A WEAK Wretched Worm As I...

Today I was kinda feeling pretty crappy today actually...

Lol just came out of a fast a while ago and just as quickly went into a little "backsliding" in emotional "temper tantrums" of my personal life situation.

Anyways it's just MY FAULT in the end and no "blame game" to play.

I basically just stayed up too late at night into the early morning and set my alarm clock to wake me up by six in the morning to get ready for church today.

BY GOD'S GOOD GRACE actually made it to church today but it was a "battle" of a sluggish, grumpy person fighting against his flesh...

Flash-forward on the way to church with my family we stopped at the local Quick Way gas station and I saw a man sitting at a corner with his stuff; he looked homeless or some guy "going through some stuff"; perhaps on drugs and/or related issues.

I could relate to the man.

So I stepped out the car and gave the man a "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" Gospel of Jesus Christ (KJV 1 Corinthians 15:1-4) gospel tract as he sat on the ground and people passed by it seemed without even at least "acknowledging" the man as a human-being regardless if they "looked down" on him as a "hobo" in their minds...

Even if I don't help homeless people on the spot because I can't or it's not the "right moment or situation" I at least do my best to ACKNOWLEGE their existence as human-beings with basic human dignity and respect and not to "look down" on them because they're homeless. Like trash not even human... It's wrong for people to just turn a "blind eye" to people on the streets whether they're like that on purpose or not: just ACKNOWLEDGE and treat people with simple dignity and respect because it's the right thing to do and it makes your life easier and more meaningful in the end.

I just came up and said it: "Even though I don't look like it (I'm all "dressed up" for church) I'm a MESS too man..." is all I had to say with him and we "understood" each other and he intently took the gospel tract I handed him with EARNEST interest. He saw I acknowledged and respected him by saying "I'm no better than him" as I am a "mess" myself with many problems and issues God is dealing with me on working on. A work in progress I am.

Anyways after that little encounter I just got back in the car and whole family and I went off to Greenfield Missionary Baptist Church for service. Amen.

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

"Change"...

Yesterday morning I was "on and about" with my family to do a little grocery-shopping at Walmart.

I walked ahead and saw a black woman working for The Salvation Army ringing her bell and hoping to get money donations from all the people walking around. (I previously used to shortly work for The Salvation Army during the time I spent living up in Anacortes, Washington with my family; but that's a whole 'nother story. It's in my employment history, though.)

Needless to say, as a "gesture of thought" I felt led to give a small monetary donation into the red kettle that was up front by the doors of the main Walmart entrance and then I looked back from the left side of my head to "acknowledge her" and for her to see I gave a donation and she said something in agreement like "Thanks" and then I met my family inside Walmart after a time and we spent almost an hour inside doing shopping.

...Fast-forward, turns out before I had even walked up to Walmart I have the instinctive Spirit-led mindset of having a "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" gospel tract directly at my disposal in the left-side pocket of my blue jacket to "whip out" and give to someone I felt led to give to as the opportunity presented itself in public.

So, here's the moment: I'm walking out the Walmart with my family going out ahead of me back to the car with the groceries and I see this young black man (he's not that much older than me I believe; either late twenties or early thirties or something...) out sitting by the side of the Walmart exit door I'm coming out of.

You know those kind of people you see hanging around at stores, right? People we might perceive to be homeless, drug addicts, alcoholics, lowlife, etc...

I could say this guy was one of 'em, but can't really be sure. Nor does it matter.

I could say this guy was a "crackhead" and even so, it doesn't matter.

Truth is... WE ALL JUDGE PEOPLE IN SOCIETY! We just do. It's just "human nature" lol. But it's how we respond with the judgment that counts.

Whether we judge people wrongfully or rightfully, we should at least treat everyone with dignity and respect and treat them like they exist in the world as human-beings. That is what I did in this moment: acknowledged and treated this young black man's existence as a fellow human-being.

Here goes; this same young black man I just saw; I'm thinking he's someone I've seen around town for quite a while sometime either hanging out at this Walmart or the local Dollar Tree across N. Thomas Street. I'm seen someone like him before if he's not the guy I have in memory otherwise.

Either way, it doesn't matter to me; for my main objective was to try to get this man to know CHRIST before anything else. His spiritual SALVATION is all that mattered to me.

I handed this young brothah the "Jesus Christ LOVES You" gospel tract I had in my jacket's pocket by INSTINCTIVE REFLEX. Didn't have time to "double guess" or "double think" I just ACTED and whether he would take the tract or not wasn't on me to worry about, but him.

Surprisingly he accepted the folded-up gospel tract I handed him and then looked at it as though maybe hoping it came with some "money" attached lol.

I ain't gonna lie, this guy looked like he was a crackhead or "on some stuff" whatever it might be but he didn't seem like he was wanting to "stop being a crackhead" but sitting by the corner of the Walmart store door panhandling, begging people to give him money to feed his wicked, unhealthy lifestyle habits anytime someone gave him eye contact.

After he received the gospel tract from my hand he started to say quickly, "Change... I need some change" trying to "beg me down" in pity to get me to give him some knowing full-well he's physically healthy looking and seems alright even mentally; he's just wanting me to give him some money to buy drugs, cigarettes, alcohol, etc.

And I was NOT ever about to "enable" a physically-able, mentally-able, healthy-looking young adult to live his sedentary lifestyle.

The black lady workin' for The Salvation Army and an older Hispanic man turned aside to look behind themselves in "surprise" (looked like that to me at least) as I had gave the young brothah a folded-up gospel tract then walked on about my business; but they could have mistaken it for rolled up "money" dollar bills; which is something I sho' wouldn't give this young brothah out here hustling people for his "drug money". Oh no, no, no my friend... I don't roll like that.

You don't need "change" my brothah; you need to go do like every other responsible, respectable adult in society and go WORK FOR YO' MONEY, man!

Quit leechin' off of people to feed your unhealthy habits! Get real! Smh...

I'd be more guilty than the crackhead by giving him money to get dope than he would when there's true homeless or poor people around in need really needing the help; not him... He's just taking advantage of people. Not "financial help"; that's not what he needed.

As I type that, what comes to mind is the story of when Peter and John in the Bible when throughout Jerusalem preaching that Jesus was Christ and about the man who was lame from birth above forty years old sitting at the gate of Jerusalem begging for "change"...
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KJV Acts 3:1-11,

1 Now Peter and John went up together into the temple at the hour of prayer, being the ninth hour.

2 And a certain man lame from his mother's womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms of them that entered into the temple;

3 Who seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple asked an alms.

4 And Peter, fastening his eyes upon him with John, said, Look on us.

5 And he gave heed unto them, expecting to receive something of them.

6 Then Peter said, Silver and gold have I none; but such as I have give I thee: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth rise up and walk.

