Just For Me…

Just For Me…

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Happy Good Friday Ya’ll! Just popping on here to share one of the songs that remind me of the great gift God gave me when He gave His son on Calvary just for me. I’m so unworthy but forever grateful! Happy Easter season! Enjoy time with your friends, family and take great pride that someone made the greatest sacrifice Just for you!

xoxo

What does the cross of Jesus mean?
It’s more than songs we sing, yeah
Much more than that emblem on your chain
But it means I’m free, yes from the chains of slavery
And the blood that shed won’t let my sins remain, oh my

Upon the cross my Saviour died, the Lamb was crucified
Showed us love that this world had never known
Oh what love, divine so divine, true a love you’ll never find
So that we might live, love came and died alone, Hallelujah

Well the Cross will always represent the love God had for me
When the Lord of glory, Heaven sent gave all on calvary
He did it just for me, just for me, Hallelujah
Jesus came and did it just for me, help me say

Well the Cross will always represent the love God had for me
When the Lord of glory, Heaven sent gave all on calvary
Just for me, just for me
Jesus came and did it just for me

Just for me, just for me
Jesus came and did it just for me
Just for me, just for me
Jesus came and did it just for me

(http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/donniemcclurkin/justforme.html)

Freedom!

Freedom!

As black history month draws to a close let’s just take a moment to reflect and give thanks for our freedoms. Here in North America we are free to worship God without prejudice and express ourselves without persecution. Many others in various parts of the world don’t have the same freedoms that we do. Women in many parts of the world, don’t have the liberty to live freely…. I hope that one day we will all share the same freedoms we all at times take for granted.

“And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

                Free at last! Free at last!

                Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!  

I’m blessed! Not only am I physically free, but I’m free in Christ Jesus! Let Freedom Ring!!

xoxo

Selma Is Now….

Selma Is Now….

Yesterday I watched the Oscars….they were super boring to me this year. I love Neil Patrick Harris, however I find his Oscar hosting performance to have fallen lackluster. It was very ” How I Met Your Mother”. Don’t get me wrong I loved that show,I just don’t know if that time of humour really resonated with the caliber of the Oscar crowd.

Let’s briefly talk about the fashion. There were some beautiful pieces, but there wasn’t anything that really blew me away. However these three dress caught my attention on the red carpet. Nothing phenomenal, but nevertheless three dresses that I would definitely wear.

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Emma Stone is wearing Elie Saab.
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Gwyneth Paltrow is wearing Ralph & Russo Couture
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Reese Witherspoon is wearing Tom Ford.

The glitz and the glamour of the Oscars are always fun to watch, but this year all of that was overshadowed by a single performance. John Legend and Common’s rendition of their Oscar-winning Song of the Year “Glory”, moved the entire auditorium ( and myself!) to tears and leaping to their feet. Check  out the lyrics to the song and watch the performance here:

One day when the glory comes

It will be ours, it will be ours

One day when the war is won

We will be sure, we will be sure
Oh glory

Hands to the Heavens, no man, no weapon
Formed against, yes glory is destined
Every day women and men become legends
Sins that go against our skin become blessings
The movement is a rhythm to us
Freedom is like religion to us
Justice is juxtapositionin’ us
Justice for all just ain’t specific enough
One son died, his spirit is revisitin’ us
Truant livin’ livin’ in us, resistance is us
That’s why Rosa sat on the bus
That’s why we walk through Ferguson with our hands up
When it go down we woman and man up
They say, “Stay down”, and we stand up
Shots, we on the ground, the camera panned up
King pointed to the mountain top and we ran up

Now the war is not over, victory isn’t won
And we’ll fight on to the finish, then when it’s all done
We’ll cry glory, oh glory
We’ll cry glory, oh glory

Selma is now for every man, woman and child
Even Jesus got his crown in front of a crowd
They marched with the torch, we gon’ run with it now
Never look back, we done gone hundreds of miles
From dark roads he rose, to become a hero
Facin’ the league of justice, his power was the people
Enemy is lethal, a king became regal
Saw the face of Jim Crow under a bald eagle
The biggest weapon is to stay peaceful
We sing, our music is the cuts that we bleed through
Somewhere in the dream we had an epiphany
Now we right the wrongs in history
No one can win the war individually
It takes the wisdom of the elders and young people’s energy
Welcome to the story we call victory
Comin’ of the Lord, my eyes have seen the glory

I bawled like a big ol’ baby when I saw that performance and I continued to bawl when they won their Oscar and John delivered these words in their acceptance speech:

“Selma is now,” Legend began. “The struggle for justice is now. The Voting Rights Act that they fought for fifty years ago is being compromised right now in this country today. Right now the struggle for justice is real. We live in the most incarcerated country in the world. There are more black men under correctional control today than were under slavery in 1850. When people march with our song, we want to tell you: we see you, we are with you, we love you, and march on.”

He’s right.  50 years after that monumental march,people are being persecuted and targeted  everyday because of the colour of their skin. Not only the colour of their skin but their gender, religion and class or status. If we look at it, not that much has changed in 50 years… sad but true. Yes, we are no longer physical slaves, but we have now become slaves to our minds, slaves to society and slaves to ourselves.

We owe it to Dr King to take up the mantle and continue the fight for justice. Not only for ourselves, but for the generations to come. Let’s not let his ( and the work of countless others) go in vain… Selma is now! March on!

xoxo