As I wake up early in the morning around 5:30 am to be exact; I get my clothes on, grab my purse and jump on the 210 Metro going south on Crenshaw from Olympic boulevard.
Koreatown Artiste
I was living in Koreatown at the time, a nice area of Los Angeles south of Hollywood. I took pride in my one room studio apartment with exposed brick walls. I felt like a true artist in my meager surroundings. Koreatown is a special place for me because thatโs where I lived when I started learning about prayer and fasting.
West A COGIC
I got off the 210 bus right in front of West Angeles Church of God in Christ where I attended 6 a.m. prayer. As I walk inside the prayer room, many saints are already engrossed in prayer for our families, schools, city and nation. Intercessory prayer warriors is what they call us. What a fine group of people to be apart.
The Flesh is a Mess
As prayer time waned, Elder Taylor our leader approached the podium at the front of the room walking slowly. His austere presence of gray hair and nice suit with a commanding tone quickly grabbed our attention.
โThe flesh is a mess!โ Elder Taylor loudly pronounced. โThe flesh is a mess.โ
The sound of these inescapable and all too true words reign in my heart even today as I consider the ails of marital bliss, the breakdown of family life, and the demise of true love.ย
Listen as I retort the mortal meaning of such strange words.
Love healing hearts,
Shirah Chante