It Takes Faith

1 Corinthians 2:5 – That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.

Greetings in this 2018 New Year!

Or should I really say, Thank you Lord for saving me yet again.

After months of being in and out of the hospital, doctors and emergency room visits, I lay in my bed after having heart surgery in late December.

The surgery went well and I am recuperating slowly. I am with pain and feel somewhat discomfort. But each day I can say that God has been good to me.

Right now, my thoughts aren’t so much on the physical pain or the mounting medical bills but more on what plans do God have for me going forth?

As much as I was fighting going through the surgery and praying that it wouldn’t happen, it did. I had to accept the fact that as much as we pray for God to change our situation and turn our circumstances around, oftentimes, our own selfish pride gets in the way of hearing the Lord’s answer to us.

When we finally surrender to God we can choose to be bitter or broken.

I chosen  the latter.

I needed to be broken so that my relationship with Christ would be as genuine and trustworthy as He is to me.

Now, laying in my bed and gently shifting from right side to left side, I now recognize that my life as I knew it is shifting too. What I thought would be a journey of good health will now be about the healing power of God.

It is often difficult for a Christian to admit that we are not excluded from sickness, whether it be of a minor nature or as devastating as cancer. What we have to learn and accept is that we must go through the process with God or without Him. It is of our own choosing.

Yes, I will declare to anyone that it takes faith to live this Christian journey.

It takes even greater faith to believe God when He tells us that, “He will never leave us or forsake us.”

As each day is given to me to live another day, I must have faith to have faith.

Finally, I want to thank all of you who are praying for me and continue to do so. I do appreciate your heartfelt prayers and gratefulness to all of you who have faith to believe in the impossible.

My friends, it takes faith.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2018 The Year of Our Lord

Faith/A Short Film

Share a Rose

Ephesians 5:11 – And have no fellowship with the unfruitful works of darkness, but rather reprove [them].

In the past seven days all hell seems to have broken out. Not that this is unusual because if we are honest with ourselves, the world is doing what a sinful world does. It sins.

The horrific terror attacks in Spain and Charlottesville, Virginia is unfortunately soon to be the new normal.

Hate can never disguise itself. No matter where one lives on this earth, hate prevails loudly and with more intensity when given the opportunity to challenge the spirit of loving one another and living in peace.

What seems to be a sad statement of our society is that the confederate statues that are being fought over are mute. They represent a time of darkness in this nation that many would prefer to shove to the side or hide under a false narrative.

And as we view the evilness of terrorist attacks throughout the world, we know that using one’s religion to justify hate is not of God.

So here we are today in 2017 with the loud voice of hate raising it voices and one world leader justifying this hate because hate is in his own heart.

One only need asks one self. How does one overtake this new surge of hatred?

I would like to make the suggestion of one looking at the successful efforts of those who fought against the many facets of hate and evil by fighting back with non-violent movements (and there are times war has to bring about peace).

One particular movement known as White Rose is a good example of how youth stood against evil.

I want to thank a family member for sharing this historical article about the White Rose movement that started in Germany by students during the beginning of World War II.

In 1942, Hans Scholl, a medical student at the University of Munich, his sister Sophie, Christoph Probst, Willi Graf, and Alexander Schmorell knew that their silence of what was taking place by Adolph Hitler and the Third Reich needed to be exposed to the German people.

How did the White Rose movement get out their message to the people of Germany?

Through leaflets *pamphlets.

These students understood that hate and evil needed to be confronted and they didn’t use excuses to do the will of the Lord.

Their movement faced termination in 1943 but not their spirit to stand against the wiles of the enemy.

For additional information I have embedded the link to the White Rose movement and current activities and chapters (White Rose Society) in the United States.

Lastly,  the video on this post was  inspired by a  creative spirit who wanted to share this rose with you, so that you may share it with others. The dates within the video have historical meanings and should make you want to know how these periods in history has effected all our lives.

In God we trust. Reflect. Pray and Resist hate and share a rose today.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2017 The Year of Our Lord

The White Rose-We Need Love Not Hate  -Song- Love’s  In Need of Love Today by Stevie Wonder


Life Little Gems

Matthew 10:39 – He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.

