“Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it”

For the fear of embarrassing this person, I want to tell a little story of a woman named "Debbie." Debbie is a woman who has had about every sort of issue growing up that could possibly arise. Through the course of her life, she has been the victim of emotional abuse, physical abuse and verbal abuse. But to contrast this, Debbie is one of the most beautiful women, both inside and out that I have ever met. However, as a result of her past, instead of seeing herself as a woman who has overcome these obstacles and is truly someone deserving of being considered "beautiful," she struggles to grasp the fact that she has such a tremendous value of self-worth. Unfortunately, Debbie's story is not unlike the stories of hundreds of thousands of women and men worldwide. I myself, given my football background continue to struggle with the very same battle of attempting to determine my own self-worth within a world that in many ways is a very condemning and belittling society where our weaknesses and shortcoming can potentially be exposed, either directly through a comment or indirectly through visual displays. As a result, our own perceptions of true beauty in my opinion are severely skewed, as beauty is now determined by the size of one's waist line, the value of a pair of jeans, or the new 'bob' hair style. Through these misconceptions of our body image, we effectively lose ourselves to the standards that the world places upon us, instead of measuring ourselves based upon the yardstick of the one who made us. This sentiment is outlined in the very first chapter of the Bible in Genesis 1:27 which reads;

"God created man in his own image,in the image of God he created him,male and female he created them." -Genesis 1:27 

This verse clearly states that male and female were both equally created in God's own image, and seeing God through the beauty of his creation, He did not create us to be ugly depictions of Himself.  Even more important of a question that we ask ourselves, is why are we so concerned with our outward appearances in the first place?  Do we really think that God cares about our outward appearances?  For example, throughout history there have been examples that show that the concept of beauty is a diverse and ever varying concept that will be changing as long as the sun is in the sky.  In ancient China, the "lotus foot" was the fad of the times, as women were often forced to break and eventually bind their feet into little 4-inch appendages all for the sake of beauty.  During the Elizabethan era, women with a high forehead were deemed attractive, as women would shave and continously pluck their frontal hairs to achieve the image. Robin Henig in her book, The Price of Perfection assesses how these women also applied a very dangerous lead based make up that "caused peripheral neuropathy, gout, anemia, chronic renal failure, and disfiguring scarring," which would eventually require the users to apply even more makeup. The situation was so severe, that Queen Elizabeth I, acquired such a misshapen appearance that she banished all mirrors from her castle because she had acquired an almost "clown-like" appearance. The common moniker of "pain is beauty" is clearly seen here, and also through the millions of men and women who struggle with eating disorders around the world to maintain the figures of the models that are captured in nearly every form of advertisement and entertainment.  

  

While I wish that I were different in my own heart, there are many times that I myself find myself continuing to label my own self-worth based upon the scale that the world judges me on instead of the opinion of God.  I find myself asking first, what exactly is beauty?  Is beauty more or less qualities that give pleasure for our various senses?  Or is it as the book Captivating so eloquently describes as;

"Beauty is transcendent- it is our most immediate experience of the eternal. Sometimes the beauty is so deep it pierces us with longing for life as it was meant to be. Beauty reminds us of an Eden we have never known, but somehow know our hearts were created for. Beauty speaks of heaven to come, when all shall be beautiful. It haunts us with eternity. Beauty says: there is a glory calling to you. And if there is a glory, there is a source of glory. What great goodness could have possibly created this? What generosity gave us this to behold? Beauty draws us to God." - Captivating, John and Staci Eldridge

Biblically there are also stories that give real life example of God's idea of true beauty.  For example, there is a story in 1 Samuel of how the Lord rejects Saul after he breaks his covenant with the Lord over his ruling of Israel.  As a result, Samuel is then sent to anoint a new king of Israel.  Samuel understood that the Lord would annoint one of the sons of a man named Jesse to serve under this new position, however, he just did not know which one.  As Samuel first met Eliab, one of Jesse's sons, he was sure that this was the man that the Lord had intended to anoint as king.  However, the Lord says to Samuel, 

"Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him.  The Lord does not look at the things man loks at.  Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart." 1 Samuel 16:7 

This is a prime example of an occasion in which the Lord could've chosen a man who was an identical representation of what we would expect from a Calvin Kline model, but the Lord explicitly says that these attributes to him are futile.  Instead, the Lord chooses another son of Jesse, a sheep herder that is described as his youngest and "ruddy."  To further this point one step further, when God chose to send his son to save us, think of the modest, feeble depictions of the life of Christ.  Christ was not born within the glories of a grand festival, but in a manger surrounded by animals and without their a doubt their almost pungent scents.  Even through out his life, Jesus was not known as a man to be physically beautiful.  In fact, there are no instances in the bible in which the physical appearance of Jesus was even mentioned!  The only slightly ambiguous depiction of Jesus can be found in Isaiah 53:2, which says that; 

He grew up before him like a tender shoot, and like a root out of dry ground. He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him, nothing in his appearance that we should desire him." -Isaiah 53:2

However, the beauty of Christ was not seen through his looks, but through his heart which translated to his actions. This verse, as well as the verses that follow this one make it clear that Jesus was not a man that was attractive and handsome.  In fact, it can be seen that God did not want His son to found the Kingdom of God through the shallowness of physical appearances.  Instead, it is clear that God wanted people to be attracted to Him through his actions and his message of salvation.  If God chose to send his only son in the form of an ordinary man, what does this say about the importance of our own outward appearance?  God does not spend effort focusing on such pointless physical attributes, so why should we?

To all of us who struggle with our physical appearance in a world that values it so greatly, I have a few words of wisdom that I hope that I can even take!  It is said in 1 John that God is love, and as far as I'm concerned, there is nothing in this world that is more beautiful than love.  Following this, I previously mentioned that if we are made in the image of God, we are made with that same sentiment of love that God wishes us to set forth.   Through being made in the image of God, He sees each and every one of us to be beautiful; flaws and all.  God intended for all of us to be a direct reflection of a facet that encompasses the very character of God.  It is without a doubt, that beauty is the most essential, yet misunderstood of all of God's qualities.  This has caused untold amounts of hardship, pain and hurt as millions of us struggle to find our place within our image-first society. Women for example aren't celebrated as much for being fabulous athletes as they are for being absolutely gorgeous and appealing people. Unfortunately, as a result we are continually distressed over this issue of beauty;  We long in our souls to be beautiful, to believe that others find us beautiful, and our thirst will not be satisfied until we find it.  Well, we are already made into the most beautiful image imaginable.  We are accepted, loved, appreciated and cherished by One who will never fail us nor deceive us.  Harder said than done obviously, but we must shed off the shackles of such a conforming society and live free in the solace that we are always beautiful to our Creator, the One we hope to share eternity with.  In Romans 12:2 this emotion is echoed as we are called to; 

"not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will." -Romans 12:2

To Debbie, and to all of the other people out there like myself who struggle with our self-perceptions, I have good news, there is a light at the end of this tunnel.  Debbie, you are beautiful beyond words, and so are each and every one of God's children.  All it takes is one of the simplest, yet difficult of steps; belief.

The Soul of a Black Folk..well kinda, pt.1

A few days before November 4, 2008, I cast my vote for Barack Obama to become the first man of color to hold the office of the President of the United States of America.  In voting for Obama, I was not voting for color, I was voting for change within a political system that I believed was slowly yet surely tearing down the structure of American society.  With the world watching that night, I celebrated with millions of people of color around the world as Obama accepted his nomination to take upon the responsibility of such a prestigious postion.  Through this monumentous moment, the men and women who have fought, and in many cases died for this opportunity watched in jubilation as their dreams of civil rights and equal opportunities for all were finally realized.  For many, the election of Barack Obama was received as the end of the struggle for equality, and the final event in which men and women of color broke free from the chains of our past and took our first real step as true equal global citizens.  While I agree that the election of Obama represents a moment in which people of color, specifically African-Americans, can mark as a watershed event, I firmly also believe that many of those same African-Americans have lost sight of the slow disintegration of our culture that is taking place on a daily basis.  

