Archive for the ‘Sin’ Category

Mark 5: 1- 20
The story of the demoniac of the Gadarene is one those Bible stories that you either get or you don’t get and I get it. Whenever I see a store that says that they sell beer, wine and spirits all I see is the fact that they sell unclean spirits. God bless you if you are one those people that can drink one beer or whatever and be alright, but if you are one of ones that know better this ones for us. This is going to meat straight off the bone, probably with some bone in it. So just chew on the meat and spit the bones out. Read more…

My Beloved, we are dry, dusty bones. How much life are we living without Jesus? Back in the days, strapped w/ a .357 magnum, high as a mink coat, drinking like a fish, & running the streets; I was looking for a grave to die in, yeah I wasn’t asking for it, but I was acting like it. You don’t have to be this mean, but you do have this in you. My dry bones are on you & yours are on mine, scattered & exposed for the entire world to see. Read more…

My Brothers and Sisters, how alive are we when we live like dead people or some of us use to live like old people; I’ve buried more my homies than a 70 year old man. Now being spiritually dead is to be disconnected from God. Who is giving the appearance of being dead better than us? We tend to look at intelligence as being white. Read more…

First off I must make this statement; when I say HipHop I mean those of us that came up listening to HipHop Muzik: Ole School & New School. We started off in a lifestyle that nobody wanted & now everybody uses us to sell something. And many of us have been used up to our bones & after they’re finished with us they just throw us away or back in the valley: project housing, jails, & relationships of convenience.

Ezekiel 37:1-14, rings in my ears that we are them dry bones scattered in the valley separated from the own parts. We act like our legs are not connected w/ ours bodies because we will go & kick w/ any old body. We use our sex organ far pass what God intended them for. Read more…

Our Homecoming
The Prodigal Son was living high on the hog Friday, Saturday, and Sunday but come Monday he was feeding the hogs. Read more…