7 And he took him by the right hand, and lifted him up: and immediately his feet and ancle bones received strength.

8 And he leaping up stood, and walked, and entered with them into the temple, walking, and leaping, and praising God.

9 And all the people saw him walking and praising God:

10 And they knew that it was he which sat for alms at the Beautiful gate of the temple: and they were filled with wonder and amazement at that which had happened unto him. 

11 And as the lame man which was healed held Peter and John, all the people ran together unto them in the porch that is called Solomon's, greatly wondering. 

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When that young black man uttered "Change... I need change..." he spoke the truth: just not the kind of "change" he meant.

He needed "Real Change" and that "Change" is *JESUS* whether he would accept Him or not. That's what I gave him.

We ALL need "REAL CHANGE" in our lives.

We ALL need *JESUS CHRIST*!

Lord Knows, I know so many people throughout my life like this guy that panhandle, live on the streets or live the "lowlife lifestyle" as a way of life to manipulate people into giving them money to fund their drug and various chemical addictions.

I've had even family members and friends say things like "Hey Jed, would you go to the store to buy me a pack of cigarettes?" while me as a Christian knowing cigarettes are not only "unhealthy to the body" but also the spiritual connotation as SINFUL to GOD makes me accountable to NOT "give in" to fulfilling that request because it's WRONG and I'd be a "guilty accomplice" in making someone worse off health-wise, but most importantly worse off spiritually in contributing to THEIR SINFUL HABITS...

That's why when people tell me do "help them do a kind of sin with or for them" I've been training myself in these real life situations with people to correctly always say... *NO*!

Don't ever "help people in their sin". If they do it; it's on them; just don't be an accomplice or you're just as guilty as them IF NOT MORE.

Yeah, I only hope and pray that young brothah really took the Message of that Christian gospel tract to heart and REPENTED if he was already unsaved.

Hopefully if he was a believer the gospel tract "reminded him" of God's Presence in his life to turn back to Him.

Either way, I'm still hoping and praying the best for the young man in life whether I see him again in town or not.

May we all keep him and the many people in the world like him in OUR PRAYERS TO GOD because GOD LOVES THEM and THEY ARE OUR FAMILY AND FRIENDS OUT THERE TOO.

Even OUR ENEMIES as Christians we LOVE. Amen...

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

A Lesson In Homelessness: An Elder Brother In Need

Today was and still is a good sunny day Saturday, October 22, 2016...

So later on this afternoon towards early evening I went by the local library to really "meet up" with an elder brother in Christ, an elder homeless black man whom I have met around town previously; ran into last Monday and seen at church prior to that at "Calvary Christian Center Church".


Today, I had prepared him a small but "decent" meal to take with him if he would accept it.

Last time I've been talking with him he's like, "Man, I've haven't eaten for days... Been dumpster-diving to make it..."

I said, "You been downtown yet like I told you earlier and get any help?"

He's like "Nah, no... Don't got no bus fare..."

I'm like, "I didn't have much money either. I just walked all the way down there on Lyons."

He's like "Nah, I don't walk..."

I'm thinking to myself you must not be very serious about making it then.

To my folly I offered him two unripe (yet eatable) green-skinned oranges to eat last time we spoke and he's like "Nah, I don't want that..."

I admit it was a quick snack I had brought with me and not ideally want I would have given him to eat.

But I figured it was "something better than nothing".

Fast-forward to today I met him out standing outside the library door entrance looking at himself in the reflection of the front entrance door window panels; talking to himself.

Then when he noticed I walked up from behind him he's all asking me "You see something on me?"

I'm like "No... There's nothing on you."

The elder man must have been having a "schizophrenic episode cuz nothing was on him.

I kept trying to talk to him and get his attention as he was hunched over scratching his back as though trying to "scratch something" off his back and pant's legs or something...

Really bizarre out front but I understood something must have been going on in his head; so I was not too alarmed.

I then thought and remembered to mention "I have a vial of anointing oil. Want me to anoint your head and pray over you?"

Eventually he realizes I'm talking to him and responds, "No, no, I'm ai'aith...".

When he was really scratching at himself I stretched my hands out and prayed over him for God to help him out. Did not know want to do for himself.

He then goes to ask, "You have any bus fare?" I'm like "No, I don't have enough to be doing that now" and left it there.

I offered him two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and two apples in a white Dollar Tree plastic bag to take with him to have on hand later to eat... but he DECLINED!

He's like, "No, no..." I'm thinking to myself and at first I tried to urge him two more times, "You sure? You can have this to eat LATER on hand. Not now. But for later." He's still like "No."

After that I'm thinking, well, he must not be serious if he's really "hungry" now to eat. Beggars can't be choosers! Amen!

I'm not even in the boat myself still in a kind of "semi-homelessness" to just "hand out money" to other homeless folks just WASTING money on a lot of petty foolishness...

At first I thought he was in dire need, but somehow he's making it. Still watching out for him as the Lord leads but the thing is... He just wanted me to "give him some money" and "go on". A "hand-out" with no "follow-up help".

I'm not in a position to do that for folks, and even if I was, I've learned the mistake of doing that to "enable" people to "live off other people's generosity".

A while back ago I TOLD HIM to go DOWNTOWN where I heard from another experienced homeless black man (I think by choice) who told me of a local downtown Houston charity that be giving out McDonald's hamburgers afternoon in town. But he NEVER followed up on my advice.

Already telling him he's not gonna get much help from people or resources in this area because it's poor and people are afraid, apprehensive, indifferent and don't have time to help out the homeless roaming around the area.

I've been here long enough to know what's available and who and what might help someone: not much help here. Downtown is where all the resources at mainly.

So back again he's like saying, "I haven't eaten in (so-and-so) days.... Looking at Samburger over there. I want to get a burger."

From the get-go I'm already thinking he's wanting me to "fork over money" to buy him a burger at Samburger but the burgers there are EXPENSIVE at around $10.00-up. I wasn't about to do that. I've never regularly spent that much money on a "burger" out some place to eat besides a "rare treat".

I replied, "Samburger is expensive. I already told you where you can get some burgers for free downtown. You need to SAVE your money. Even when I was homeless on the streets I didn't and wouldn't waste any money at a restaurant for a burger."

I wasn't being "unkind" when I said this. I've met the man enough times to figure out he's always "shaping his statements" in a way to get me to "offer him up" some "money" to do whatever he wants with it. I could be giving him beer, drug, cigarette money or anything else, Lord Knows and yet and still I'm even homeless myself and don't have nobody "watching my back" who'd be willing to return the favour.