The title of this blog was taken from the book, "The Souls of Black Folk," the influential and moving book written by W.E.B Dubois in 1903.  Dubois, one of the preeminent African-American scholars of the early 20th century, sought to critique the pain and anguish, as well as the struggles for civil rights that were synonymous with the Black experience in America.  In writing this book, Dubois developed a groundbreaking work that aided greatly in understanding what it meant to be African-American within a White American culture.  One of DuBois most powerful arguments that is still saddeningly prevalent today are his anaysis of two significant themes-- "the veil," and "double consciousness."

The veil to DuBois is a situation in which;

"the Negro is ... born with a veil, and gifted with second-sight in this American world, --a world which yields him no true self-consciousness, but only lets him see himself through the revelation of the other world. It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one's self through the eyes of others, of measuring one's soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity. One ever feels his twoness,--an  American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in one dark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder." --W.E.B. Dubois, Souls of Black Folk

In other words, "the veil" respresents a commanding and discernible allegory that represents the experience of African-Americans who lived within the segregated society of a Jim Crow world in which Black men and women were exploited and disenfranchised by their exposure through menial and degrading positions. "The veil" also represents the realities of a tangible societal, emotional, and metaphysical barrier that effectively separates Blacks from the rest of the American people, through their political disenfranchisement, economic marginalization and exploitation.  To Dubois, a direct parallel to the veil is the "double consciousness" that also paralyzes the advancement of African-American men and women.  The double consciousness refers to a feeling of "two-ness," that is a very unique and atypical condition of the African American experience that influences both aspects of the equation, both African and American. Double consciousness is the mindfulness of one's self, as well as the awareness of how others perceive that person within that culture. The dangers of double consciousness reside from conforming and/or changing your own identity to that of how others perceive that person.  These unique characteristics, when united within the realities of real people can potentially bring about a dangerous tension that can severely hinder the development of not only Black people, but also the larger American society.  DuBois almost prophetically captured this sentiment over 100 years ago.

In America today, Black people, specifically men, are still struggling with the same dispositions that DuBois described in his book.  During the time of Dubois, King, and Malcolm X, many Black men had a cause in which they were sympathetic too.  In many ways, given the deaths of these influential men, as well as the end of the Black Power movement, the hopes and aspirations of many of these causes died with them.  Sadly, today I am hard pressed to find more than a handful of Black men who are willing to rise and step forward for a cause.  Instead, our culture has digressed into a society in which many of our role models are professional athletes or rappers, or in some instances infamous criminals.  Many of our Black youth sympathize with the efforts of Al Pacino in 'Scarface,' the lyrics of the latest 'Lil Wayne' song, or the latest SportsCenter dunk by Lebron James.  To take it a step further, the word that represents the struggle, injustice and dehumanization of every Black man and woman, is now celebrated.  As a culture, we have degenerated to the point where the word that the Urban Dictionary defines as, a "slang term for homie, friend, buddy, etc.," can be heard as plentiful and common as almost any other word associated with friendship. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. as well as the thousands of others who fought, were beaten, and in some cases killed as this word was being spewed towards them, are disrespected every time we use this word.  Jackie Robinson, who was dehumanized and disrespected by that word every time he stepped onto the baseball diamond would be appalled to hear the way that this word is used by countless individuals.  To further this, the NAACP attempts to hold a mock funeral service for the word, while our culture continues to ignore the societal and cultural effects that continue to be perpetuated.  Wale, a rapper from the Washington D.C metro area, understands and assesses the tension associated with this through his song, "The Kramer."  

