The Hip Hop Anthropologist

So, on my property there are dead and dying trees. I had some trimmed. Most are still standing. My SUV is in the shop. So, I'm driving my sports car. And I parked it right under one of the trees. I awoke to see nothing amiss. But when I looked closer. I saw that one of the limbs had totally broken off the tree. But had fallen as if it bounced off an invisible barrier that protected my GTO. I am still fasting, praying, and calling on the name of the Lord.

During my fast, which has been ongoing for the past four weeks (where I take no solid food during daylight and only one meal per day after 4:00 PM), I needed to ask God questions about the direction of my life generally and ministry particularly because King Solomon wrote in Proverbs 18:16 that “your gift will make room for you.” I received revelation  slowly like a newly lighted candle whose flame flickers and wavers weakly before finally illuminating the room in a triumphant burst of flame. As it has to do with denying my gifts.     When I was 19-years-old, in the streets, but still struggling to finish school, I attempted to enlist in the US Navy. The recruiter, a sharp, cool, young black twenty something year old petty officer took me to Phlly to take my Armed Services Vocational Aptitude Battery (ASVAB). When the result returned the recruiter was stunned. And he told me that my score was through the roof. He said with the score I had achieved, “you can take the GED,” which