Saturday Gospel

Question

When questions like this have to be asked, you know marriage is dismal. There are couples who really think they're entitled to an affair if their spouse is ill, shakes head. When you marry, you take the good with the bad. Sickness and health, better or worse, rich or poor, etc. If you're not ready to love your spouse through the good & bad, don't bother marrying. Honestly, I respect people who know the risks of marriage and choose not to marry; they know their limits so you can't be mad at that.

Thursday Gospel

When you're tempted to meddle in someone's business, read this:

It doesn’t cost anything to mind your own business. If more people tended to their own affairs, the world would be a better place.

— Florida Made (@RichardMIATL) August 2, 2018

I'm Not Going Nowhere

I'm Not Going Nowhere

The above video clip is of a black patron being asked to leave the restaurant. According to the patron, it's because of his race, but the manager received complaints about this same patron being disrespectful. I don't know who or what to believe, but I will say this: Why argue about staying in a business that doesn't want your money? If you're asked to leave, LEAVE. No need to cause a scene. Restaurants and other businesses have the right to refuse service to whomever they see fit, and they don't need a reason. I know it's pathetic, but so is the world in which we live. If that were me, and I'm asked to leave, I would take my money elsewhere; period. There's plenty other restaurants that would accept his money, so it's easier to go where you're appreciated; that's what I would do.

Second Chances

New Orleans rapper C-Murder is about to go free because a witness recanted their statement. If that's the case, C better lay low and focus on his rap career. Moral of this is when you get a second chance at life, don't screw it up.

— Florida Made (@RichardMIATL) August 1, 2018

Today's Word

I try to keep this in mind when I'm asking God for things, and it seems like I'm getting nowhere.

Smelling Yourself