I don't expect "help" and don't even want help at the "inconvenience" of the person offering me help but I like to think I have close friends and people who would be "willing" to help me at my wit's end if really needed someone's help. Would be "willing" to really help if they can. That's who I give the benefit of a doubt and some credit.

So, having nothing more to say because I didn't want to "push my agenda" on him since he didn't accept my help I just said, "Okay, well, I hope to see you this Sunday at church if you come" to which he replied more-or-less "Yeah, okay, alright..." and walked on.

I'm keeping elder brother "J" as I'll call him in prayer. Don't know his life, only God knows.

What I do know is GOD has a PLAN and WILL for our lives and it's up to US to ASK HIM and OBEY HIS PLAN AND WILL over our lives and not "ignore His Calling" over our lives.

It's an EXCUSE to say you "have nothing to do". GOD created you for HIS WILL. If you ask God what His Will is for your life you ALWAYS have something to do. Guaranteed. We are to "pray without ceasing" for instance.That leaves no room for "nothing to do". Amen.

Don't trust no one who claims to know God and still live "aimlessly" as though they have "nothing to do". That's a big, fat LIE of the Devil! Amen!

A person might be "ignorant" of God's Overall Plan and Will for his/her life like we all are but GOD has something for EVERYONE TO DO. I know I do. I'm doing some of it in this blog post, God-willing, hoping to do more for even the world to see; but I KNOW I must always be fruitful doing SOMETHING. NO EXCUSE.

You know what you need to do. Quit "hiding", "procrastinating" and "avoiding" God's Purpose for YOUR LIFE. I didn't quite know God was calling me to be a preacher and minister in my youth; now I do. Also a "creator" of various things (to be seen... God-willing).

So yeah, back to drawing board... Amen!

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

Street-Preaching In Denver Harbor With Christian Signs!

Yesterday, Tuesday, August 23, 2016 I was led of the Lord to do something I actually haven't done before here in this area officially...

That is, I actually had me two hand-carrying small white cardboard Christian signs to go out and witness with to the people.

One sign read on the front and back, "JESUS CHRIST LOVES YOU!" and the other sign read on front and back, "LORD JESUS CHRIST LOVES ALL PEOPLE IN THE WORLD!" as I had wrote a while back.

I had on my black backpack, my medium-sized shoulder-carry white bag and my green laptop computer bag towed by me as I carried the two Christian cardboard signs on my way walking up Hoffman Street.

When I got to Lyons Washateria at the cross-intersection of Lyons Avenue I took a brief break as has been a routine deal for me and after that went back over to a gray and red Fiesta shopping cart to put my belongings in to push along as I held up both of the Christian cardboard signs to the people standing on the curbsides of the sidewalks on Lyons Avenue.

Now looking back in retrospect I looked like a full-fledged, "fleshed-out" homeless person with bags in a shopping cart and holding up "cardboard signs" as though people may have perceived I was "using Christianity" to "beg and panhandle" people on the streets for money; when in actuality on my part I was doing NOTHING of the sort!

I mean, I understand their perceptions because it's common knowledge and stereotype that oftentimes people pushing shopping carts on the streets and at the same time holding up signs are usually "homeless people" out begging people for money; but that was never my intention or purpose on the first place, so I can understand any possible confusion or misunderstanding on their part.

Such was the case when walking further down on Lyons Avenue close up by the Library, I came by Lorenzo's Tire Shop and an older black man saw me pushing my shopping cart of belongings and holding up my Christian cardboard signs to people driving by in their vehicles. He went up to the wired fence and offered me some money, but I politely declined telling him, "No, I don't want any money." and proceeded to ask him shortly if he need the Gospel of Jesus Christ (KJV 1 Corinthians 15:1-4) and if he went to a Christian church and so forth. But I only got a few seconds to talk to him as he had walked off a little while back to his business and work; though I think he got the message. Amen.

So yeah, made it to the park and parked the Fiesta shopping cart by the corner concrete trail of the concrete patio of the green gazebo where many of the local homeless/street people hang out at throughout the day, so they could use the shopping cart if they needed it.

After that, with personal belongings on my back I went into the library to handle my business for that day.

Flash-forward to today, Wednesday, August 24, 2016 I was led of the Lord to place up the two Christian cardboard signs standing up on the two barbecue grill stands here at Cliff Tuttle Park that they may be a witness to people who have come to the park to think of God and His Son, Lord Jesus Christ that some people might be brought to repentance and SALVATION. Amen.

By that reason, I've discarded the Christian cardboard signs as an effective witness without throwing them away into the garbage and/or recycling cans/dumpsters. This is what the Lord imparted me to do as I put down one work in His Name to look forward to His Next, God-willing... Amen!

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

The Departure Of An Elder Friend...

Today, Friday, August 19, 2016 I was led of the Lord to walk to the library and get some business done I needed to get done...

Today the Lord gave me this day off from "street preaching" as I only preach when I'm LED OF THE LORD BY THE SPIRIT to do so. There's a rhythm and timing to ministering the Word of the Lord (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) to the people. It needs to be done in appropriate spacing. Amen.

Thus, I'm walking down Hoffman Street as usual, make my routine stop at the Lyons Washateria to chill out a bit then I saw this elder Asian lady looking at me from inside the Washateria through the window.

I kindly looked back at her and exchanged eye contact.

After resting a bit, saw another red and gray Fiesta shopping cart off to the side of a parking space and decided to put all my bags in it to push it along so I can save myself some effort and energy from hauling my bags all on my body, giving it a break. Working smart here.

So, as I'm walking down Lyons Avenue, I came across an old friend I've made here in Denver Harbor that I've met since I've first relocated here to Houston, Texas.

He was an older man than me though "young" Hispanic man with a full bushy beard and we stopped and talked a bit after he pointed at me and waved his hand for me to come up to meet him as I was walking into his direction.

So we talked. Turns out he told me how life's been hard from him and to add on to the toil, he said he's got some "bad images" in his head from after an elder friend of ours; the elder Hispanic man he asked me, "Hey, you know that old Hispanic guy, hunched over, who pushes his shopping cart? Yeah, he was really sick or something this Monday, I saw him out last night before he died. But I found him back at the park down on the ground and fire ants we're all over him... Man, can't get those images out my mind..." And he shook his head in surreal grief of how awful the encounter was.

