Your Story…

Happy Friday All…

Hope it has been a good week for all… Just want to share a thought…

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“1 Thessalonians 5:11 – Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, 

even as also ye do.”

Your story is needed… Your testimony is your sermon… What you have been through was and is designed to edify you and the Kingdom of God.

Here’s a quote, “Your story is the key that can unlock someone else’s prison. Share your testimony.”

Have a blessed day…

The Reflection…

Inspired by Men’s Retreat @ Sandy Cove

The Reflection…

A reflection can tell a lot…
From the abstract colors to a simple blemish or spot…

For years and years, I was ashamed to look at me…

Ashamed, because I felt within me… there was no good deed…
Satan said look… your worthless… hence you will be my seed…

And even with that, I still would look at my reflection and see…
All the things that I desire to do and to be…

And then there was a time when I looked…
Only to see a demonic being within that had me shook…

At this point I was going down…
Vincent was dying and Lucifer had me bound…

But once again, I heard a voice…
A voice that said you have a choice…

The choice to look at another reflection…
But what was the point… I only would see rejection…

But His voice called out to me…
God said, My son… don’t forget what you can be…

Remember, I created you and love you most…
I will never leave you; stay by you close…

Years would pass and through God I would gain…
Yet, He reminds me of His Power through the past; the pain…

It was Saturday afternoon when I saw a reflection…
A reflection that cause me to fall under subjection…

The creation of the sun; as it kisses the sea…
Reminding me of the Son; who died for me…

I am reminded that all I endured…
Christ died for me; so one day I would be pure…

Ahh, the things you see in the reflection…
The way He reminds us; we’re His Selection…DFD2D5B7-545D-4761-9608-10796D4F4CB2

It’s true; a reflection can tell a story…

From the pain of the world… the enemy of Satan…the worry
Yet it all works together in God and now I represent His Glory

And so when I look in the mirror, I see more than me…
How Mary Mary put it…. It is the God in me…

Father God:
Thank You for who You are in me. Thank You for You are Love… Thank You for everything… Thank You for giving me back me…
In Jesus Christ Name… Amen …

The Lesson He Taught

Inspirations – My Dad, Mr. Vincent Augustus Davis, Sr. (Natural Birth: May 13, 1951 ~ Eternal Birth: January 27, 2003) & Ronnie Laws – Friends & Strangers

It has been 13 years since my father, Vincent Augustus Davis, Sr., went home to be with IMG_0858the Lord. In the last few years, I’m more into the music my parents would listen to. My sisters, mother, and I always talk about how my dad loved his jazz. It’s funny, because you could always tell his mood by the music he’d listen to. From Kenny G, to War, to Temptations, to Boney James, to Bill Withers, to Roy Ayers, and so forth. But there was one artist that he would listen to on any given day, Mr. Ronnie Laws. As a lil’ dude out in the yard cutting grass with Dad, he would have his beer with him and the radio would be on blast with Mr. Laws.  One of my favorite songs is Tidal Wave… but Dad had another one that we all liked, Friends & Strangers…

One thing about Dad; he was a quiet man. Always watching his surroundings. He was not one to call everyone friend.  His circle consisted of my godfather, Larry “Vann” Cousins… my uncle, Haywood P. Barnes, Jr., Mr. Larry Coker, Mr. Paul Bess, and Mr. John Allen. There were a few folks from the shipyard as well. Vincent, Sr. had a genuine love for everyone, but he was very conscious of who he went around. He never threw around the word, friend, causally at all. Today I think back on that and realize I’m the same way. I do it without thought. Yet my circle of friends isn’t small, but still strategic like Dad’s. Often, I wonder though, why Dad was like that? And then it hit me… Dad had something that each of us should ask God for on a consistent basis… Discernment.

A time back, my god-brother and I spoke about how sometimes folks will try to take advantage of the weak for the purpose of exploitation. It angers me, because many of us are in position to be a blessing, yet we choose to be a curse. Yet if we ask God to give us discernment, we can then start to see if folks are for us or against us. When I think back, Dad was good for this. He could always tell if someone meant good or harm. After all these years, I think I understand the lesson that Dad was trying to teach me…

A friend will always be real with you. A friend will tell you what you need to hear; good or bad. A friend will hold you accountable. A friend will honor and respect your personal relationship with God. A friend will pray for and with you. A friend will love you as Christ loves us all.

A stranger can come and go. A stranger could possibly take advantage of you. A stranger will tell you what you want to hear. A stranger could bring harm. A stranger could be good or bad… could fake like a friend, but you must discern.

THOUGHT:  Everyone comes into your life for a reason. Some for a season… some for a lifetime. You must ask God for the gift of discernment so that you know who is for you and against you.

An additional lesson that Dad taught me… For those that have been in your life for years, even decades, and have always remained consistent, genuine, God fearing… Hold fast to those folks.

Thanks for the lesson Dad. Love you.