What is life little gems?

Well, it all depends on what you view as unique and special.

Oftentimes I come across a gem that I will share with others.

One gem I found is a story that got my attention and made my heart skip a beat.

The story is untitled and the author is unknown. Perhaps this is why the story itself was so fulfilling to me. I do hope you will find this gem to be so valuable that you are willing to share it with others.

This story can be found at God’s Little Acre


Read on Air by Phil Foley, Host of Tabernacle Presbyterian Church’s Good News From Tab Program on 12/6/2000

After a few of the usual Sunday evening hymns, the church’s pastor slowly stood up, walked over to the pulpit and, before he gave his sermon for the evening, briefly introduced a guest minister who was in the service that evening. In the introduction, the pastor told the congregation that the guest minister was one of his dearest childhood friends and that he wanted him to have a few moments to greet the church and share whatever he felt would be appropriate for the service.

With that, an elderly man stepped up to the pulpit and began to speak. “A father, his son, and a friend of his son were sailing off the Pacific Coast,” he began, “when a fast approaching storm blocked any attempt to get back to shore. The waves were so high that, even though the father was an experienced sailor, he could not keep the boat upright, and the three were swept into the ocean as the boat capsized.”

The old man hesitated for a moment, making eye contact with two teenagers who were, for the first time since the service began, looking somewhat interested in the story. The aged minister continued with his story. “Grabbing a rescue line, the father had to make the most excruciating decision of his life: to which boy he would throw the other end of the life line. He only had seconds to make the decision. The father knew that his son was a Christian, and he also knew that his son’s friend was not. The agony of his decision could not be matched by the torrent of the waves. As the father yelled out, ‘I love you, son!’, he threw out the life line to the son’s friend. By the time the father had pulled the friend back to the capsized boat, his son had disappeared beneath the raging swells into the black of night. His body was never recovered.”

By this time, the two teenagers were sitting up straight in the pew, anxiously waiting for the next words to come out of the old minister’s mouth. “The father,” he continued, “knew his son would step into eternity with Jesus, and he could not bear the thought of his son’s friend stepping into an eternity without Jesus. Therefore, he sacrificed his son to save the son’s friend. How great is the love of God that He could do the same for us. Our heavenly Father sacrificed His only begotten Son that we could be saved. I urge you to accept His offer to rescue you and take hold of the life line.”

With that, the old man turned and sat back down in his chair as silence filled the room. The pastor again walked slowly to the pulpit and delivered a brief sermon with an invitation at the end. However, no one responded to the appeal. Within minutes after the service, the two teenagers were at the old man’s side. “That was a nice story,” politely said one of the boys, “but I don’t think it was very realistic for a father to give up his only son’s life in hopes that the other boy would become a Christian.”

“Well, you’ve got a point there,” the old man replied, glancing down at his worn Bible. Sorrow began to overtake the old man’s smiling face as he once again looked up at the boys and said, “It sure isn’t very realistic, is it? But I’m here today to tell you that I understand more than most the pain God must have felt to give up His only Son. For you see, I’m the man who lost his son to the ocean that day, and my son’s friend that I chose to save is your pastor.” – Author Unknown –

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2017 The Year of Our Lord

Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. and Hope

Romans 12:12 – Rejoicing in hope; patient in tribulation; continuing instant in prayer;

In honor of Martin L. King, Jr. Day, I would hope that at this point in time with a divided nation that we reflect on the benefits of activism.

Listening to some of my friends sigh in disappointment about the change of administration under the leadership of a Donald Trump and his appointees has them decrying whoa, pain and hopelessness.

Nevertheless, no matter how many times that Trump makes outlandish remarks and attempts to belittle those who come against him.

If you know your history, Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. wasn’t about hopelessness.

As a matter of fact, Dr. King’s actions and purpose was the embodiment of hope for not only people of color, but also for all people who live under the oppression of evil and the wicked.