I was truly and still am truly grieved by this elder Hispanic man's passing. Hits close to home! Can't believe how sudden life can end in an instant! Truly sad! Amen! ;(

So I asked my friend right then-and-there if the elder Hispanic man friend of ours had any family, friends or people who would put together his funeral. I asked him, "Hey, you know if the City people's come and got his body?" He's like, "Man, I don't know where they'll take him [the body] he's been living out here on the streets with no I.D." I didn't press further as I wasn't led to but it appears to be clear our elder Hispanic man friend was just living on the streets on his lonesome and I or my friend couldn't tell if he had any "people" around like family and friends that would take over for the deceased elder Hispanic man.

Wow... Smh... This happened this Monday night when I wasn't around town too... Smh...

Not saying I could or could not have prevented this man's death or had anything to do with him (God knoweth) but really feeling bad for how this man died.

Don't know all the details leading up to his death; but when I talked and met him and witness Christ, Lord knows I hope he died in Christ and not in his sins.

If that's the case I can handle grieving better.

I don't like thinking someone I met who dies later dies in their sins and NOT in CHRIST.

I'll be sad, grieving and all but I can handle it much better knowing a brother and sister has died to GO TO THE BEST PLACE: HEAVEN with the LORD! Now THAT is reassuring. Amen.

But I can't handle thinking people I've met die in their sins in life. That's not a good feeling at all. Amen.

Anyways, me and my friend were crossing paths and so after that exchange told him "I'll be praying over that [for the death of our elder Hispanic man friend] and for you." He's like "Alright then, thanks man" and we went our separate ways.

So, still pushing with the shopping, I made my way to cross over Lyons Avenue to the library park side and went by the green gazebo area on the concrete sidewalk trail.

There I met the short young black woman I met yesterday and her "friends and acquaintances"; other homeless/street people types. Perhaps "drifters".

Anyways, she and I made eye contact, gave upward "nods" of the head and in good terms I decided to leave the Fiesta shopping cart I was using to push along my belongings over by them in case they really could use it.

I didn't want the shopping cart back or anything but gave it over completely to them to use as fit.

I had made it to my destination: the LIBRARY.

Also, there was this young Hispanic woman sitting at the brown luncheon table outside of the library by the large tree in the park. She gave me "glances", perhaps "furtive" glances as though hoping I would approach her.

lol If I was going to approach her in that instance, I was going over to her to "hit on her" and chat her up but rather converse and eventually witness CHRIST to her in conversation as I'm always minded to do when talking to new people I meet; before leading to anything else that point forward.

Turns out a young Hispanic man riding by on his skateboard on the concrete sidewalk perpendicular to the young Hispanic woman sitting at the wooden table approached and walked over to talk to her.

Hmmm... probably a young "boyfriend-girlfriend" couple thing going on, lol and she was probably entertaing a "third party" AKA ME! lol.

Anyways, since I'm not like that, I kept cool, avoided eye contact from the couple and heard them talk, then looked over slightly in the peripheral vision of my eye contact and nodded my head friendly to be on good terms "cool with both of them" and I think we all received each other well in good understanding as I walked on...

Made it here to the library. Amen.

~ Bro. Jed

Homelessness Shopping Cart Travel

So today, Thursday, August 18, 2016, anticipating my coming "homelessness" once again I packed up some of my bags and walked down Hoffman Street and stopped at the Lyons Washateria for a quick break before walking down Lyons Avenue.

On the sidewalk by the Cash America Pawn saw a Fiesta shopping cart and decided to put my bags and belongings in it.

So I pushed this red and gray Fiesta shopping cart on my way down Lyons Avenue to the local library I routinely visit.

I had to "get accustomed" to people in public looking at me in "sneers" or "overlooking my existence" as a homeless person so they can "bypass the reality" of how hard life can be to make it out here.

I don't respect people who look down on the homeless, poor and unfortunate people, but I do care and "watch out" for their own good when they least expect or if they're even thinking of it.

Notwithstanding, I didn't even have to be necessarily homeless to be "looked down upon" by people ignoring my existence passing by in their cars indifferent towards my plight.

I don't want "pity" here and that's not what I'm talking about here.

I'm talking about the coldness of heart and INDIFFERENCE of heart displayed by the people who only talk down about homeless people and never actually try to help them. Like they get some kind of "high superiority feeling" or "kick" when they see someone down in life so they can feel better about themselves like they are "better" than other people.

At this point in life, when I was first homeless I was frightened and ashamed not knowing what to do and where to go to get back on with my life. That feeling is there in the natural at times even now for me, but I've gotten better at learning how to survive and God-willing will become even better.

As I'm even typing this, I don't know and can't guarantee when I'll be posting on this website, Google+, Twitter and Facebook and other online social media account projects I hope to develop upon throughout time in the Ministry.

Lord knows I'm also hoping to put together a Christian Homelessness Survivalist Guide Book to share my own advice, tips and counsel to people of what I've learned from real world life experience of surviving on the streets as a homeless person. I think it'll be made into an pdf. eBook file before I ever think of doing hard cover real book formats somewhere down the line if it's worth the investment... I make good stuff though. I like doing a QUALITY JOB in everything I do. Amen.

I personally don't really "believe" in buying "electronic books" online on the internet. I would rather download a free pdf. eBook release of some work but I wouldn't purchase an eBook with money.

I'd rather buy a hard cover book of print in person that some "electronic file".

In fact, I don't even really buy any books anymore except King James Version Holy Bibles (KJV) the ONLY Book in my opinion worth spending any money on to buy. I'd buy a Bible before any other worldly secular book or even Christian book by a Christian author. That's just my opinion.

If there's a good deal around on anything, I'm willing to consider changing my mind for purchasing but in general I only buy King James Bibles FIRST then anything else from there. Amen.

Okay, okay, back to the story....

So I met this short young black women around 1:20p.m.-something sitting on top of one of the green iron benches underneath the concrete patio of the green gazebo as I pushed on by in my shopping cart.

At first I thought she hollered to me "I'll take your bags!" but now I'm thinking she may have said "I'll take you basket!" meaning "shopping cart".

I didn't understand what she was saying at first and said "Can't understand you. Whazzup?" as I approached near her to understand what she was saying.

lol From a distance she looked like a short young black boy or man since she had a shaved head and wearing a cap. Couldn't quite tell she was a woman until closer visual examination of her chest as I saw her person.

Don't get me wrong at all lol. I wasn't "starring at her breasts". I wasn't lusting. I was and still am in "no mood" for nonsense... as usual.

So yeah, I could tell she was a woman by her "voice" as I heard it clearer getting closer to her. It was wet, rainy and loud outside of the passing noises of numerous vehicles, trucks and cars so it dispersed out a lot of noise. Amen.