"And niggas say nigga to a nigga, 

and nigga write nigga in a lyrics, expect the white boy to omit it,

the white boy spit it like he spit it,

recite it to his friends who by the way ain't niggas,

and say nigga, nigga, nigga, my favorite rapper did it,

and non-nigga friends got it with him, 

Incorporate this lyrics to their everyday living,

Until a Black friend kinda hear it, just a tid bit,

He thinks Aw, forget it, it's so insignificant and little,

The White boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Nigga, nigga, nigga, every single day,

And that little nigga nigga, thinks it's okay,

And he's the only nigga in his particular grade, and it begins to phase him more each day,

The things they say went a little too far,

He couldn't tell the difference between an a or er,

So they keep going, saying nigga in his face,

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away,

It came to the point he couldn't look em in the face,

The mirror made him hurl, his reflection disgraceful,

Yeah, and make sure everything you say,

Can't be held against you in any kind of way,

And any connotationis viewed in many ways, 

Cuz under every nigga, there's a little bit of Kramer,

Self-hatred...I hate you, and myself...

Niggas." Wale, The Kramer

This song is in a sense a microcosm in the way that it reflects African-American society.  Just like DuBois talked about the impact of "double consciousness" and the "veil," in many ways we keep ourselves beneath this 'shield' as we continue to degrade and detract our own people.  As Wale described, on one hand we say the word as a term of endearment, an affirmative 'eff you' to the establishment that responsible for the negative connotations associated with the word.  On the other hand, we see the damage that the word is actually inflicting, as that same establishment now has lost insight as to the true devastation that this word caused to the unhealed wounds of those still healing.  Instead of becoming inspired by the AIDS epidemic that is sweeping through the African-American community, situations of crippling economy that continues to paralyzes Americans of all colors, and countless other causes, many Black men and women continue to operate under this veil that causes them to be more concerned with when the next Day 26 song comes out, or the new graphics for Madden 2010.    This, as well as a large majority of themes associated with BET and the subsequent 'hip-hop culture,' (an issue I will definitely blog about soon), and the lack of Black men and women who have taken the lead as role models, are large prevailing issues that we face that will continue to keep many African-Americans as being defined by the word that they use so freely; ignorant niggas.  

Love is the Movement...

Tonight at Wittenberg I was lucky enough to have been involved in an event that they call "Epic." Epic is an occasion in which the campus ministries of Wittenberg and the Springfield community are all able to converge into an event that enables us to hear a speaker, share Gods word, and also worship Him in the process. Tonight in particular was a very special time from the moment the first song was played. In fact, the first song that was played was so powerful and touching for me that I decided that I needed to write a blog about it. This song that was performed is by Switchfoot and is appropriately titled, "Love is the Movement." Given that I had just written a blog the day before about the importance of love and how it can potentially spur a change within each and every one of us, I was particularly moved by this musical selection. The lyrics look something like this;

Love is a movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down

The stars are alive
They dance to the music
Of the deepest emotion
And all of the world
Is singing in time
As the heavens are caving in
Mysterious ways
Why God gave His life
To put motion inside my soul

It's bigger than cold religion
It's bigger than life

We're starting now 
We don't have to slow back down

This is a revolution, This is a revolution...

After hearing this song I was inspired and galvanized that there was in fact a movement taking place, and I could feel it.  Now, when I talk of a movement I'm not talking of the fight for American independence, the trial and struggle for the equal rights of men and women of color, or the Proletariat Revolution synonymous with the Communist revolution.  This is a movement that is unseen and unheard, but a movement that will be felt. Call me senseless or foolish, but I firmly believe that love can essentially be the influence that provokes a worldwide change in our hearts.  Just as a key can ignite the engine to a car, a simple button can be the catalyst for most electronics, or in my own life, food can be the stimulant that gives my body energy, love has the potential to have the same opportunity to become an agent of change that can stimulates or precipitate a reaction, development, or change. You see, the biggest issues in our hearts is our own hearts.  We are conditioned as a culture to accept the views of the world.  We are subconsciously forced to accept the viewpoint that the world is too big, and we are too minute to really be able to have a profound impact upon the human diaspora.  In essence, we defeat ourselves before we're even presented with a challenge. We tell ourselves that there are too many problems, what can one person do, right? Let's go through some harrowing statistics that give many of these naysayers a lot of credit.

