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Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Good day Mars,

     I thank God that we New Yorkers have survived the wrath that Sandy tried to smack us down with. However, there are some who weren't so blessed. So we continue to pray for those two little boys who were struck down by a falling tree and others who have also lost the lives of their dear loved ones...
     Below is a sentiment from one of our precious mothers who always supports Mars. Her name is Lillian, she's younger than me but she's my step mom :) but more importantly, a friend, down to earth sistah and very special mother.

From Lillian...

     I would like to say what the loss of my son has done to me. This Friday it will b 10 years since my oldest son was shot to death. This is the place that I would like to express my grief. Some days it feels like only yesterday my son was taken from me. We mothers have to take the time to always tell our children how much we love them and how much they mean to us. We must let them know that every life is important. We must also understand that taken a life affects the family=the friends=and the community. I lost my son for the man he had become and the man he could have been. No one has the right to take a life. Remember we single mother raising sons do all that we can to raise our sons with peace=grace=respect and most of all LOVE!
     Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to express my grief!

Thanks for sharing,
Jerri of Mars

Friday, October 26, 2012

Presenting Watoto; Beautiful Choir

Hey Mars,
     It's been a while since I've written. The truth be told, I am at a lost for words these days. There's so much going on. Between my own issues and of others who've confided in me, I've been kind of overwhelmed with everything.
  • I could talk about how to assist your son to obtain gainful employment because his unemployment is running out next week.
  •     Oh, did I mention that I am in a new position at work, which I find myself, in a culinary class by morning and running around to three other classes by afternoon. Let me not leave out, that I've never mind...gotta go!
     I just received a call from one of my sisters in Christ, to come out and hear a group of young African youth sing, at her church.
     Ok an hour or so later, I'm back. Had an awesome experience. Went to Family Christian Center, a church down the street, and there before me on stage was about 20 children and adults from Uganda, Africa, singing and dancing their hearts out for Jesus. Words cannot express, please view the promotional video then click their link for more info on how you can become a sponsor. 
     All I can say is that this orphanage, Watoto, has been around for some time and are taking what the enemy meant for evil while God's turning things out for good...Children who have been abandoned due to Aids, HIV, death of parents or murdered, war and just pure injustice, but they love God.
     Remember, if you are not supporting or serving the poor in some shape, form or fashion, then your labor for God is in vain and your hands will not be blessed to bless others. Deuteronomy 14-29, James 1-27 & I Corinthians 15-58

Doing for the least of them...
Jerri of Mars  

Friday, October 5, 2012

Saving the Bubba's of the World

Good day Mars,

     You know I'm not proud of being a "boob-head or couch potato" but I was watching a documentation called, "Save My Son". The show airs on Wednesday nights, channel 78 (TVONE) at 9 pm.
     This documentation is about a man, sorry forgot his name, but he has a doctorate in education. He runs an all boys academy in Hartford, Connecticut. He goes from city to city at many mothers' request to help save their son, from a life of crime.
     I just would like to say that, we as single mothers raising sons, need all the assistance God can offer. If you find yourself desperately in need of help with your son, please first pray, then be led by God in whatever He instructs you to do. So that when He sends help, because He will, take full advantage and be open to take suggestions and let men be men.
     This young man, named "Bubba", was 14 yrs old. His parents had divorced and he was left to be raised by his mother, in a house with a bunch of women. These were his words. And yes, he was the youngest and only boy of six girls.
     This man, oh now I remember, Dr. Perry is his name, came to Newark, NJ to literally save this boy. Simply put, he came to the house asked a series of questions and found out the boy had no hope of ever being happy nor leaving a life worthwhile. Bubba told Dr. Perry that he dreamed of being a Professional Boxer. So, they took him to a gym. He was trained by a man, who lost his son to a life of crime and this man taught this boy how to box. The smile on Bubba's face was enlightening as well as beautiful.
     Secondly, Dr. Perry took him to get a hair cut. At the barber shop, Bubba got an ear full of what "men" had to say as they also offered him an opportunity to work at the shop while earning money. They also offered rides to and from the gym. Lastly, Dr. Perry took the family to church and expressed how proud he was of Bubba's change in attitude towards his life, mother and family. The preacher also testified about how the Lord brought him through a life that was destined to doom. As the story ended, Bubba was also introduced to God the Father; fought his first boxing fight along with his new life of battles to come so he can now be productive in society.

     We must all fight the good fight of faith but not without God! Try to watch the show, you just might find some valuable lessons to pass on to the next mother who's son might need saving...

Never forget Jesus Saves...
Jerri of Mars