So, she asks "Can I have you basket?". I said "Yeah, I don't need it anymore." She said "You staying around here?" I'm like "No, I'm 'bout to go into the library to handle so business. You can keep the cart. I don't need it no more. I can get another one." and we she smiled in a good spirit saying "Thanks" and we briefly parted ways...

After that quick 'n timely exchange, the short, young, shaved-head black woman was waving with her hands for me to come back to her. I don't follow after women "waving me" to come to them; THEY COME TO ME. A man LEADS, the woman FOLLLOWS. Amen.

So I just stood there and watched until she actually CAME TO ME so I can see where she was going with this. Remember, I don't know her. She's a stranger to me as I am to her.

This is just some random woman I met at the park. She looks like she's been on the streets for quite some time and knows the "ins-and-outs" so I kept to myself. I didn't know if she had some kind of weapon like a gun or knife she could have "pulled off" on me to mess me up and jack my stuff if she had those intentions. I didn't think she did, but one can never be for absolute certain what someone intends to do. You don't know what's on people's minds; only GOD knows. Amen.

That aside, I wasn't at all "fearful"or "worried" about my personal safety but "cautious" as one has to be trying to survive while passing through the streets. You'll know it when you EXPERIENCE IT. Amen.

So, long story short she said, "Can you go with me by the "mobile" at the Fiesta so I can go get me a cigarette?" I'm like thinking to myself "WOW! Why would I do that?!" lol so what I told her was a flat out "No, I'm not going with you over there for a cigarette. I got stuff to do. You don't need that stuff. You need to be trying to make it; not worrying about some cigarette." and she lightly laughed and "chuckled" at my statement as I spoke the truth to her in LOVE cuz she knows buying cigarettes would just be a waste of money. Need that money for FOOD not "getting high" lol. Smh...

Also, we parted paths again and in my spirit I was stirred up: You know, I'm just going to tell this woman about the Lord Jesus Christ because there's no guarantee I might see her again out here ever again. So I followed instinct and got out the "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" Gospel of Jesus Christ white cardboard card I had written and illustrated weeks prior to finally hand over to someone.

I didn't even pray or need to at this point to consult the Spirit of Christ; this just happened so natural, instinctively and URGENTLY. I went and gave her the "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" Gospel of Jesus Christ white cardboard card that she took and said "Thanks". I said, "Here's something I feel led to give you since it's no guarantee I might see you out here again".

She understood; probably wasn't ever expecting anything like that, but it happened.

Thing is, I just GO FOR IT. Worst case scenario she says "No" and I just have the Gospel tract card to give to someone else later. I just pray for her that the Lord works in her heart that she may live in the flesh to repent at a later appointed time by God. Only GOD knows.

But I thank GOD the gifting was successful and she received the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Hopefully she believes and is SAVED. GLORY be to GOD! Amen!

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

Back In Town... PREACHING!

Today, Wednesday, August 17, 2016 I was led of the Lord to go street-preaching down Hoffman Street and then after a quick stop on Lyons Avenue by the Lyons Washateria I then proceeded to street-preach His Word (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) down Lyons Avenue...

There is this stillness and apostasy in the air... People are complacent and indifferent towards SIN.

It's been a week and a few days since I've been back online...

I had to go help my family with some important business down in the Louisiana. Thank God we didn't get completely trapped in by the raining storms flooding down there...

After that, some personal family drama occurred on my way back to Texas and since that time I was wandering the highways by Pearland having made my way to Stafford and Missouri City, Texas. I was a byword and proverb to many of the people who may have seen me... Lord's Will be done... Amen.

Long story short, GOD worked everything all right in the end... thus far. Just having to be more patient and enduring in the time-being...

Now, today, feeling a bit depressed, restless, anxious and angry in wanes back and forth but other than that; alright.

So, so, after having walked down highways for miles off the side of grassy curbsides of the roads; sometimes having to race across a highway bridge to get across a slough or creek without getting all wet in the water at night; it was a SURREAL EXPERIENCE.

Got to take some good photos; God-willing may post them someday.

Also, really having some good ideas for works and projects to do and things that need to get done...

Yeah, yeah, I love the exceptional...

Well, Lord knows I can't "promise" how frequent I may maintain an online presence on the internet and life goes on but this internet ministry the Lord has given me to do is just as important as the real world ministry I'm having to develop on.

Just because I may not be online as much as I would like to it's not because I don't want to but am busy in the real world real life interaction with people I can speak face-to-face about God Almighty, Lord Jesus Christ and His Gospel and Word and not miss out on important opportunities to witness Christ to the people.

By His Grace I'll always keep an online presence going on as a way to minister His Word (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) because I definitely have plans for the future; but HIS PLANS and HIS WILL over mine. Amen.

God-willing, hoping to elaborate on some key important details that went down... Amen.

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed 

Street Preaching At A Crossroads...

Alright, alright, alright now... So, today, Friday, August 5, 2016 I was led of the Lord to street-preach His Word (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) walking down Hoffman Street and then I made a quick break over to the Lyons Washateria; where I met a homeless elder Hispanic man I believe...

This man had his shopping cart of belongings in it and I asked him if the coin change around the concrete slab pillar was his and I picked the change up and put them on top of the concrete pillar.

The man really seemed "down-on-his-luck" and we did not engage in much casual conversation "talking".

In fact, because I'm usually the laidback "quiet listener" when other people are doing the talking, this time I felt led to initiate a brief conversation with the man to see if I could help him in any way.

I HATE seeing people down in life that need help; it's never a good thing. God LOVES everyone.

I asked the elder Hispanic man if he was from around the area but he just sat down, back hunched over, mind probably in a tired trance and I did not perceive if he was "fully there" when I politely, calmly and patiently spoke to him...

I won't go all into all the details of what followed up... but I had to WALK AWAY and keep my distance from him for a moment he did something VERY INAPPROPIATE to do in public (although I perceived not too many people were "eyeing" in our direction; at least I hope so... lol. Amen).

I said, "Hey sir, please don't do that. That's not right. Please sir, don't do that out in public..." as I motioned my back to block the view of some people who could have possibly seen in our direction as I stepped into the Washateria to avoid being seen with that "scene".

LORD GOD ALMIGHTY, PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR WHAT I'VE SEEN WITH MINE OWN EYES! O FATHER!

PLEASE FORGIVE ME of my SINS as I forgive those who have sinned against me. Amen!

