In the history of my folks, it has
always been relationship before money.
The man and woman had to have a
relationship with God. They had to have
a relationship with their community and fellow worshipers of God and then they
had to develop a relationship with each other’s families before marriage. Money was a necessary part of the equation
but it was not the deciding factor or a deal breaker as no one had much money. Blacks were habitually paid far less than
whites for the same job for far more work at longer hours and under harsh
working conditions.
The black men and women – mothers and fathers - in our households understood the daily risks and dangers that each other faced in the work force and they genuinely appreciated the effort that each other made to just put food on the table and keep warm in the winter months. Almost everyone worked for slave wages and what they didn’t raise in a garden or keep in a chicken coop or hog pen; they had to credit at unfair prices.
The black woman in particular knew the frustrations of her black man trying to be a man to his family and meet his own high expectations of manhood in a world that called him a boy and paid him less that a man’s wages. She knew that her encouraging voice, homemaking skills and entrepreneurship was the reason that he could take the abuses and the shame thrust upon him daily by those who hated his skin. She verbally and visibly encouraged him – often calling him Mister. And she respected him and required her children to respect him regardless of how little they had or how well they were getting along. And when he was spoken down to and put down by white men and women, it was the Black woman who would often lift his spirits with a clean and well kept home, creative meals and passionate affection.
The black men and women – mothers and fathers - in our households understood the daily risks and dangers that each other faced in the work force and they genuinely appreciated the effort that each other made to just put food on the table and keep warm in the winter months. Almost everyone worked for slave wages and what they didn’t raise in a garden or keep in a chicken coop or hog pen; they had to credit at unfair prices.
The black woman in particular knew the frustrations of her black man trying to be a man to his family and meet his own high expectations of manhood in a world that called him a boy and paid him less that a man’s wages. She knew that her encouraging voice, homemaking skills and entrepreneurship was the reason that he could take the abuses and the shame thrust upon him daily by those who hated his skin. She verbally and visibly encouraged him – often calling him Mister. And she respected him and required her children to respect him regardless of how little they had or how well they were getting along. And when he was spoken down to and put down by white men and women, it was the Black woman who would often lift his spirits with a clean and well kept home, creative meals and passionate affection.
The relationship was a coalition of a
man and woman – a mother and a father – whose aim and goal it was to survive
this world’s hatred of them, teach godly character and principles to their
children and to raise a generation that might be more successful than they
were.
They had no idea of raising a generation that would imitate the perversions and superficial materialistic values of their oppressors.
They had no idea of raising a generation that would imitate the perversions and superficial materialistic values of their oppressors.
This generation of black men and women today
have it all wrong and have insulted the sacrifices made by our foreparents for
our survival.
They have become the enemies of their
own people and the destroyer of their own children. Thus, they are the murderers of themselves.
Because they have abandoned their heritage
and turned their backs on the character and moral strength of their ancestor,
they are now under the rule of capitalism and materialism – glamour, glitter
and gold; sex, pleasure and position are now the measuring stick by which they
judge themselves and measure each other.
There aren’t any real love connections
anymore that are based upon a real relationship. As in prostitution, it is commonly said and
repeated that it is all about the money.
No money. No honey. Marriage today for many is a self-deceptive clandestine
business of finance, sexual gratification, personal preferences, future
security and manipulation of wills and morals.
Two people choose to be partners in life as long as their physical and
sexual needs and expectations are met and satisfied. After that, it is divorce. There doesn’t
appear to be any consideration for each others spiritual and psychological needs
or the need to really matter to the object of your LOVE.
It is money before relationship in this
generation.
We are doomed if we don’t repent and
return to the morals and character values of our ancestors that enabled them to survive the most wicked of treatments and the most vile of abuses.
I call for a return to Black family
values and moral.
I call for a cessation of prideful
single parenting.
I call for a cessation of prideful
fornication and homosexuality in our homes and communities.
I call for a cessation of gang violence
and murder.
I call for a cessation of being
disrespectful of our elders and of our females and of each other.
I call for a cessation of sagging pants
and clothes that exemplify harlotry, whoredom and disrespect toward God and
man.
I call for a cessation of willful
ignorance, blind distastefulness and moral disregard.
If we don’t Repent, we would have
surrendered to the will and plan of our oppressors and succumb to the brainwashing
of our enemies and the backstabbing rhetoric of the Judas’s in our midst.
If we don’t Repent, We will never reclaim
our rightful heritage as KINGS and Queens.
We will only be tokens and remnants and continue the bow to the false gods
of our oppressors – money, prestige, glamour, glitter, gold and position.
Again I say, REPENT!!!
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TO GOD BE THE GLORY!!!