled gave me the correct spelling for the word I so dearly wanted to use. I was becoming frustrated. I even thought maybe I had learned a word that did not exist.
Let’s just say it took me forever to find the correct spelling of agape, but, nevertheless, I found it! And I used it! Hip hip hooray!
c.1600, from Gk. agapan “greet with affection, love” (used by early Christians for their “love feast” held in connection with the Lord’s Supper), from agapan “to love,” of unknown origin. In modern use, often in simpler sense of “Christian love” (1856, frequently opposed to eros as “carnal or sensual.
It is wonderful to see another woman of color maintaining marital status as her hubby becomes a “mover and a shaker.”
As I looked upon the picture showing NYC democratic mayoral candidate Bill de Blasio and his family, I became instantly proud. Their family photo of political triumph says a thousand words.
I believe most can find a reason why this family collectively, and as individuals, will make great ambassadors for New York City. And adding icing to the cake, for me, is the fact that Mr. De Blasio is taking two lovely black women with him on his political journey.
Hip hip hooray!
Furthermore, it’s wonderful to see his wife Chirlane McCray is also a successful woman in her own craft. And if I was still young “I would love to be like her when I grow up.”
In her interview with Huffington Post, Chirlane McCray is grateful, graceful and strong in convictions about her life experiences. I guess, many people feel she will be a great advocate for the black community as well as the gay and lesbian communities. But, be that as it may, I did find it funny neither woman mentioned within the interview how Chirlane McCray’s life successes will impact the world’s view about black woman.
Though I thought the interview went well, again, I did noticed black women as a group being left out among those that are considered less fortunate. And, once again, black women were thrown into groups that have struggled for centuries for equality on many levels.
Yet, society fails to realize black men and black women have been methodically segregated due to social acceptance. Thus, forcing black women to become a group outside of an oppressed race; and giving birth to black women searching for social acceptance without ties to black men.
For me, Chirlane’s successes are and will be pivotal moments for her and those she represent; because after all, black women are considered the lowest on the social totem pole for dating and marrying. And in the year 2013 an interracial couple seems to be slaying the put-down comments of black women yesteryear relationship taboos.
Oh, I’m sure the interviewer and Chirlane McCray did not intend to leave black women out as a struggling group for social acceptance; but it is such a natural response to look over black women in an acceptable way. After all black women have been pushed underneath the social carpet as unlovable and uneducated.
Sometimes society makes me personally feel most are saying, “if we ignore them they will go away.” Therefore, as black women we must make considerable efforts to remember black women along our successful journeys; as we gently say in our personal and professional achievements that black women are here to stay. However, it is moments like Mr. and Mrs. De Blasio’s public triumphs that clearly say black women truly do have it going on.
So, once more, congrats to NYC democratic mayoral candidate Bill de Blasio and his lovely family for their political win.
If you think you are beaten, you are;
If you think you dare not, you don’t.
If you’d like to win, but think you can’t
It’s almost a cinch you won’t.
If you think you’ll lose, you’ve lost,
For out in the world we find
Success being with a fellow’s will;
It’s all in the state of mind.
If you think you’re outclassed, you are:
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself before
You can ever win a prize.
Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man,
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the one who thinks he can. –Walter D. Wintle
Lord there are so many social issues to pray for that I’m not sure which one I should bring to your feet this morning. There is the issue of HIV among the porn stars. There is the issue of homosexual’s committing suicide because of personal fears. There are the social issues of gun control in America. Lord as you can see from my small prayer list, that could easily grow, there is a need for you.
Lord as you know I started this prayer last week after coming home from church. Pastor Robert Gelinas spoke on Your mercy. He mainly spoke from the book of Jonas. He talked about how people want your mercy but often hate when you extend the same mercy to those deem unworthy. With great surprise the end of his sermon took a tailspin. He held up a rock and said it represented people who had not forgiven themselves.
Lord as you saw I sat listening in bewilderment. It was then I realized I was Jonas. I had not forgiven myself for becoming a teen-mom. I had not forgiven myself for countless other things I had done with the life you gladly gave me. Lord so long ago, I realized I had wasted and was wasting my life. I’m sorry! Please forgive me for wasting the life you created before you formed it in the belly of my precious mom’s womb. Please stop me from living a life of regret. Please help me to live in the footsteps you ordered for me. Please help me to be a gift given back to the greatest gift giver. Lord, let me be a wonderful gift for you!
Lord this morning someone woke up unsure about life. Lord, I pray that you give this person a dream or a new dream with new hope. Lord, I pray that you help them to learn to put one foot in front of the other. Lord, I pray that you help them to understand “a journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” Lord, I pray that they realize the cliché I just used apply to all aspects of life. But more so Lord, I pray they understand “Great is Thy faithfulness.”
Lord help those that have contracted HIV. Give them your peace that surpasses all human understanding. Lord help those that have confesses in their hearts that they are homosexual. Lord help those that own guns and those that don’t own guns to come to mutual agreements. But most of all Lord help the world to know ‘Great is Thy faithfulness.”
“Great is Thy faithfulness,” O God my Father,
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not
As Thou hast been Thou forever wilt be.
“Great is Thy faithfulness!” “Great is Thy faithfulness!“
Morning by morning new mercies I see;
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided—
“Great is Thy faithfulness,” Lord, unto me!
Summer and winter, and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.
Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth,
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!