So I went into the Washateria and after the "deed" was done came back out to speak to the man and share the Gospel of Jesus Christ (KJV 1 Corinthians 15:1-4) with him. I said to the man, "Do you know the Gospel of Jesus Christ?" to which I didn't really get a clear answer or response; just he and I "eyeing" each other awkwardly for a brief while. Then I suggested sharing him the Gospel, I said, "Well the Gospel of Jesus Christ is 1. Jesus Christ died on the Cross, 2. Jesus Christ was buried and 3. Jesus Christ rose from the dead back to life (on the third [3rd] day). If you believe in your heart the Gospel of Jesus Christ and you trust on Jesus Christ you are SAVED and FORGIVEN of your sins BORN AGAIN of the HOLY GHOST and inherit eternal life in Heaven."

To which he said "Yeah, yeah..." as he eyed out in the distance....

I told him I hoped he was alright and that I was concerned for him being out here on the streets. Said I don't "get into people's business" but whenever I can I am willing to do what I can to help people out in life.

I think he understood I meant him well as he's like "Yeah, yeah" and his eyes and face livened up when he saw some sincere compassion and empathy coming from another human-being.

In other people's eyes he's just an "old, raggedy, smelly, homeless bum" but in GOD'S EYES he's a precious soul He wants to LOVE and develop a relationship with in FAITH. Amen!

Well, though I was willing to go further in helping the elder Hispanic man out I NEVER "impose" myself or "force myself" on someone who does not want any help for the time-being so I told him I was heading off to the library. That I'm a Christian and a street preacher and left it there.

Lord knows He's led me to meet many unique and different people from all walks of life over the course of this journey and by His Grace, many more souls will be WON TO CHRIST! Amen!

Okay, so, I'm walking done Lyons Avenue street-preaching His Word (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) and I'm saying to people driving by in their vehicles are sorts of exhortations and one-liners of REPENTANCE: "God loves you!", "Trust ye on the Lord Jesus Christ!", "Jesus Christ DIED for you!" "God loves you! Trust on His Son, Lord Jesus!" "Jesus Christ is the Way... The Truth... and the Life! Trust ye on the Holy Son of God, Lord JESUS CHRIST!" "God's calling out to you!" "You know you need GOD! We need GOD! It's never too late to TRUST ON JESUS!" and so on and so forth.

It's been quite a challenge and Test of Faith from the Almighty...

Thing is, a train was blocking the passage of Lyons Avenue and a lot of people had to go on the back streets to get on East Freeway to avoid being stuck by the train and so a lot of people were coming back in my direction and the Lord granted me opportunity to preach His Word to them along with the help of a few red traffic stop lights lol.

So... on the other side of the street on Lyons I saw "Ms. R", an elder black woman and elder sister in Christ who say, has lived a life "mainly on the streets" from what I've perceived. I met here shortly after moving here in Denver Harbor and every now-and-then I have everyday "encounters" with her from time-to-time.

Like many people living on the "fringes" of society like the streets; many people have their own little "agendas", "schemes" and con artist "manipulations" at play to "prey" on unsuspecting "street-ignorant", gullible, naïve folks.

So, when I first met Ms. R, I thought she was just an ordinary homeless person out of "luck" and "down in life"; so after a brief initial chat, we talked. I gave her 20 dollars and gave her food and stuff as I had available whenever I was around and saw her.

Turns out, long story short, she's a "regular street local" who just "chooses to live on the streets" for her way of life.

I've seen her always "hustling" for a ride out of town to Humble, Katy or someplace... asking people to take her places and doing whatever it is she does from place-to-place.

Thing is, she was a MANIPULATOR using my sincere KINDNESS for WEAKNESS!

She always called by her "baby" in the sense of a kind of "motherly affection" but I always suspected it carried with it a hint of DISRESPECT or CONDESCENSCION trying to avoid the REALITY of being in the presence of a strong, young man of FAITH not "looking down on her" but rather "in respect and acknowledgment of her.

Anyways, she had a few incidents with different people, ended up in the hospital and was out with a cast on her left arm. The thing is she's always trying to "rationalize" and "PROJECT" what SHE NEEDS TO DO IN HER LIFE, ON ME! lol. Amen.

Yeah, she'll say in that "sistahly voice", "You be careful... baby"; I'm like "Yeah, you as well. (lol to myself... Smh)".

One time she said that to me again and I said, "No, NO Ms. R! YOU are the one that needs be careful. I'm not the one "ending up in the hospital around here" on the streets. YOU need to be careful. NOT me." and she "caught herself" as her facial expression was "caught by surprise"; she knew it meant right.

And also I said things over the course of time like, "You need to stop on with smoking those cigarettes and drinking that stuff (i.e. "beer")" JUST WHEN SHE JUST GOT OUT OF THE HOSPITAL now living hard on the streets again... A continual endless cycle...

After a while, I stopped "giving her money" when I knew she was just using me and kindness for granted. I was trying to help her out any way I can, but after a while I soon realized she was "used to" living on the streets like she's always been doing and not trying to "move into a place of her own with her own life"; maybe that's how she'll always do. So I distanced myself from her. I prayed unto the LORD for His Wisdom in her life and doing all I could to witness Christ in my life to her life; did all I could and now it's in the Lord's Hands. Amen.


Anyways, saw her again today this time sitting at the park bench as I was street preaching here on Lyons Avenue and she said "Hey baby!" as she usually does and I said "Hey, I'll see you in a little while!" as I continue doing the Lord's Work.

Thus after a while, I heard the voice of someone calling out to me and I kept my place still hearing the man calling out until I was sure I perceived him "calling out to me" and not someone else (I don't like being "distracted" by people trying to keep me off course from doing what the Lord has me do) and I turned my back over to look behind me and see him as I walked over to him standing at Vargas Food Mart.

It was the same Hispanic man I had met two days ago now...

We talked and parted ways...

After this, I see Ms. R walking down on the sidewalk. She turns to look behind to see if I was going to walk to her. I was on my way but the cars were driving by constantly in both directions of the street. I did not have the right time to cross over yet.

So when I finally cross over and am on my way to walking over to her... She's just "walked on" with her business like I never existed. Like a random stranger to her.

Oh yeah, she didn't have that same kind of "bubbly enthusiasm" towards me (if it was even genuine to begin with. I believe it's partial and superficial...), but when she saw me out street preaching the Word of God (King James Version Holy Bible [KJV]) and not allowing myself to get sucked into a time-consuming conversation at the expense of me leaving doing the Work of God just to "talk to her"; she knows I mean BUSINESS about the LORD and I'm not no "naïve", gullible person she can maneuver, manipulate  and USE to get money or something from for HER SELF-BENEFIT. She never really asked "How I'm doing" to the same extent I was sincerely concerned for her welfare. It was not the same. I can tell the difference. I know when people actually care about my own personal well-being as I do them.

