SUPERMAN
As a kid my cousin and I would always play Superman. We thought we were Superman.
He even went out to get a VHS Superman tape of himself. His father paid for it.
But he and I would go back and forth as Superman 1 and Superman 2. He would always get the edge because I’m 5’10” and he’s 6’6” tall.
It was hilarious looking back at it.
Could you imagine multiple Supermans fighting each other or arguing with each other?
That was my six-foot-six cousin and five-foot-ten I.
BASKETBALL
One day when I was a teenager, I was playing a game of basketball. Five on five.
I got picked up to play the game. No one expected me to do anything. But I already practiced and played a lot. Like a hidden gem, a secret talent.
So the guys were talking trash. Acting as if they were better than they were. I kept quiet.
The other team was winning. I decided to play real.
My team started to make a comeback. I was contributing to the team on defense. Steals and blocks!
Then all of a sudden I started making jump shots and lay-ups. My team won and I made the winning game jump shot. My teammates ran and jumped on me celebrating.
It was fun.
PRESENCE
What I brought with me today was the presence of my Father. I talked to Him this morning. I prayed to Him this morning.
I spoke life, protection, grace, mercy, and strength over myself. I reminded myself why my Father is so important.
The One that will never let you down or betray you. The Most High is always the most reliable Spirit and presence to all His children on earth.
He reminded me why I trust Him the most, over any and all humans.
COMMUNICATION
It bothers me when someone tries to be close to me or get close to me without communicating to me about it.
Expecting me to be the one to break my neck, or to keep calling, texting, or chasing you down.
It doesn’t make sense.
You have to communicate well to me if you want to build together, grow together, and experience vacations and fun together.
BIG RED
My favorite fruit on the planet is something red.
As a child I used to call it “big red.” Also “magic red” is something else I would call it.
It’s funny looking back at it. My relatives would be wondering what I was talking about.
“Red Magic.”
“Big Red.”
It’s juicy. Yummy to the taste buds. You could add it to a flavor of juice, squeezing the juice out.
It’s a strawberry. Strawberry, strawberry!
Yummy.
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