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softcover015Once the service ended, Larry followed Mother Johnson out the doors over to her car. She placed her purse down on the back seat and turned to face him.

“A storm of calamity is coming,” he said.

Mother Johnson nodded. “Yes. When did you see it?”

“This morning. When I opened my front door, the weather was terrible. I went to the closet to get an umbrella. When I opened the door again, the weather had ceased. Dry brittle leaves were scattered across my driveway and pollen —”

“Covered you car,” Mother Johnson interrupted. Her hands went up to her mouth.

“Yes ma’am. We had the same vision.” Larry watch a few church members drive off. The thought of his next words sent chills down his spine. “There is more. I saw people die and go to Hell.”

“Jesus,” she repeated.

“No one is prepared for what is about to happen,” he said. “In the vision, a terrible accident took the lives of a few people. Both of your sons were involved. I …” He lowered his head. “I don’t want to say it.”

With tears in her eyes, she touched him. “Say it. I want to hear it. I need to hear it. What did you see about my sons? Tell me so I’ll know what to pray for.”

“They died and went to Hell.”

“Not my babies,” she screamed. “Jesus!”

“I think …” He rubbed his chin a few times. “I think I know why I had the vision.” He grabbed her hands and gazed directly at her. “I can stop it from happening.”

Her tears dried up. “What do you need me to do?”

“The only thing you can do is pray non stop. Keep me in prayer as I attempt to change the future.” He touched her on the shoulders. “I promise that I will do everything I can. I believe the Lord is with me. He gave me this vision and He will show me the way to rescue your sons from Hell.”

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Hope Until the End & then Hope Again

Things may not always go as we would like them to but that doesn’t mean that our life is paralyzed by a sting of misfortune. Challenges doesn’t mean that we can’t achieve the very thing we have thrust our energy and effort toward, but rather challenges simply aid to our determination. If you want something bad enough you’ll fight till the end. Perseverance is the underlying factor that separates failure from success. Success is not determined by your ability to equal or excel your neighbor, but its a step up from where you are. Success defined is the accomplishment of an aim or purpose. Stay persistent and yet humble in your endeavors as you dwell in the essence of hope. Hope defined is a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. As you continue through the barrels of challenges and through the walls of defeat, remember on the other side is your prescribed portion of success that is waiting on you.
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UP CLOSE & PERSONAL II Preview “Caveat of PENITENT” COMING JANUARY 2013

ONE NIGHT BEGIN EVERYTHING
The town was all abuzz when news started circulating about the upcoming revival to be conducted by Joshua Allen, a travelling evangelist of healing and deliverance from Alabama. Steve was a close friend of Joshua’s from high school. We he found out his friend was coming to town to hold a revival, Steve got in contact with him in reference to a package he had received a few days ago. While speaking with Steve, Joshua felt the sincerity and urgency in Steve’s voice. He was sure that the first night of the revival would be a great time to share these letters of warning. Joshua invited Steve to the revival and asked him to share his letters with the congregation on the first night.

With service now just an hour away, Steve was sitting on his bed, his hand shaking as he held tightly to a stack of letters. Nothing to fear…Nothing to fear…Nothing to fear he said to himself. It was now almost 8:00 p.m. Taking a deep breath, he rose, with his head lifted up high. He smiled and walked out the door, radiant, as if he was staring into a bright light.

Once he arrived, his heart pounded at the multitude of people sitting, waiting for service to begin.

During the devotion, Steve prayed to himself. Moments into the service, Steve was introduced as a special guest. Taking a deep breath, he modestly walked toward the podium.

“Hello everyone. My name is Steve Righting. I attend one of the local churches in the city. A few weeks ago, there was a terrible accident that took the lives of some of my close friends. I have eight letters in my possession, and I want to share them with you. I received them a few days ago from an unknown sender.” While he was talking, Thomas walked in and sat down in

the back of the room. Steve’s eyes followed Thomas to his seat, smiling once their eyes met. Everyone listened to Steve reading the letters. In astonishment, they sat up in their seats. Eyes throughout the building filled with tears, as sounds of lamentation resonated. Word by word, each letter uttered a caveat of penitence. Looking down at the podium, Steve took out Joey’s letter. Glancing near the back pews toward Thomas, exhaling slowly, he said, “This is the final letter I will read tonight. This particular letter is addressed to Max, from Joey.” Like a lion targeting on its prey, Thomas’ eyes glared, wrinkles forming on his forehead.

