For my Hero's...
I had a very surreal moment tonight...
As I was rummaging through my grandmas house...i came across old video tapes and cassette tapes of my family. The video was from 1988, I dont it doesnt seem so long ago...but alot has happened since then. I shed a tear when my grandparesnt came across the screen, they were so young looking and full of life...it was before all the crap happened, before all the death, before all the sickness...my grandfather had a smile and looked healthy...my granmother had energy. It was amazing. The tape then turned to my uncles old house in Cleveland, TN. He looked so healthy...he wasnt sick yet. It was when he was still evangelizing...just to see him and my grandfather standing there, two mighty men of God, it took my breath away. I was only three when they were in their prime...i missed it, and i never realized how much i missed it untill i watched the video. My uncle, the man who had travelled the world as a church of God minister...setting a name for himself...being right under the head of the cog office. My Grandfather...the man who almost single handedly brought Church of God Pentecostalism to the Detroit/Downriver area. I was in awe...this is what Im following, these are the shoes i have to step in to. A year ago a man at a church in TN called me out to the front..no idea who i was, or where i was from...but he looked at me and said "son, you have a blanket of anointing over your life...i dont know who you are or where your from, but God has a mighty plan for your life...I expect to hear great things from you in the next couple of year". I never realized what he meant untill tonight. I knew my uncle and grandfather and his father before him and so on...all the way back past Moodey...were good men...but i never realized how influential they were...i had no idea what i was carying on. Ive been struggling the last few months on whether or not God really has a call on my life and whether or not I can do this...but after tonight, I wonder no more. I know what blood flows through me...i know the powers of a generational blessing...i know what that man meant when he told me God has a mighty plan for my life. I have no more questions about it...Im following some mighty men of God and I pray that I can live up to that. I wish that i could have heard my Grandfather preach when he was running a 750 person church in Detroit....I wish I could have heard my uncle teach when he was speaking to a multitude of people in Germany...I so wish i could have been there to hear that, but i am forced to listen to old tapes...and that is still better than nothing. The last few months, both of them have been sitting down with me, trying to pass down the knowledge they have...and you have no idea how much i appreciate it. I never would have thought last year that Id be one of the main preachers in a revival...and the only reason i was is because I had three people believing in me...my grandfather, my uncle, and God. I just pray that those two live long enough to see me make it as a minister, to know that they did something right. I just want them to be proud of me...
As I was rummaging through my grandmas house...i came across old video tapes and cassette tapes of my family. The video was from 1988, I dont it doesnt seem so long ago...but alot has happened since then. I shed a tear when my grandparesnt came across the screen, they were so young looking and full of life...it was before all the crap happened, before all the death, before all the sickness...my grandfather had a smile and looked healthy...my granmother had energy. It was amazing. The tape then turned to my uncles old house in Cleveland, TN. He looked so healthy...he wasnt sick yet. It was when he was still evangelizing...just to see him and my grandfather standing there, two mighty men of God, it took my breath away. I was only three when they were in their prime...i missed it, and i never realized how much i missed it untill i watched the video. My uncle, the man who had travelled the world as a church of God minister...setting a name for himself...being right under the head of the cog office. My Grandfather...the man who almost single handedly brought Church of God Pentecostalism to the Detroit/Downriver area. I was in awe...this is what Im following, these are the shoes i have to step in to. A year ago a man at a church in TN called me out to the front..no idea who i was, or where i was from...but he looked at me and said "son, you have a blanket of anointing over your life...i dont know who you are or where your from, but God has a mighty plan for your life...I expect to hear great things from you in the next couple of year". I never realized what he meant untill tonight. I knew my uncle and grandfather and his father before him and so on...all the way back past Moodey...were good men...but i never realized how influential they were...i had no idea what i was carying on. Ive been struggling the last few months on whether or not God really has a call on my life and whether or not I can do this...but after tonight, I wonder no more. I know what blood flows through me...i know the powers of a generational blessing...i know what that man meant when he told me God has a mighty plan for my life. I have no more questions about it...Im following some mighty men of God and I pray that I can live up to that. I wish that i could have heard my Grandfather preach when he was running a 750 person church in Detroit....I wish I could have heard my uncle teach when he was speaking to a multitude of people in Germany...I so wish i could have been there to hear that, but i am forced to listen to old tapes...and that is still better than nothing. The last few months, both of them have been sitting down with me, trying to pass down the knowledge they have...and you have no idea how much i appreciate it. I never would have thought last year that Id be one of the main preachers in a revival...and the only reason i was is because I had three people believing in me...my grandfather, my uncle, and God. I just pray that those two live long enough to see me make it as a minister, to know that they did something right. I just want them to be proud of me...