Good News

I began writing this book about ten years ago. I was sending the message across the country in a simple magazine. I was a Sunday School teacher and love crazy for the Word of God. Fasting and praying to God about writing this book show Him many tears. My tears were of concern that what I put into this book was of Him and Him alone. God guided me every step of the way. God is the purpose of the Good News. Is man judged by the Good News of the Lord? How are we accepting the Good News through traditions, faithfulness, and obedience? Is accepting the Good News the result of our salvation? Many times, the question, “What is the Good News?” has been asked. Well, only believers can answer that question, which is the beginning of the gospel of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Knowing Him makes believers want to know more about how the Good News is performing in our lives. Believers let others know with our testimony how the Good News of Jesus Christ brought us through life’s battles, helping us discover our destiny, how we as believers enjoy working for the Lord in His field after accepting His great invitation. We are the lamps, and Jesus is the oil who fills us up. The Father and Son are one; when help is needed, they come together. The Father and Son are constantly paying us with spiritual income and being loyal to God—who is the Creator, King, and Master—makes us royalty. Don’t forget if we mess up, we do have a jealous God with much love. The Good News is Jesus offers us the gift of salvation, and it’s free to share the gospel with all.

 I remember asking God this question who was His mother and father I was only seven years old. Living in New York on a street that was basically all black people living there as a kid life was simple, Me and my sibling knew nothing or very little about racism. Our parent was from Florida and said very little about the way of live in the 40”s and 50”s. I would ask question and I remember my dad telling me about the KKK walking down the streets in white sheets and all the black’s could do was run or stand way back. We move from the city to the country where we went to a predomantly white school  my life changed and I learned much and I fell, but got back up. Living on the farm was a way to interact with my sister and brother all we had was each other I grew up got a job met the Lord and now live is good.