“Dear Max,

How have you been my friend? It’s been a while since you and I have talked or even seen each other. So how is the family doing? You know I really looked up to you. You had things in your life that I wanted so badly. I remember the times you invited me to your church. I really wanted to come, but I didn’t have any church clothes. Then one day I came, and I must admit, I really enjoyed myself. Church was something new to me. I managed to convince my brother to come also. He sat in the back, so you probably didn’t notice him. I thought I had to dress a certain way, and you never told me I could have worn the clothing I already had. It was like you really didn’t care at all. Remember the times I asked you about heaven and hell? You told me we would talk about it later; sadly, later never came. I had so many questions about church and who Jesus really is. I saw the gatherings your fellow church members went on. I thought that was cool and neat. It was something I’d never seen before, a group of people coming together to share the love of Jesus with others. I often noticed some of your church members knock on doors, pass out Bibles and offer prayer to complete strangers.

One day, Steve came over to my house and offered prayer, and shared the love of Jesus. Eventually, I stopped drinking and doing other things. I was looking forward to the times we got together. There were so many questions I had. Honestly, I don’t…

Live “IN” Inspiration

Everyday we have an opportunity to showcase our gifts and talents among the world. This endowment, is not for vain glory. Moreover, it is a tool or can be used as a tool to reach others, who are trapped in the darkness of reality. Life exists beyond this arena, whether one believe or not. Its existence is not based on one’s belief. As we live from day-to-day, it behooves us to walk in the light of understanding. As we operate in its essence, compassion will seep out, as we thrive to walk and live in a manner that demonstrates our faith unto the world.

 

 

 

Up Close & Personal……

After the death of a close friend name Joey, a few people decided to get together for comfort. As a result, drinking became their way to ease the pain. Max took Joey’s death extremely hard. He indulged in alcoholic beverages to cope with the loss of his brother. One late night Max had a dream about Joey. In the dream, Joey gave Max a stack of letters. Before he was able to read them, Max always awoke from the dream. This was an ongoing dream. The only words Max could make out on the cover of the letters were the words, UP CLOSE & PERSONAL “The Letters of Warning.”

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Up Close & Personal II “Caveat of Penitent”

Poet Talk- The Prelude to the VALLEY

A preview of the upcoming novel “The Threshold”

PROLOGUE

As the church revival concluded its service, everyone walked to their vehicles, their hearts was filled with joy and comfort. Charlotte waited until everyone buckled up before she turned the ignition and slowly drove off. She noticed a store up ahead and stopped to see if anyone wanted anything. As they pulled up to the store Derrick quickly said

“Does anyone want anything from the store?”

“I’m buying.”  Said Derrick

They all looked at each other in a moment of shock. Erica said, “He must have got touched, as stingy as Derrick is.” As Derrick walked in the store, he asked the cashier for directions to the restroom.

“Around the corner, down the hall; it’s the last door on the right.”

While washing his hands, Derrick looked at his reflection in the mirror. Maybe there is something to this church thing after all. He smiled and turned off the water.

Charlotte and the girls sat in the car talking about how awesome the church service was and how they feel different. In the midst of the conversation, an uneasy feeling settled over Charlotte and she turned her head toward the store. When she opened the car door and exited slowly, Maran and Erica stopped talking and asked, “What’s wrong?” Charlotte began walking slowly toward the store.

Inside the store Derrick closed the bathroom door as JQ walked up to him and pulled a gun from his jacket. The gun already cocked and loaded with hollow points hovered an inch from Derrick’s face.

JQ gritted his teeth. “You’re not in church any more BOY!  Saliva pooled in the corner of his mouth. “And you thought church would save you from me. I told you this wasn’t over.”

“What do you want with me?” said Derrick.

“Nothing, our talk is over, I told you next time my gun will play.” said JQ.

With a heavy expression on his face, Derrick simply closed his eyes, thinking his life was about to end.

Once he closed his eyes, JQ started laughing.

“No more church for you boy!”  As JQ fired his gun, Charlotte entered the store screaming Jesus!

 

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Poet Talk- The Prelude to the Valley….. POWERFUL-GRIPPING insightful words of creativity

Up Close and Personal Series (7 Letters)

A terrible accident changed the lives of seven people. Some of them believe there was a GOD…some even went to church…some believe in heaven and hell. One night, their belief manifested during a terrible accident that altered the lives for some and open the door to eternity for others. Hear their story from beyond the accident. Each person wrote a letter that connects and entwines to display a powerful message.

TEARS OF HOPE, JOY, TRIUMPH, SORROW, AGONY, & GRIEF

A griping story of reality that will inspire…….

The Trial

One man is charged with the sins of the world. GOD is his judge and the host of heaven is the jury. How can he plea his case? Who can help him?

From Spirit to Flesh

A poetic display of our entrance into this earth from heaven. Insightful words that will bring joy and cause a smile to enrich your day as you view a metaphoric display of a journey from spirit to flesh.

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