Minds Thoughts Feelings & Reality

by Christopher James Wade


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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 13/06/2006

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 8.25x11
Page Count : 124
ISBN : 9781420893137

About the Book

Real Faith Stands

 

Through faith I can do anything but fail. The seed of the successor is equivalent to the top of the highest mountain, but the seed of the endures goes beyond measurements. I have dealt with hurts, pains, deaths, sorrows, tears, laughter, bitterness, anger, malice, envies, torments, losses, and much much, more, but I shall not deal with defeat. Defeat is to conquer. I will strive to have faith as the mustard seed. When I am down I will rise above the occasion of my situation. I will gain the strength through the source of my faith and confess the risen savior, Jesus the Christ. That mustard seed will I be that muscles its way through the rocky land. I am He. He who when I have planted myself deep below the surface that the only way out is up. I will lift up my eye unto the hills which cometh my health. I will rise through the hardest of triumphs. Once I am Up, I shall branch out to share with this world my good news. For as I am call upon I shall answer. I shall never be silent, but I will know when to listen. And when it is time, I shall share my great fortune. I will then again open my mouth to unleash the abundance of my heart. For the joy of my salvation is in the Lord. Those whom will hear, let them to listen, but those who chooses not, let them sit up erected to watch the ways of my living. Though I may sometimes tarry. It shall not be long. The enemies for my footstool have been places in the four corners of the earth. I shall not forget that they are there. I have made clear my pathway through the name of my heavenly father. Nothing shall prevalence me. The hands of my predator can not pluck me from the joy that has been bestowed upon me. I shall and will be a vessel that overflows with living water. My heart is overwrought with so much joy that I can not contain it all. Even though my outward appearance may look weary, my soul makes boast my triumphs. My roots are as living vessels that are nourished to the fullness of my faith. I am that tree planted by the rivers of water, I shall not be moved.

 

                                                Christopher James Wade


About the Author

Christopher (Chris) was born in Roxboro, North Carolina, December 23, 1963, Father and mother By Rev. James and Thessie Wade. Truly blessed to have both parents living and married for 43 years. He was the third 0f six siblings, two sisters and three brothers, (Phyllis, Karl, Edward, Deborah, and Joseph) with one brother residing in heaven, passing away at infancy leaving him the middle child and baby twice. Living on the countryside of the small town Oxford, where communities and families were surrounded in love and support of one another, “ It took neighborhoods to raise a child” as the elderly would put it. He looked to everyone as being someone important and special. Farming was the big side of business. Responsibility for education, health, and parenting was left to everyone who was an adult. Saturday and Sundays were days of family gatherings, church and visitation to the elders. He graduated from J.F. Webb Senior High School 1982, joined the United States Army 28 February 1983. Serviced this Country in States and Countries such as Virginia, Honduras, Pamama, Puerto Rico, Germany, Washington State, North and South Carolina, Ukraine, Turkey, Norway and Kuwait. Today he is still an active service member and has served over 22 ½ years.

 He is a Father of two Blessed young men, Christopher Chad, and Trey Deon Wade, Mothered by Miss Cherie A.W. Cooper of Hope Mills North Carolina. He believes that individuals are whom God made them out to be. There is no need of people changes. You have the mind to collect your own thought from life experiences, realizing we all have feeling that can and will change, but the reality of life is, we are one people. God’s People