Monthly Archives: November 2013
I’ll save my diatribe on the origins of Thanksgiving and all the other questionable history of America for another day, and will simply say…
I give thanks to the Creator for blessing me with another day of life. I give thanks to my ancestors for providing the shoulders that I now stand on. I give thanks to you, my family and friends, for providing the backbone for who I am and giving me the constant push I needed to keep me moving 4-ward. I give thanks to every situation I’ve encountered and every person that God has allowed me to cross paths with, even for a brief moment, because I have faith that it all has meaning. I say prayers for every one of my brothers and sisters across the globe who are alone, depressed, ill, incarcerated, missing someone special, oppressed, or in need of uplift for any reason… Insha’Allah/God Willing, my prayers will reach you and give you what you need. I stand with you in solidarity; as a father, as a man, as a human being, and as a child of God with a smile and a faithful belief that we will collectively find a way to make this world better. I greet you with love and a smile on this beautiful day. I hope you are standing with me and smiling back… ~ Sean King
Only if I am willing to give it all in an effort to save you can I claim to walk the path of Jesus… but right now, I am still too inwardly focused to recognize your pain. I am still too worried about receiving the blessings I deserve to sacrifice for you. I am too afraid of the unknown to embrace the after life. I’ve heard it’s beautiful, yet I fear death because I don’t know anyone who can confirm its beauty. The willingness to step into the unknown is where my faith is weakest. I claim Christianity, yet demand that you meet me half way before I sacrifice anything for you. Did the people meet Jesus half way before he took the cross? Were they deserving of his love? Are we worthy enough to call ourselves faithful followers?
In time we will all discover truth, for now we ponder. ~ Sean King
I’ve learned that something amazing happens everyday; you just have to learn to see it. It can be something as simple as a smile, a hug, a conversation with a friend, or even the reality of your dreams manifesting. It can be a kind word to a stranger or being on the receiving end of a timely blessing. Today I experienced all of the above and then this…
I called AT&T to report an issue with my UVerse. The lady on the phone had an accent that I knew was from a place far away from me. In between her going through her script, we exchanged pleasantries and I learned she was from the Philippines. I asked how her family was doing and how she was holding up? She appreciated the concern. I could tell from her response that the tragedy was taking its toll on her, but she was proud and determined to keep pushing forward. We talked about the United States, her desire to pursue her dreams of coming here, her Aunt in California, and the differences in culture. I needed my TV fixed and she needed someone to have an off script conversation with. She was able to resolve the issue and I was able to offer kind words and prayers to someone in an area in need of healing. It was only one person, but it felt meaningful. It never ceases to amaze me, all the creative ways that we are moved around in and out of each other’s lives.
I will continue to pray for my brothers and sisters in the Philippines. Love… ~ Sean King