Number of children in the world

-2.2 billion

Number in poverty

-1 billion (every second child)

For the 1.9 billion children from the developing world, there are:

-640 million without adequate shelter (1 in 3)

-400 million with no access to safe water (1 in 5)

-270 million with no access to health services (1 in 7)

Children out of education worldwide

-121 million

Survival for children worldwide,

-10.6 million died in 2003 before they reached the age of 5 (same as children population in France, Germany, Greece and Italy)

-1.4 million die each year from lack of access to safe drinking water and adequate sanitation
Health of children worldwide,

-2.2 million children die each year because they are not immunized

-15 million children orphaned due to HIV/AIDS (similar to the total children population in Germany or United Kingdom) State of the World’s Children, 2005, UNICEF

Once again, given these statistics, how many people feel that they can make a significant impact upon a world that has such severe and extreme conditions for others? Well, let me give you a few example of how one person, when faced with odds that many would deem impossible, chose to make a difference. Then again, as the quote goes, "the worlds greatest feats were accomplished by those not smart enough to understand they were impossible."  Would Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., have made the choices take the burden of hundreds and thousands of African-Americans if he understood the probability of the situation? Would Mother Teresa, or Nelson Mandela, have encumbered the same weight had they truly thought and comprehended the low probabilities of the causes they chose to undertake?  Instead, these men and women chose to step forth and do what they could with what they could.  In my opinion, Jesus represents the pinnacle of human achievement, as he was able to preach and minister to the lowliest of people and build the largest following the world has ever known.  To the world, Jesus was one man with a mission, and through that mission he was able to accomplish more than any of us could ever fathom.  The important part of this story, is what was the weapon that Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., Nelson Mandela and Mother Teresa used?  They chose to wield the weapons of peace and love, than the ammunitions of hate and malevolence that is interchangeable with the natural instincts of the world.  Why can't we?

There is a really neat and simple quote that I was exposed to that is actually very enlightening once you think about it.  The quote, excuse my paraphrasing goes something like, "It takes a spark to start a wildfire."  Think about this simple quote for a second.  A forest fire, an occurrence that can potentially devastate over 7 million acres of land per year can conceivably be started by something as small as a spark.  Call me crazy, call me a lunatic, call me a dreamer, but I cannot help but be convinced that we are that spark.  There is a verse in the Beatitudes if Matthew, in which Jesus says that we should let our, "light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your father in heaven."-Matthew 5:16. We are that light, love is our tool, this is our movement!  Barack Obama, in his unprecedented campaign to become the first African-American president in the history of the United States of America coined the term "Yes We Can." In the same fashion, we can make the same improbable  change within the world as long as we believe that we have the power in ourselves to.  When I went to Los Angeles, I was introduced to the theory that was appropriately titled, "The bucket theory."  This theory basically stated that every person should approach the issue of change with a bucket instead of some other unlikely goal with the fact that we can fill the bucket, and still make change, no matter how small or diminutive.  This theory is very pragmatic because think of it, if one person were to take a bucket into the Sahara desert, and if one million people took a bucket into the Sahara desert, think of the imprint that could possibly be left?  To go along with this sentiment, and give a real life (almost) example, there is a movie that parallels these same actions.  Pay it Forward is a movie in which a young boy, Trevor for his project decides that he is going to start a movement in which he will "pay it forward."  By doing this, he is essentially doing good deeds for others with the expectation that these recipients of this good deed will pass it forward to others.  This movement was started by the small actions of one young boy, and the future implications are known only to God.  This is an example of one spark, one bucket, and essentially one movement being started by the small good deeds of a young boy.  Mother Teresa once echoed the power of these actions in the quote, "We can do no great things, only small things with great love."

