Be Aware of your surroundings

Motherโ€™s Day is approaching and I tell you the truth. If your mother is still living you should visit or call her and let her know you love and appreciate her.

My dear late mother Kecille Page was my best friend. She wasnโ€™t perfect but she was honest. She taught me good from evil. She taught me the streets. She was beautiful and educated and only wanted the best for me. My mother taught me that we live in a wicked world and made sure she sent me to church every time the church was open and the church bus was picking up the children in the hood/ projects. The first example of me witnessing we live in the wicked world was in 1989 when I warned my mother about her so called best friend. I told my mother the woman who shared the same porch as us. The woman who taught me how to braid hair. The woman she would drink, party and laugh with would shoot her. My mother told me to be quiet and never say anything bad like that again about her best friend. However, I warned my dear mother three times that her best friend was going to shoot her. My mother did not take heed to the warning coming out of her nine year old daughterโ€™s mouth, who had been baptized by water when I was seven. So, one day I almost missed the school bus and by the time I made it to school, I was ten at the time. I was called to the principleโ€™s office and told my mother was in an ambulance on her way to IT hospital because she had been shot by her neighbor.(her best friend) From this experience and many others I have learned friend will smile in your face while plotting to kill you. My mother outlived her shooter. The woman died of cancer.  Thatโ€™s how my oldest son Sidney was murdered. My mother made many mistakes while being a single mother having children at the tender age of thirteen. So, she was literally a baby having babies. Thank God for her mother who keep us all together to the best of her ability.

Stop assuming people are your friends! People will secretly plot against you. Just because you share a common interest or platform on social media or in your church means absolutely nothing. People will pretend to like you just to learn all your secrets and how you operate. They will withhold important information from you that will help you only to see you be destroyed. Pay close attention to what comes out of people your friends whether church folks or sinners. Remember, sinners had more respect for Jesus than religious folks. Religious folks will kill you by any means necessary. Just because they know the Bible means nothing. Satan knows the Bible. Wake up people and stop being deceived. Your enemy is right in you face. You are calling your enemy. Apostle, Prophet, Evangelist, Preacher, Teacher, Bishop, you administration team, your choir director and worship team. People secretly jealous and envious of you. Yet using your gift and talent to prosper them. Wake up!!

I want you all to understand that generational cycle are real and we must break the toxic cycles. There are both generational blessings and curses and itโ€™s up to us which ones we decide to pass on from generation to generation. Many of us keep passing down this dysfunctional family tradition. Many of us grew up in dysfunctional homes and now we live in dysfunctional homes. My God hear my heart. We should truly want better for our children and grandchildren. However, the problem with our children; is some of them donโ€™t want a positive change. As parents we need to do a serious self evaluation check about what we have exposed our children to knowingly and unknowingly.

I can admit that I definitely messed up with the type of men I was interested in. My dad is Nigerian and I love and honor him. However, I had told myself I would never be with a man like him or anything close to him because of lies my mother told me because she was bitter. Which, led me to dating hood boys from the projects who shared the same trauma as me basically. I found myself being attracted to anyone who was not like my dad. Not realizing my dad is a stand up guy. He was a single father and did his best with trying to raise a daughter and son on his own. A working man, provider and protective with standards, morals and values. I had no idea my mother was the problem on their relationship until I kept choosing toxic men and she could no longer handle my bad choices. She finally admitted to me that I need to make better choices and not rush into relationships. My toxic choices in men became domestic violence relationships. By the grace of God I have overcome! Hallelujah! However, years of toxicity left me angry and bitter. But thank God for Couseling, in my case antidepressants and anxiety medication and most importantly the blood of Jesus! I was able to overcome and be delivered from mental illness which many people in the body of Christ are dealing with but in denial.

This pandemic has definitely shown who is dealing with mental illness and they are totally in denial. My God from Zion help your people see.

I hope this read help open up some blind eyes to see.

Take care and be aware of your surroundings. Check peopleโ€™s motives. Pay attention to the words that come out of their mouths. You will be shocked at what people say especially during a heated discussion. No judgement, Iโ€™m just trying to set some people free.

Sincerely,

Rosina Akinola

Precious moments

My best friend

My mom and I on Motherโ€™s Day after Sidneyโ€™s death.

My mom and my son Sidneyโ€™s only son

I miss my mother

Published by Rosina Akinola

Supernatural Woman, Rosina Akinola is the founder of Save Our Families Incorporated non-profit organization for families who have lost loved ones due to violence. We are taking back our joy, by the Blood of Jesus. My oldest son Sidney Maurice Jackson Jr. was robbed and murdered on November 21, 2015. He was 19 years old, 6 months away for getting his Associates Degree in Business Management. He was also a new father, who was gunned down one day before his son Jaiden turned one month old November 22, 2015. Sidney was taken from us two days before my 37th birthday November 23rd. Sidney made one bad choice, which, cost him his life. I didnโ€™t find out until he was dead and gone. And by that time it was too late and I didnโ€™t want to hear it. Knoxville, Tennessee is a small city that is dying slowly. This city has lost so many young men and women due to senseless violence. There are so many families hurting as a whole. No one ever realizes that the mothers arenโ€™t the only ones hurting. The Fathers, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents and friends hurt as well. But, everyone grieves differently, because of their own personal relationship with the deceased loved one. But, most of all our youth hurt the most. They do not know how to handle grief at all. Weโ€™ve got to be more careful, when it comes to them. They will become severely depressed right in front of your eyes without you knowing it. How can I say this? Well, itโ€™s because it happened to me. I was so wrapped up in the loss of Sidney, two months to the date January 21, 2016 I almost lost my only daughter to suicide. I had to learn the hard way. Iโ€™m trying to prevent other families, from experiencing the same things my family has experienced. I want to be the voice for the mothers who are hurting too badly to SPEAK UP and SPEAK OUT. Iโ€™m trying to help families stay together and support each other. So, many families fall apart after the loss of a family member, especially a child. The Lord is my strengthโ€ฆ