Praying and Taking Time Off

I will be signing off GiveMe Chocolate from Thanksgiving until the first of February.  I will prepare for the Christmas season celebrations and then take care of long overdue tasks; and hopefully, finish a writing project in which the Lord called me to obey Him.


My heart is heavy for Ferguson and St. Louis.

I continue to pray, fast, donate food and supplies to the police protecting innocent people and businesses, and I continue to hope in the Lord.

Thank you for joining many in our community who prayed and fasted before, during and after the grand jury announcement in the Michael Brown case.

Private local citizens protecting innocent store owners from looters and robbers

I’m grateful for ordinary citizens who are helping clean up after the vandalism, looting and destruction.

I’m grateful for local artists who are beautifying all the boarded windows in Ferguson, St. Louis and South St. Louis.

I’m grateful for police officers who show up for every shift to protect and I’m thankful for their families who kiss them goodbye not knowing what the day holds for their loved ones.

I’m thankful for local pastors who are going the extra mile to minister to citizens and protesters.

I’m thankful for armed citizens taking time off work and giving up sleep to protect local stores from looters and robbers.

I’m thankful to see the best of America; big hearts, generous givers donating best wishes, prayers and blessings to a local cake baker at Natalies CakesNmore through GO FUND ME. As of tonight donations have topped $170,000. Natalie’s shop was vandalized by rioters the night of the grand jury announcement.


If you are interested in seeing the same evidence the grand jury saw; click here, GRAND JURY TESTIMONY AND EVIDENCE, to view documents released to the public.


“Violence as a way of achieving racial justice is both impractical and immoral… violence never brings permanent peace. It solves no social problem: it merely creates new and more complicated ones.

Violence is immoral because it thrives on hatred rather than love. It destroys community and makes brotherhood impossible… It creates bitterness in the survivors and brutality in the destroyers.” Martin Luther King Jr.

I am weary with the pain of Jacob’s wrestling
In the darkness with the Fear, in the darkness with the Fear
But he met the morning wounded with a blessing
So in the night my hope lives on

When Elisha woke surrounded by the forces
Of the enemies of God, the enemies of God
He saw the hills aflame with angels on their horses
So in the night my hope lives on

I see the slave that toils beneath the yoke unyielding
And I can hear the captive groan, hear the captive groan
For some hand to stay the whip his foe is wielding
Still in the night my hope lives on

I see the armies of the enemy approaching
And the people driven, trembling, to the shore
But a doorway through the waters now is opening
So in the night my hope lives on

Like the son who thought he’d gone beyond forgiveness,
Too ashamed to lift his head–but if he could lift his head
He would see his father running from a distance
In the night my hope lives on

I can see the crowd of men retreating
As he stands between the woman and their stones
And if mercy in his holy heart is beating
Then in the night my hope lives on

I remember how they scorned the son of Mary
He was gentle as a lamb, gentle as a lamb
He was beaten, he was crucified, and buried
And in the night, my hope was gone

But the rulers of earth could not control Him
They did not take his life–he laid it down
All the chains of earth could never hope to hold him
So in the night my hope lives on



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