Ladies and Gentlemen, whoever is reading this, our time is not tomorrow, it is not in a few year, our time is today, this moment, right now!  There is a song made by Blessid Union of Souls that in a way is a microcosm of my dream of how profound and direct pure love can be upon our culture.  

I believe that love is the answer

I believe that love will find the way

I believe that love is the answer

I believe that love will find the way

We are the ones we've been waiting for.  We represent the movement that this world so badly needs right now.  We search for a leader to lead us, we search for a movement to move us.  But rest assured, that movement is already present, and that leader resides in each and every one of us.  We have the power and the capacity within each one of us to provide that spark that can restructure and transform not only ourselves but the world.  I'm sorry again, maybe I'm crazy, but I was inspired today.  Love is the movement, and it is up to us to take it upon us to spread the ideals that I mentioned in the blog before this one.  This movement can be spread by something as simple as a smile, a genuine "how are you?" or a simple act of random kindness.  Unlike many resources, love cannot be contained, it cannot be controlled, and it can be given in infinite amounts.  Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. summed up this sentiment when he exclaimed that, "Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illuminates it."  As it says in 1 Corinthians, "[love] always protects, always trusts, always hopes," and most importantly, "always perseveres."

Love Conquers All.....Right?

So I was given the opportunity to speak at our Chapel hour here at Wittenberg University a week or so ago. I was at first super nervous about having the opportunity to share God's impact in my life, but I realized that it was actually quite the honor. Lent had just ended, and the topic that immediately jumped out in my mind was the word love. Now, when we think of that word, what is the first thing that immediately jumps out into our heads? It's the great love stories; The Notebook (I cried, I'll admit it,) Casablanca, Romeo & Juliet! The great lines;

You will find as you look back upon your life that the moments when you have truly lived are the moments when you have done things in the spirit of love. -- Henry Drummond

These are the sentiments shared by many when the symptoms of love are conjured up. Is this wrong to feel that way? Absolutely not, we are born as humans to love one another. However, it is important that we do not stray from the foundations of what it truly means to love, and more importantly, to be loved.

I am a man who has frankly only thought of love in the same way for many years of my own life. Nevertheless, I praise a God who has a sense of humor that I will never understand, and works in a way that is impossible to comprehend. It was on a street corner church on Skid Row in Los Angeles that my life was forever changed. For those of you who don’t know, Skid Row is home to the largest established population of homeless persons in the United States. According to some population estimates, this number can range between 7,000 to 8,000 people. 7,000 TO 8,000 homeless men and women within a 5 block radius. Are you kidding me? The people who live in this area for the most part live in a culture where poverty, violence, drugs and alcohol are prevalent on a day to day basis. For any one of us who visited the area, it is nothing short of devastating. However, in a little corner church, with a congregation filled with the misfits considered to be of the lowliest tier on the rung of society, I saw what love really meant. To see men and women who by earthly standards had little to nothing, stand and praise and worship and cry about a man named Jesus really touched me. It made me realize that this Jesus was real, and I needed to know more about him ASAP.