This coming Monday, attention throughout these United States and abroad will highlight the life and legacy of Dr. Martin L. King, Jr.

Just to remind you that even to have Dr. King, Jr. birthday as a national holiday was also a hard-fought battle and seemed to be hopeless.

However, those who believed that Dr. King, Jr. deserved a holiday to commemorate his civil rights leadership and accomplishments stead the course and saw the victory.

Yes, with so many words, this incoming executive branch of our government has a great deal to be concern about (as with any new president coming into office).

Yet, let not hopelessness rule our lives.

Hopelessness is for those who would rather give up than turn to move the ship forward.

Martin L. King, Jr. was not about hopelessness because if he were…we would not be celebrating his life on January 16, 2017.

Live with hope!

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2017 The Year of Our Lord

Danny Gokey – Hope in Front of Me

But God

Romans 5:8 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.

Greetings to everyone in 2017 and my prayers for each of you are to put all your trust and faith in the Living God.

Okay, now that 2017 has arrived. The question I pose to you today is this.

What now?

Are you still in the same old mindset that you will be making drastic changes in your life but it won’t be today but tomorrow?

Remember that tomorrow is not promise to any of us.

But God is the One with the power to decide how long we shall live.

Okay, you made New Year’s resolutions for this year.

What now?

Is this but yet another one of your traditions that within a period of seconds, minutes, hours or weeks, they are discarded yet again?

My friends, what we have neglected is that the future is “today”.

For me and every day that God gives me to live on this earth. I am going to do something that produces fruit. And the fruit that I speak about is doing something for someone else by placing my needs and wants on the back-burner.

How does one go about doing what seems such a big task?

Start at this moment to pray for others and you will see and feel the difference in your life.

But God! Can do the impossible for all of us.

Have no time?
Ephesians 5:16 – Redeeming the time, because the days are evil.

Have no strength?
1 Chronicles 16:11 Seek the LORD and his strength;  seek his presence continually!

Have no faith?
1 Corinthians 2:5 – That your faith should not stand in the wisdom of men, but in the power of God.

Have no courage?
Psalms 27:14 – Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.

Have no trust?
Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

Have no knowledge?
Proverbs 1:7 – The fear of the LORD [is] the beginning of knowledge: [but] fools despise wisdom and instruction.

Have no resources?
Philippians 4:19 But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2017 The Year of Our Lord


 Isaac Carree feat. James Fortune -But God

Merry Christmas 2016


Isaiah 9:6-7
For to us a child is born,
    to us a son is given,
    and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
    Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
    Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Of the greatness of his government and peace
    there will be no end.
He will reign on David’s throne
    and over his kingdom,
establishing and upholding it
    with justice and righteousness
    from that time on and forever.
The zeal of the Lord Almighty
    will accomplish this.

Extending a very Merry Christmas to you and your family. Celebrate Jesus and not the trappings of commercialism. Resolve in your heart to know that the greatest gift given to all mankind is Jesus Christ our Savior.

Be blessed on behalf of my family and The Counterfeit Christian Blog family

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christmas
2016 The Year of Our Lord

Where Is Your Faith?

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1

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It was 2:55 a.m. when Stephen pulled the plastic cover over his shoulders to keep the cold winter draft from his small frame of a body. He was wearing all the clothes he had to bed. These were his street clothes and nightwear. Stephen was a homeless child who made his way through life on the streets of Los Angeles, after being abandoned by his maternal grandmother.

Stephen tossed and turned on the corrugated boxes that he had turned into a makeshift bed. He was freezing cold and his stomach was growling because he had no food to eat for the past seventy-two hours.

At the age of fourteen, Stephen was more like a man-child. He had to learn to grow up fast in order to survive the rough streets of L.A.

It was now 3:15 a.m. and Stephen was still wide awake. Knowing that he would not get any sleep, he pulled out a little small bible that he kept neatly tucked inside his shirt sleeve. This was the only valuable piece of life he could cling to. This was his mother’s bible and she gave it to him right before she dropped him off to his grandmother’s house to be cared for.

