The Heart of Mathew 23

Kathy had called. I was in the shower so couldn’t take the call. I called her back.

“hello Kathy are you ready for the conference”?

“Not quite yet but I’ll be in a while. Do you want to pick me up…or?”

I’ll get you. Better be ready when I get there. It’s gonna be crowded and we need to get a good spot”

She laughed heartily. “Sure I’ll be waiting when you arrive”.

“Okay dear.” She can be a drag sometimes but she’s great company to have around especially on a day like this.

Word had gone around over the internet,  Facebook, twitter and the news outlets, that a great Man of God was coming to town, the greatest evangelist that ever lived and was  touring many cities in many countries of the world.

And indeed so many people and nations gathered here in the city of Houston, Texas to hear him preach. The Church has never been this excited, and so were many church leaders from the numerous Mega churches in the country and the world. They came in from Dallas, Louisiana, Atlanta, Washington DC, North Carolina and even from some African nations like Nigeria, and cities far and near to hear this wonderful evangelist. No one had ever seen or heard him preach face to face.

The leaders of the Pentecostal movement, Pastors of the well-known mega churches and dignitaries of Christian Broadcast Networks were ushered into seats in the front row as expected. They had flown in with their private jets, others had driven in their Lincoln, Cadillac, Mercedes, Lamborghini and it was a spectacle to see them descend on our city. It was phenomenal. Nothing  quite like it has ever been seen or heard before.

Countless regular, everyday people like my friend and I were in attendance; the disciples, you know the followers of Christ, the church goers, members of those mega churches and believers all around who could make their way here. This was promising to be a first of its kind extraordinary event…

renowned praise and worship leaders led the worship. It was out of this world. Heaven came down and glory filled the place…

Then the message came forth and all were in awe, mouths were agape, jaws dropped, for none had been quite as direct, they all recognized him.

And he spoke to the crowd….

‘The teachers of religious law and the Pharisees are the official interpreters of the law of Moses,…Kathy whispered into my ears “in today’s parlance that would be  the word of God or the bible right?” “right” I replied.

‘ So, practice and obey whatever they tell you, but don’t follow their example’

“Really?”  Kathy spoke in my ears again.”Oh boy!, the first jab falls and some of those Juggernaut preachers must have flinched in their seats.”

and he went on;

‘For they don’t practice what they teach. They crush people with unbearable religious demands and never lift a finger to ease the burden’.

“Woo, woo, woo! more and more jabs keep falling and it feels like Mohammed Ali in the boxing ring landing those body blows and upper cuts weakening his opponents.” Kathy keeps talking.  I don’t know how to stop her. It’s so distracting and funny at the same time.

The man of God continued;

‘Everything they do is for show….

Aha! I almost jumped out of my seat. It was a good jab. Ironically, those front seated  religious big wigs  kept getting up in standing ovation. Are they blind and tone-deaf?  They must not hear him. He’s talking about them. Can’t they get it? Continue reading

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Born To Rule

Baby boy Cambridge, now named Prince George Alexander Louis, was born July 22, 2013 lbs. 6 OZ. 4:24 P.M. I am actually holding in my hand a copy of a Special  Collector’s Issue of People Magazine. I plan to preserve this copy for the purpose for which it was published….a keepsake. I have better plans than those of anyone else. I want to preserve just in case some loony in the future decides to contest his birth and eligibility to the throne. Some of the claims may be that he was not born in Great Britain, or that he was swapped at birth, or the he was actually born here in the United States and therefore is now a citizen of the United States. Just in case he refuses to produce his birth certificate, just delaying to do so just because he feels it is preposterous to even suggest that his citizenship is in question.

So if at anytime in the very distant future, something remotely similar to scenarios I have hinted rears its ugly head in Great Britain, please feel free to wake me up from my grave and I shall gladly dust-up my Special Collector’s Issue of People Magazine and zealously come to the defense of the prince. Yes, I hold the evidence, even though the royals hold an enviable place as far as longevity goes.
In case you are wondering why I would even think of this…well, we have had our own example here in America, where Barack Obama, even though he too was born to rule (although his parents did not hold any crystal ball to figure it out), had his birth place disputed. They actually went on a search led by and funded by the renowned Donald Trump. We all know how all that ended. Well, I’m not about that right now, but to just let the Prince of Cambridge know that if his birth place and birth to the royal monarch of England is ever in question, I do hold a publicly disseminated  information of his birth…my “Special Collector’s Issue” of People Magazine, just like I hold a few special editions of newspapers and magazines documenting the rise of the first black president of the United States of America. Who knows, someone might just decide to rewrite history.

This is why we take these documented facts to the grave with us for posterity. So, again if there is ever any question regarding where or who this young prince was born to, I have the facts. Also, because it has happened before, if there is ever any reason to suggest that there was never a black President of the United States of America, just feel free to wake me up in my grave. I’ll even turn over the “Do not Disturb” sign. For these reasons alone  should anyone wake me up from my peaceful rest.