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He’s All You Need...Especially, When He’s All You Got
The Holy Spirit: an advocate, intercessor, counselor, comforter, helper, and ultimately the one called to another’s aid.
The Lord tells us that for our benefit, he must leave us. (Yes, our benefit; how cool is that!) Jesus needed to suffer in our place. (Paul harps on this throughout Romans) That for us to testify about the Lord (to be witnesses of the Jesus) we must have the Holy Spirit within us. We must have the Spirit of Truth to speak the truth. (For this reason, the disciples had to wait till the Day of Pentecost to share the Good News) We cannot discern, live righteously, and be convicted as we convict the world without the Counselor, the Guide, and the Advocate: aka the Holy Spirit.
A Message From Your Black Trophy Girlfriend and Your Black Token Friend
Since the horrific, brutal, and disgusting murders of Ahmaud Arbery, Breonna Taylor, and George Floyd, I have been taking some time to check in with myself. Crying whenever my memory reminds me of the second gunshot that shot through Ahmaud and the raspy voice of George calling for his mother as life was being drained from him with the knee of a power-hungry murderer.
Friend, He’s Got You
Today I want to personally speak with you.
Yes, you. Don’t look around like, “wait is she really talking about me,” because you know that I am indeed talking to you.
(Oh, sorry in advance. I’m going to expose something about you to the world. It’s okay though because I’m here with you. I know I may not physically be right next to you but I’ve got to respect the CDC and keep my distance. So believe me when I say that I’m spiritually right here with you.)
So, let me say this…
Dear Younger Me,
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