His grandmother really had no desire to take care of Stephen. The only thing she wanted from life was to gamble, smoke pot and drink alcohol. She was always complaining about how her life turned out. She never had anything good to say about anybody except for her black cat Wiley. Wiley she loved. But Stephen and his mother, she expressed her hatred for them on a daily basis.

It was 3:30 a.m. when Stephen knelt down and prayed. He wasn’t going to let the darkness stop him or the other homeless kids around him make him ashamed in believing that God was with him.

As soon as Stephen started praying, a bright flashlight beamed into his face, at first, Stephen instinct was to run. But, he felt something stir inside of him and heard a voice that told him, “don’t run.”

Stephen stared into the light that was shining in his direction. He wasn’t afraid. He felt a calming peace surrounding him.

“Okay kids, wake up,” spoke the voice holding the flashlight. “We’re from the Rescue Mission and we want to help you kids get into a safe place.”

The dark and quiet room suddenly came alive. The pile of rags and boxes revealed approximately eight young people in the dilapidated building. The rescue worker holding the flashlight was now joined by fifteen other men and women, holding out brown bags and bottles of water.

It was 7:00 a.m. the sun was rising. Stephen opened his eyes and smiled. He was wearing a new pair of pajamas. He stretched out his arms and cried. Then, he got out of the bed and knelt down to pray.

“Dear God Our Father. Thank you for hearing my prayer. I believe You when You told me that You would never leave me or forsake me. I want to thank you for the new pajamas, warm bed and food to eat. Now Lord, help me find my mother so that we can be back together again.”

Stephen got up and lifted up his bed pillow and took hold of his bible. Leafing through the bible, he stopped at the book of Hebrews 11.

He read the first verse of Hebrews 11 out loud. “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for…the evidence of things not seen.”

Then he turned to verse six of the same chapter. “But without faith, it is impossible to please Him. For He that cometh to God must believe that He is…and that He is a rewarder of them that diligently seek Him.”

It was 12 noon and a surprise visitor entered the Rescue Mission.

The story ends but not without this question to you.

Where is your faith?

In Him Alone
The Counterfeit Christian

2016 The Year of Our Lord

Where Is Your Faith –Clark Sisters & Rev Walter Hawkins



The Parable of the Perfect Man

Ecclesiastes 7:20 For there is not a just man on earth who does good  And does not sin.

The Parable of the Perfect Man

There is a story about a man who spent his waking hours attempting to become the perfect man.

He had no family. He had no friends. He had neighbors but refused to exchange any pleasantries among them. One day, while he was awake, he heard the sound of weeping at his front door.

He looked through the peek hole but saw no one there. He retreated back to working on improving his perfection. When again, he stopped, because he heard the sound of weeping at his back door. He tiptoed to the back window and peered outside. But he saw no one. He hunched his shoulders and went back to working on improving his perfection.

Now, all day long and throughout the night, this man who wanted to become perfect was awakened by weeping sounds flowing throughout his entire house. By the next morning, this man who thought himself to be perfect was beside himself.

“I tell you,” he said to himself. “Something is happening to me. Am I going crazy? Is there really weeping I am hearing…or is this a terrible trick someone is playing on me?”

As the man who wanted to be perfect sat down to drink a cup of coffee and eat a slice of toast. He began to hear the weeping sound once again. But this time, it was even closer than he could imagine.

Soon, the weeping became so loud that the man who wanted to be perfect couldn’t control himself any longer.’

Much to his surprise as he glanced down into his cup of black coffee and took notice of the reflection of his face. That is when he realized where the weeping was coming from.

It was coming from him.

The man who wanted to be perfect had discovered that his desire to be perfect, had made him a lonely and bitter man.

He had to acknowledged that he himself had created an imperfect life for himself.

At that moment, the man who wanted to be perfect had a decision to make.

Was perfection worth the loneliness?

Everyone who reads this story has time to think about this man’s journey for perfection. Are you like the man who desires to be perfect?

Or are you content in being who God created you to be?