But in the end, I gotta cut Ms. R some slack, she DID give me a nice bottle of cologne to wear a few months back... She "gave back" in her own ways to some extent. I still have it and use it for when I'm going to church. It's good stuff. A good scent.

I don't expect or want people to be "obligated" to "help me back" because I helped them out in life. I only hope that people I help would be WILLING TO HELP ME OUT IN COMPASSION the same way I "had their backs" when they needed it.

It's the FEELING of KNOWING someone WOULD HELP ME BACK because they actually WANT TO, not to "pay me back" for helping them out in "obligation". I don't care for that. I love to help people and I like to think people I help would do the same for me.

I just like the idea, someone else would "have my back" when I'm in need as I do for those I do my best to help out.

Anyways, women like her, I know I CAN'T TRUST but deep down she seems like she "means well" but just can't be trusted with the true "big stuff" to actually HELP OUT SOMEONE ELSE than JUST YOURSELF. Not really "going anywhere" with anything but just schmoozing along life USING PEOPLE IN THE PROCESS.

I don't trust people like her with my life, but for some small things I think she "could do" but that would only be if she is WANTING TO HELP ME OUT. Not really...

She was OUT ONLY FOR HERSELF first trying to "get something from me" with any sly, slick new tactic she would say...

Anyways, she realized I was not going to "enable" her to live her usual life on the streets as her "lil' boy toy" provider boy. Just "giving her money" ... to spend of beer and/or cigarettes... Not like she's using mainly to "pay bills" or some nature (to my knowledge lol). Using handouts for want SHE WANTS.

Smh... I have FAMILY and FRIENDS I've been knowing I need to pay back and help back that have helped me in the past than to just "give out money" to someone who's been living on the streets there WHOLE LIVE without any intention of actually wanting to move on in life into a house or apartment.

People like this just LIVE OFF THE KINDESS OF PEOPLE without really trying to HELP THEMSELVES OUT and I can't and must NOT "enable" that kind of wicked, errant lifestyle mindset of "getting over" people to continue. It's NOT "healthy" for the people or society.

NOT the way to go.

Please don't get me wrong; I CARE for HOMELESS PEOPLE since I actually was HOMELESS as well and I understand the hardships...


But what I'm talking about here are the ABUSERS OF THE SYSTEM: schemers, manipulators and CON ARTISTS "living off people" as a way of life and not "paying their way" to move on and live on their own; simply just users USING PEOPLE to take care of them their whole way in life; without reciprocating the same concern to those that help them.

I'm NOT talking about the unfortunate homeless people who lost their jobs, evicted out of their homes, apartments or housing and are actually trying to get their lives back on track of a normal life in society who don't "manipulate" and "use" people to make it through life.

It's okay if people CHOOSE TO BE HOMELESS as a way of life, just please don't "play me as a fool" to use me to get money and/or resources from me leaving me to "hang and dry" and then turn a "blind eye" and don't give a rat's b-hind when I'm in need being cold, naked and hungry starving out here in the wilderness and you go home to a warm, cozy home at night! Amen!

I wouldn't "cheat you" like that! Amen!

I've helped out people homeless, that if it was role-reversed in my heart-of-hearts I KNOW they would not have did me as GOOD as I DID THEM! More often that NOT I'm sure many of these people would BETRAY ME and turn a "blind eye" if it was me again in the homeless situation. Right out IGNORING my existence as "just another" typical, poor black, uneducated ghetto homeless guy living on the streets with no future in their VAIN MINDS... Amen!

Do unto others as you would have them DO UNTO YOU! It's the Way we should ALWAYS live our lives. Amen!

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

"Squinting Eyes, Hot Sunny Day

Today, Wednesday, July 20, 2016...

It's been quite a good sunny day today... Earlier when I was asleep this morning it had a gloomy, ominous look in the clouds like it's gonna rain again but after a few brief showers this early morning, it has remained mostly sunny since...

So I was PRESSED in the SPIRIT to street-preach his Word today and before I went out to hold His Word to the people as I'm wont to do, I usually "pray on" the "Armour of God" before street- preaching and I walked on the way on Hoffman Street preaching to people driving by in their cars and vehicles...

As time drew on and I think it was getting around to 12:00 noon, I went up to Lyons Washateria to take a brief break before continuing on street-preaching down Lyons Avenue on my way to Cliff Tuttle Park and the library.

My eyes were shedding tears for the sweat on my brow from my forehead running down my face and all the sweat dripping down my face was mixing with the sunscreen I had rubbed thoroughly all over my face and neck are. I used my small blue face towel to wipe off my sweaty eyes and it was helping a little but not too much 'cause I kept squinting my eyes from the "STING" of the sunscreen-sweat" mixture in my eyes...

Anyways, this young white couple (both are smokers) who I perceive to be older peers than me came up to the shaded roofed patio I was resting by and they sat to the left side corner of the Washateria front door.

The young white man had on what would usually be classified as "thuggish-looking" black clothes, tattooed up, and looked like a "thug" on the outer appearance.

The young white woman was dressed in similar attire; but besides all that, looking past all that stuff since I know not to "judge on the outer appearance" and from my life experiences on the streets and meeting people from all walks of life, did not care at all for the way they looked; it's no surprise given I'm living in what people call a "ghetto environment".

The young white woman asked me if I was homeless around here in Houston. Not sure what exactly I said if any reply to her question but then she said, "When you're homeless, you find your way around Houston" and that's for sure I think in mind because I've been homeless before and my current living arrangements are not so "fixed" as I would like it... Kinda "semi-homeless" myself... lol But NO laughing matter... Some things I have to work on... Amen.

So, for these two, I suppose I perceived them to be "boyfriend and girlfriend" if not married so... good thing I had a "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" Gospel of Jesus Christ gospel tract in hand for by His Grace and all the time I was busy squinting my eyes from the sweat and sunscreen getting into my eyes and the humid, hot heat of Texas, I gave them the gospel tract and a list of Homelessness Resources in Houston, Texas area for them to have; as I got ready to move on and street-preach on Lyons Avenue.

 Told the about the local library on Lyons Avenue saying. "Y'all know about the library here on Lyons?" to the woman and she's like "Oh, where is it?" and I'm like, "You just go on down (pointing down to the left) Lyons Avenue to you get by Cliff Tuttle Park and the library's around there" and I think they got it.

I only mentioned the library in case they wanted to know a place they could get some cool air from some A/C and not have to be in the hot sun all day if they needed.

