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A Dedication…

Black Butterfly…

Our role models have passed on.  Our parents have passed on.  Our teachers of life and true history have passed on.  We are stripped of our heritage and our souls have been broken, and many of us by the way we act we even lost our damn minds.  But you… you have endured and for all you do, for all you stand for, for the person that you are, and for being a very strong woman I, Boston Brian, dedicate this song and this video to you.  You are loved more than you will ever know.  Just remember… when you cry, the Lord God is with you.  When you smile, the Lord God is with you.  When you walk, the Lord God is with you.  Just as Christ has risen, you will rise in ways that you would NEVER imagined.  I see it and I believe it!

Matthew 5:10 “Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness’ sake; for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”  Matthew 28:20…”I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.”

Keep preaching sister girl!

 

~Boston Brian~

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No Justice No Peace

America the Twisted?

I remember a story in a northern city, in a northern state where an unarmed suspect was shot in the back three times in a church in front of kids.  This suspect was black.  Can you imagine what must have went through the minds of kids seeing someone unarmed shot in the back three times and killed, while the police officers were not persecuted?  Those kids would grow up not respecting the law because all they know about the law is the law (police) is they seek and execute the unarmed, not protect and serve.

Now we get on with race, a topic that Americans hate to talk about.  Race has been a big issue in America, even though no one wants to admit it.  When the police can ignore a state statute that deals with hate crimes, which is punishable by incarceration, to pursue other crimes that they can shoot or abuse the innocent.

Being a Boston Bruins fan, most people asks me how can I be one when they played Montreal and they had racists slurs at a player on the Canadians team while playing in Boston.  A fan is a fan, regardless of who it is, but the organization itself drafted its first black hockey player to ever play in the United States in the 50’s.

Isn’t it funny how Americans can accept a black person or a minority person when they take a bullet for the country, yet, they are still not considered equals?  Isn’t it funny how you can talk highly about black people and others just assume you are black as well, though you may or may not be?  Isn’t it funny how people can say they are Christian, yet they judge Jews and hate people of other races?  Isn’t it funny how some things we use everyday are things that are invented by blacks.  QUIZ…What is the one thing we come in contact with everyday of our lives that we use to help control the flow of traffic, yet if you run one of these, not only can you be in a crash, but can be punishable by a traffic ticket?  THE TRAFFIC LIGHT.

Jesus Christ is not white, as much as people would hate not to believe.  Jesus is a Jew, born in Bethlehem, yes?  What color was the original Hebrews?  How can He had blue eyes?  People get photos of what they believe Jesus to be, yet don’t know the first thing about Jesus.  People want to hate Israeli people, but don’t they know Jesus Christ, our Savior, was born a Jew?

They say America is the land of the free – is it?  Society say what is good and what is wrong and we are to believe that instead of going by our spirit of Christ.  One day, we all will be judged, and I would love to be a fly on the wall to hear some of the answers given, when every knee shall bow and confess Jesus is Lord, an Israeli by HIS choice.  America, a country still divided and even more after the election and re-election of President Obama

You are drowning.  You cannot swim.  You are suffering.  You are near death.  A hand reaches out that is of another race – would you grab it, or suffer a tragic death because of your pride?

CF Boston Brian

http://www.ilga.gov/legislation/ilcs/documents/072000050K12-7.1.htm

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