My Lord. I Am Still Standing.

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You know my quiet time with God hurts my heart sometimes and then he comforts me.

When I was younger I lived in Montgomery Village and my address was 1121 Cook Dr. That’s the address where my mother spoke the words, “You need to have an abortion and finish high school.” My son that I was pregnant with was killed on 11-21-15 and he was 19 years old. I was 16 years old when I moved back to Tennessee to 1121 Cook Drive from St.Louis in 1995.

This is the reason I never supported that stupid TV Show 16 and pregnant. There is nothing cute about being a teenager in your parents house and pregnant.

All three numbers are significantly connected in the worst way and no I understand why his death troubled my mother to her very own death. But, I know my other children will live and not die. My grandchildren will live and not die.

No more premature deaths in my legacy. I will not bury another child or any of my grandchildren. I will live a long, healthy and prosperous life. The promises of God are yes and Amen.

Trust, Obey, Believe and Love

Revelation from God is not always pretty. Stop acting like every word from God is to make you happy because some will make you cry.

Just thank Him for giving you peace, understanding and comfort during your difficult time. The Holy Spirit comforts me in a way no one can. It’s a feeling that is out of this world. And as I am typing this out I realize I am healed and set free from generational curses. They way he came about is not pretty or worth bragging about. But God’s grace has truly been sufficient for my living, children, grandchildren and myself. And I give Him all the glory and honor because I could have been dead. I could have been an alcoholic. I could have been standing on the streets selling my body. But God.

Who wouldn’t serve a God like this? Only a fool wouldn’t serve Him knowing what he has protected you from.

Spend some quiet time with God. You’ll be shocked at what he has to say, when you stop speaking.

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