I would have helped the young couple out more, but at the time, since they were busy talking and smoking, I did not want to interfere further with their business and conversation than wanted. Figured, hopefully, by God's Grace, God will work in their hearts and keep them on His Path in life. I normally would have followed on to offer and/or ask them if they needed help with something, since I didn't know if they were locals in the area, people from Texas or some other situation.

Shoot, the white woman even asked me, when we first met, "If I was from around here..." but I was too busy squinting my eyes from the sweat and being too irritated with my sweaty face to really respond back to her in peace. But I would of said, "No, I'm not really from around here, since I'm originally from Seattle but I have family down here."

Thus, as I was street-preaching on Lyons I still did not get all that sweat and sunscreen out of my eyes. Still squinting my eyes and halfway raising up the Bible in my hands, looking "crazy" I thought; well, by HIS GRACE and HIS STRENGTH He gave me the strength and will to keep on street-preaching until I made it by a iron bench to wipe my eyes with my blue face towel and then eventually make it into the library to wash my face and clean up completely... Amen!

~ Sincerely,

Bro. Jed

Yesterday The Elder Hispanic Man...Today: The "Gentle-Like" Thuggish-Looking Brothah

Yesterday, last evening on Friday, April 30, 2016, I witnessed Christ to an elder Hispanic man and gave him a "Jesus Christ LOVES You!" Gospel of Jesus Christ gospel tract as he was sitting down on a wooden bench of Cliff Tuttle Park outside the library...
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Today, Saturday, April 30, 2016, as I was street-preaching in the Spirit with the Word of God held in my hands up Hillsboro Street and up Kress Street I came across an older black man on the side of the local Western Union building who saw me witnessing the Word and we made eye contact together.

Moving from that as he looked steadily at me, I felt urged by the Spirit and walked over to speak with him: first about Jesus and to see how he was doing.

I asked him, "Do you know God? Do you know the Son of God, Lord Jesus Christ? You know He's coming back someday soon and how we need to be ready before He returns?"

He nodded "Yes" and as I approached him he walked over to me and we talked.

He sai, "I don't have nobody man. My family's disowned me and I'm homeless around here. I don't have nowhere to go and I'm trying to make a phone call." I smelt alcohol around his face on his breath but I paid it no mind.

At the first, I heard the man out because like anyone who's been "ostracized" or "abandoned" by family, friends, people and society; people want to be HEARD and CARED for. I didn't ask him "how he was disowned by his family or any of that stuff" that's between him and GOD, Who knows the full, accurate truth; and it wasn't my business to ask. (Note: I would've heard him out if he offered to tell more.)

Nonetheless, before getting into details, I said "I've been in similar situations" and let him speak his mind.

The brothah on the "outer appearance" looked like a gangsta thug" in clothing, a few green tattoos on his face and just looked overall stereotypical "thuggish" to the average person's judgment.

The man seemed genuinely at need for help, but as "men" I didn't get into "all his business" at to what he's hoping to do. I don't at all like or want to be a "gossip" or get into other people's business about their personal lives just to offer help, advice and suggestions so long as it's accepted by whomever I'm willing to help out.

Anyways, I asked him "Well, I don't want to get into any of your business and all that, but are you from around here in Houston, Texas?" He said "Yeah, I'm from the Northside."

We walked over to the side of the Western Union building and I said "Well, let's get out of this area and I'm gonna write down my contact for you to have, so it's not like we met for nothing." And I took out a piece of paper and a black-ink pen to write down my contact information (gave him my cell phone number and E-mail in case he wanted to keep in touch.)

I asked him if he wanted to go to church on Sunday, but I didn't really get a real "Yes or No" answer back from him, but he asked if I went to the church we saw right across from Kress Street, saying "You from that church?", pointing at Faithful Memorial Baptist Church, I said "No, I don't fellowship or go to that church, but I go to the one behind it [Calvary Christian Center Church]. It's my family church.", and that's where that conversation ended.

He said, "Man, it's hot out here with the Sun, lets get out of this heat" and I suggested "Well, man, I don't know if you know but when I'm out I go to the library to have a cool place to be and handle my business. I can use the restroom and stay out of the sun for the day"; and though he reasoned and realized 'yeah, he could do that' he told me, "Man, I don't like that spirit there" and at first I understood what he was saying.

The library I go is pretty much a lot of (black( women library staff and mischievous Hispanic kids. The black women staff are "alright" but underneath the surface perhaps some of these women have that typical feminist "I-don't-need a-man" "strong, independent black woman" prevalent "sistah-attitude" that's not as inviting; and I personally don't have anything to do with them besides come here into the library to use the free Wi-Fi connection service for Christian online ministry as I've been doing.

The library staff (black) women, some of which seem to be fellow sisters in Christ are kind" for the most part it's just all that "micro-aggression" social niceties stuff  that's like "walking-on-eggshells" that's underneath the social surface of the entire social atmosphere of the library. Yeah, I'm really just here to use the Wi-Fi though, and perhaps occasional book "researching" the Lord might put it on my heart to do in near future works... Amen.

Although, I'm kind to them (as everyone) but only say anything if the Lord's put it on my heart to say "a word" to them that might minister the Grace of the Spirit upon them. (Always has to be "edifying" to the Spirit to draw people closer to God and the things of God and not "worldliness-thinking". Amen.)

Nevertheless, we walked on to the front entrance area of the Western Union building and saw a young Hispanic man and woman couple walking towards us and the brothah's gonna go and already "hustle" panhandling for some money saying, "I'm homeless, I'm not out for nothing, but I need some help" and as he said this the young Hispanic couple were already to busy talking to each other to pay him no mind.

I told him on this "Hey man, I've seen that and that's no going to really work out much" (knowing what I've experienced from watching other homeless people "panhandle" people on the streets; although I've never panhandled anyone for money in my past; I've always been resourceful enough in the Lord to adapt and not have to go into such "panhandling" methods.). The man said "Yeah, I know..." and I told him about why no one is out here offering any money to homeless people on the streets because everyone's suffering out here trying to survive and make ends meet. He says, "Yeah, I know that" and he said, "I'm supposed to be waiting out here til 1 o'clock so I can make my call. My uncle's supposed to pull up here with his truck and help me out". I went on to say, "Well, you and your uncle good, he looks like he'll help you out with stuff?" He replied "Yeah..." and not much else in response, so it was left there.

Anyways I told him, "Well, I'm headed on to the library now, but I'll be around in the area and God-willing, I'll help you out anyway I can if I see you again man" and he said "That's alright, cool man. Peace..." and we parted ways and I street-preached the Word on Kress the remainder of the way to the library this morning. Amen.