Racial and Gender Equality
Azusa Street Leadership Team
The year for me was 1974. Disillusioned with all the structures of my era I experimented with many different experiences. My parents’ divorce left me disillusioned with the structure of marriage. The Pentagon papers and the Vietnam war left me disillusioned with the military and people in authority. President Nixon’s cover up of the break in at the Watergate, left me disillusioned with the presidency. George Wallace’s, assassination attempt in a presidential campaign, left me disillusioned with the populace. Systemic racism left me disillusioned with my race. Hope in the structures were lost and I was messed up, and everything I had put my hope in had been shaken and was being shaken. I was so lost; it is hard to describe. (If I did something stupid with you or to you during that time frame, please forgive me.)
Into this toxic mix of confusion, came a young hippy also named Craig, whose witness led me to a relationship with God, through Christ Jesus, and empowered by the Holy Spirit. At a prayer meeting at his house, I would be prayed over to receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit. Later that night I would pray for the very first time in a language I had not been taught. I prayed in a language given by the Holy Spirit after receiving the power that had been promised within a relationship with God as described in the Book of Acts.
To this day, a day has not passed that I have not continued to pray in a heavenly language with words that cannot be uttered in a learned language.
My mother and father and other family members and friends weren’t overly excited about all this. They questioned and made fun of me then, and it only added to my disillusionment with family and friends who were more comfortable with me being lost.
Their question is understood, especially with a little research, it was found that the experience and understanding of the Holy Spirit was traced back to a very unlikely source.
An African American male, together with a Caucasian woman, were leaders of a prayer meeting that grew so large they rented a warehouse along Azusa Street in Los Angeles, that began the modern outpouring of the Holy Spirit.
To this day, a day has not passed that I have not continued to pray in a heavenly language with words that cannot be uttered in a learned language.
Racial and gender equality combined in the leadership team of an African American preacher and the leadership skills of a woman to re-capture and re-emphasize an experience described in the Book of the Acts of the Apostles in the bible.
What a different world we would be experiencing today, if the systems of this world would have wholeheartedly embraced the leadership of an African American and a woman’s awakening to the Holy Spirit.
Quietly, under my breath, in soft whispers, my prayer times and in everything I do, a prayer is offered in the languages of heaven, that have been freely given by the giver of life.
The Holy Spirit continues to empower in the extraordinary and the ordinary
From exercise, to Real Estate, to weeding, to cooking, to cleaning, to leading, to loving, to ministering, to driving, to negotiating, to meditating, to do and to be in so many ways it is beyond description.
Within a relationship with God, through Christ Jesus, empowered by the Holy Spirit, lies the answers and answer to the racial and gender tensions in our country as well as the way out of the pandemic.
I still have distrust in all the systems of this world and still carry a wariness about solutions offered with the languages of earth by earthly leaders. My expectations are very low that earthly systems will solve our problems. I have extremely high hopes that by the power of the Holy Spirit, we will find sufficient grace to do and be everything we need to do and be to overcome. I have very high hopes that the Holy Spirit will lead us out of this mess and into a better future.
As a realtor, it would be an honor to see how the Lord will take an impossible real estate scenario and move it from impossible to settlement. Contact me, no matter where you live and together with the Lord, we will find a solution. Fair Housing Laws make it illegal to discriminate within the world of Real Estate. I have found no evidence of racial or gender discrimination among my peers in Real Estate. I cannot say the same about other structures I have participated in.
If, you, like I was, are still lost and disillusioned, contact me and together with the Lord will discover a way forward.