God has been so good to each and everyone, whether you know it or believe it. When you try hard and work for things that you genuinely want, it feels good when you God allows you to accomplish what it is you set out for. With that accomplishment, you tend to look for someone to celebrate with. You want to share that experience. Thankfully, I’ve been blessed with companionship to share life’s experiences with. I’m talking about friends in particular.

I’ve come to the conclusion that most of the time they don’t know they are hating. They’ve forgotten that God blesses everyone according to his riches and according to their level of faith. Don’t hate me…for three reasons.

1.) It’s just not cool and I have nothing but love for you
2.) It won’t bother me and is a waste of time.
3.) Think about if Jesus came back right when you were hating… 2 Corinthians 12:20.

Anyway, I said all of that to say, check out #Blessings. This is another song from the #HaveMercy mixtape coming this summer. Answer this for me…why do you think people hate on you?

My boo Kim is healing rapidly from her surgery.  She continues to grow in the Lord and always supports me and my endeavors.  I went to a video shoot for my brother in the ministry O’Quinn Saturday afternoon.  God is using him in a phenomenal way.  Later I went and had fellowship with my brother in Christ Christian Man for his birthday and we had a great time in the Lord.  Following that my other brother in the ministry H2G and I sat down in the car for what ended being almost 3 hours talking and ministering to other.  Its good to have people in your life who will pray with you when you are down, celebrate with you when you’re up, correct you when you’re wrong, and always approach things from a Godly perspective.  Sunday evening I went to celebrate with my brother Trinity on his 7 year marriage  anniversary.

I woke this morning thinking how awesome God is and how in some supernatural way all of my joy was intertwined with those around me.  I asked myself why is that and how could I continue it?  Those who know me know that I work at my church and so I rarely get the opportunity to sit and hear a sermon.  Yesterday I grabbed a CD of the service to listen to later.  I popped it in this morning on my way to get breakfast before work.  Pastor talked about…the ripple effect and how things you do effect other things and people in either a negative or positive way.  I found that interesting because it explained the feelings and thoughts I was having.  I’m recommitting myself right now to continue to focus on positivity and the things of God.  I must continue to walk in righteousness and be what God has called me to be. You reap what you sew.  Positivity breeds positive experiences.  Pastor went on to compare life  to a pond of water and how when things happen in the water, it creates a ripple that affects other things in the water.  It may bring them closer or push them away.   My question to you is…how does your ripple affect the people around you? Is it pushing them away from God or drawing them closer? Does your life generate ripples of positivity and blessings?  Will your ripple help me or hurt me? Think about it.  Examine your situation and those around you. You might need to make some changes…#JustSayin

If you can, comment below and let me know.  Thanks!  Oh yeah… #HaveMercy coming soon…

Boys want to be girls, wearing tight jeans and small shirts. Some walk around saggin showing they dirty drawls not knowing that’s really a sign of being gay and if they were in jail it would be an open invitation. They’re are becoming soft and weak minded and lack respect for themselves and other people. When I came up, there was certain things you didn’t do or say in front of older people. Others have no clue what work is and providing for yourself and family. They would rather steal, beg, borrow, bum or take it rather than make it. #HaveMercy on them Lord.

Girls are having another set of issues. Some want to be men. They feel they can accomplish it by shaving their hair, dressing like boys and changing their name. Others think having sex is the way to go. They end up lost looking for love not knowing what it is intended to be and worse they become pregnant and have STD’s. They lack attention so they try and get it by taking half naked pictures in bathroom mirrors with camera phones. By the way, duck lips aren’t cute and neither is the dirty room that is in the background. #HaveMercy on them Lord.

Now, I know these issues have existed long before me. I also know that the bigger issue is a lack of responsibility, caring, discipline, focus, prayer and time spent from the parents of these kids. That’s another topic, another post, another song. We’ll get to that later.

My above thoughts inspired the song “Young Ones”. I used Nicki Minaj – Moment 4 Lift beat. This will go on the #HaveMercy mixtape. Listen and comment please. Thanks

Now, with all that said, I need a title. I have a few ideas in mind to go along with the concept, but I’m interested in what others may think. Feel free to share thoughts. Thanks!

When I got home that night… my wife was serving dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. i suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’ s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I ran up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was too busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from whatever negative reaction it would have on our son, in case we pushed through with the divorce.

At least, in the eyes of our son—-I’m a loving husband…. THE SMALL DETAILS OF YOUR LIVES ARE WHAT REALLY MATTER IN A RELATIONSHIP. “IT’S NOT” the Mansion or House, the Car, Property, the Money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage! If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Most of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up… YOU DON’T REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE UNTIL ITS GONE!

Special shout outs to R.E.A.L Ministries for allowing the event to be held there. Thanks to Trinity for co-hosting. Much love to Immortal, Educator, Ameera York, Mama’s Boy and H2G for showing up and ministering. I love and appreciate yall.

If you don’t have the album, go and get it.

Below are a few videos from the album release…enjoy.