Well, who is Jesus? Who is God? To be honest, I still don’t know! But in the Lenten season, I was given a quick, yet weighty glimpse into the life and ministry of the man. Before Los Angeles, the concept of Jesus to me was sort of synonymous to the myth of Sasquatch. I’d heard of them since I was a child, and I had always been intrigued by their stories. As a history buff, I was very well aware of various examples in which the bible, and the words of Jesus had been used at the expense of others. Examples like:

• the Catholic church, and the Crusades, the Inquisition, Witch Hunts, etc.,
• Slavery and the story of Ham being used as an excuse to enslave and dehumanize Black men and women around the world
• those using the bible to disenfranchise homosexuals (this is a topic for another day!)

all is all, these stories all culminated into a relationship that I was very skeptical about. But, as I decided that I would read into the Word, I quickly began to realize the Gospels of Jesus is not the same as those who chose to picket with “God Hates Fags,” signs, but with something way more powerful than hate and condemnation, love. When looking at scripture, it is clear as day the men that Jesus chose to surround himself with, and those he chose to minister to. Saul, one of the great persecutors of Christians, was chosen to be one of Jesus’ disciples. Who did Jesus condemn? Help? Heal? Love? Jesus went out and he healed the loners of society, the lepers, Roman soldiers, paralytics, the sickly, the blind, the mute, prostitutes, the poor, the list goes on and on and on. Jesus ministered to the underbelly of society. If we really try to conceive this notion, it can potentially leave us quite bewildered! Think of it, Jesus, the son of the maker of heaven and the earth, of time, of life and death, everything, chose to risk, and eventually give his life, for the dirty, the scorned, the ugly, for you and myself.

In performing these actions, Jesus has laid the foundations on how we should live out our own lives. While we are by all means meant to love our significant others, the true definition of love goes much deeper than this. I believe that our love is to extend to every single person that we are to come into contact with. This is reiterated in scripture, as Jesus tells us;

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.- John 15:12 (New International Version)

"But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, 28bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. 29If someone strikes you on one cheek, turn to him the other also. If someone takes your cloak, do not stop him from taking your tunic. 30Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. 31Do to others as you would have them do to you.- Luke 6:27-31

Do we love in the same way? Is that our own common perceptions about what it truly means and feels to love? In many cases, are we ready to love even when we will receive absolutely nothing in return?

Better yet, are we willing to give our LIVES for those same people? Would any of us be willing to give our lives for a convicted murderer? Would we be willing to be victimized, tortured or dehumanized for a convicted felon? A liar, a cheater, a misfit?! A man who disciples me named Colby has a son, and he says that he could possible fathom a situation in which he would give his own life, but he could not come to grips with giving the life of his only son to those who will forget, disrespect and not honor that sacrifice. Through the Easter season, we are shown that the final act of love by God through his only son Jesus is portrayed not only through his life, but also through his sacrifice upon the cross.

⁶You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. ⁷Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. ⁸But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.-Romans 5:6-8

¹⁶"For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. ¹⁷For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.-John 3:16-17

It is clear that Jesus was not sent to condemn us, but to save us. That sacrifice, through the blood of Jesus is meant to be transferred from the cross to the Earth that it was spilled upon. We are called to love others, even if that potentially means within the sacrifice of our own lives, or own valuables or pride, for the expense of others, even if completely undeserved. We are called to love, just as our father loves us.

“⁷Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. ⁸Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.” - 1 John 7:18

“Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. ¹²No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.” - 1 John 7:11

“And so we know and rely on the love God has for us.
God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God, and God in him. ¹⁷In this way, love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgment, because in this world we are like him. ¹⁸There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.” - 1 John 7:16-18

To me, these verses clearly state our main tools when it comes to furthering the kingdom of God. To the world, those men and women who suffer on Skid Row and considered to be the forgotten part of America, but their hearts are no different from yours and mine, and we should treat them no differently. Is it difficult to live this way? You betcha, through history, those who have loved have given their lives for that cause.

In the same way, we must Love, we mustn’t judge, condemn or hate, because that is not what we’re here to do. Love is something special, it;

^”It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” -1 Cor. 13:7

As Christians and followers of a man who lived selflessly to save us, we must live selflessly to love and appreciate others at all costs. We MUST be on guard, stand firm in our faith, be of courage, be strong, and most importantly, do EVERYTHING IN LOVE! Now who will you chose to love? What are you willing to sacrifice?

Quiiiiiiiick Intro!