Think on it.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2016 The Year of Our Lord

The Walls Group – Perfect People Lyrics

Dream Killers

A man’s gift makes room for him, And brings him before great men. Proverbs 18:16

There is nothing worse than someone telling another person that their dream or dreams don’t matter.

It is mind-boggling to hear someone speak negatively into someone else’s life about what that person can’t achieve.

Dreamers dream.

Dream killers kill dreams.

Those who are quick to make an assumption about another person ability may have been in their past a dreamer who dreams were killed by one or more dream killers.

How does one live or better yet, avoid dream killers? Of this I know. You can choose to either believe the dream killer(s) opinion and remain under their power.

Or you can bow out from their presence and move forward.                   road-song-03-800px

I myself have chosen to do the latter.

And if anything that makes the exit from dream killers the right decision. It is that with each passing year, you find that your dream(s) yet realized is still your dream until the end.

Giving up is not part of the plan for those who are determined to succeed. Dream killers feed on weakness. They are drawn to the smell of self-doubt and fear.

Dream killers are dreamers but they surrendered their dreams so that they don’t have to go through the struggle, rejection, and hard work to realize their dream.

Once a dream killer overtakes a dreamer, they move on to fresh bait.

But I thank God for the Spirit that dwells within me.

That Spirit tells me not to pay heed to the dream killers but focus on the promise.

And that is what you have to do if you are a dreamer.

Hold on to your dream.

No matter how old you are…how much you may lack in material things…or may not be in the best of health.

Your dream deserves to be lived out. And one day…the impossible will come to light.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2016 The Year of Our Lord

Is Failure Your Best Friend?

For a righteous man may fall seven times And rise again, But the wicked shall fall by calamity  Proverbs 24:16

I went to a woman’s business conference in hopes of learning new marketing skills and also to meet other like-minded entrepreneurs.

The conference drew a very small group of women business owners from the Tri-State area. Actually, the majority of the women in attendance had just started their businesses and were hoping to network.

Since the group of women business owners was few in number for the large hotel conference room, we were asked to move to a smaller meeting room.

As we settled into our new surroundings, a few of the women began to complain that the room’s temperature was too cold. Another one complained that the chair she was sitting on was too hard. Then another woman chimed in that the cold beverages were not to her liking.

Right at that moment. I was contemplating just leaving the conference.

As I pushed my chair gradually from the table, the room lights went out. It was pitched black in the room.

A few seconds later, the lights came back on. And standing in front of the speaker’s podium was a woman dressed in shabby clothing. Hair matted to her head and she was holding a filthy pillowcase full of what appeared to be clothing and small household appliances.

Well. The appearance of this woman drew all eyes on her. How could you not notice someone who appeared to be homeless and perhaps dealing with a mental health issue.

As the women quieted down. Music in the background began to be played. Everyone in the room, including myself, looked around, trying to find out exactly what was going on.

Then the most unusual thing happens.

The homeless woman standing in front of the podium began to sing an old gospel song.

Her singing voice was so powerful that you didn’t notice anything about her outward appearance.

At that very moment, we realized that she was a participant in the conference.

As she kept singing, she began to discard the ragged clothing she was wearing. Even the matted hair which was a wig she pulled off.

Once the music stopped playing…the ladies in the room stood and gave the singer a standing ovation.

As we sat back down…the singer introduced herself. But again, not in the traditional way.

Her words still resonate in my head.

“Good morning ladies…You just met someone who used to be my best friend. Her name is Failure. Now, Failure was one of the reasons I was once homeless and without hope. Failure tired to convince me that Success would never befriend someone like me. But Failure was a liar. Everyone…meet my new and forever best friend Success.”

This had to be one of the best conferences I have ever attended…and it was worth me staying.

Today is Monday and for some, you have given up on ever believing that things will change in your life. Nonetheless, this is not the time for you to give-in to your best friend named Failure. No. This is the moment you give Failure his or her walking papers.

Failure will show up at times in your life…But you do not have to make Failure your best and only friend.

God didn’t create you to be a failure.

In Him Alone

The Counterfeit Christian
2016 The Year of Our Lord

Impose Your Will-Inky Johnson