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|Posted on August 25, 2014 at 2:27 PM|
After having a mental and physical meltdown last Thursday shortly after that I lost everything in my computer, 10 years of work. Over 1000 video clips, pictures, interviews, CD artwork, all the pictures from my books that have been published and much more. Now you would say that you have it backed up? Yes I did just the music. But it would take multiple external hard drives to have backed up everything which I cannot afford. The following day on Friday my tablet received a virus destroying everything including the tablet itself. At this point I felt the lowest I have ever felt ready to quit and throw in the towel. So on Saturday after being shut down by a few people about the Jamaica project I headed off to the mall for my daughter's eye examination. While I was at the food court waiting at a table and for the family as they went to other stores, the enemy came to me strong. Out of nowhere this beautiful African American lady who looked just like Ethel Waters ( now I grew up listening to Ethel's music. She was the first African American to really hit it big on Broadway back in the the 20s and 30s. But in 1955 she rededicated her life to the Lord at a Billy Graham crusade and from then on sang only gospel songs). When I saw her I immediately reached out to her and said “You look exactly like Ethel Waters.” She said “You are the second person who has said that to me. I am a pastor from Toronto.” She knew my friend Bishop Williams in Jamaica. I said to her where are you from originally she replied “I'm from Jamaica”! I was totally blown away. She then said “ I need to pray for you.” In the middle of the food court she started to pray like she was in her church on Sunday morning. On the other table were 10 teenage girls observing what was going on. I don't know what happened but I started to sing - his eye is on the sparrow- and the dear sister joined in she stopped and I finished the whole song everybody in the food court heard, when I was done the table of teenage girls applauded and cheered. About 15 min. more of preaching from the sister her last words were “don't give Satan the victory, don't give up”!
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