Well, this is my very first blog, so let me just start out by giving a quick introduction. My name is Derrick, but most people call me D-rock, and I'm just a blessed, laid back dude who loves to laugh and have a good time. I have a twin brother who is serving our country in the Army and I miss him dearly everyday. I also have a sister who also means the world to me as well. I'm blessed to have a great mom and dad who have both in my opinion done a great job in instilling a great foundation in me, and hopefully I make them proud! I have found someone in Katrina who makes me happier than I have ever been and I'm just blessed!! *shout out* Maria Naumoff, no talents.  Mannnnnn I love to eat! it's probably my downfall, but thank God I also love to run and work out. I love Chinese food, I bleed Chipotle (if possible), and I forgot to mention I was adopted my LeBron James and Diddy. Um, what else, I love to debate, I love to learn more about cultures, people, new things and just experience the most I can get out of every day...Overall, I'm just a regular guy tryin to make a difference!

Here's one of those 25 random things about me just so that you can get a quick glimpse into what I'm about!

1. Ken Njihia is credited with the beginnings of the monster commonly known as D-Rock, and I have no idea how he came up with the name
<------that's Ken (he's from Kenya) 

2. When I was a kid, my mom would always buy eggo waffles, and my seester and I LOVED to put grape jelly on them... 

3. speaking of jelly, strawberry jelly and wheat bread, the best sandwich of all time (but only cut into triangles, once again...because of Moms) 

4. I strive and struggle every day to be the best man I can be...even though it probably isn't the best mindset, I base my life on the parable of the talents in the bible, meaning I am driven, almost obsessively, to multiply, triple the "talents" that God has blessed me with. 

5. When I was in high school my dad would chant "Gary Coleman! Gary Coleman!" with the other teams fans while I was shooting free throws because he thought it was funny..lol


6. I hate to admit it, but I have Napoleon complex (short man syndrome) haha

7. My twin brother and I are in fact, fraternal twins! the doctors (according to my parents) initially couldn't tell if I was a boy or a girl, and he's also my best friend for sure...

8. I could eat boneless spare ribs from Hung Lung every day until I died and I would be happy...

9. As you can tell, I'm obsessed with food, and I think I'm the greatest chef of all time (my dad who can only cook BLT's and french fries in the oven would disagree)

10. I have a man-crush on Cristiano Ronaldo, and I don't even care


11. I wish I was alive during the Civil Rights movement, even though I'm not sure how long I would've lasted lol

12. I think I am the funniest man alive, but I tell the worst jokes in all honesty

13. Peanut Butter is the most repulsive food imaginable, it makes me gag...one time I had a friend whose mom made me peanut butter cookies but I wouldn't accept them because they were disgusting...

14. Two of my biggest pet peeves are 1. people who can't spell and 2. people who are disconnected with reality

15. I am a compulsive shopper, and among with my humor, I also think I should have a feature story of myself in GQ


and now you agree...

16. My list of favorite movies of all time go like this...1. Love and Basketball 2. Shawshank Redemption 3. The Great Debaters 4. American History X 5. Requiem for a Dream

17. I honestly think that Wal-Mart puts small amounts of crack into their gummy bears, I ate a pound bag in like 2 days

18. I am convinced that I am going to have kids that are going to be future NFL superstars

19. I am credited to having the worst memory EVER! I forget probably on average 7 of the 10 things that I am told through the day, blame it on the concussions

20. Reality TV is my guilty pleasure....Flavor of love will go down as the greatest reality TV show of all time


21. When I was in elementary school, I used to have to take speech classes because I 1. couldn't pronouce my "R" sounds, and I stuttered (kinda like I do now lol)

22. If we're driving on a trip that takes longer than 30 minutes, I will be asleep at some point during that trip...

23. When God created the world, I think fall was the first season

24. My "lucky" number has always been 13

25. Taking naps is probably my favorite part of the day, and I am about to take one now!