Boo! Is a ghetto term of endearment signifying a loved one that is highly prized
and greatly cherished. Could be a significant other, child or etc. Boo is also an old english word that is
commonly used to scare someone. Once bellowed it frightens the hearers. It indicates that either danger is very near,
past, or coming to you. Boo! Secondly it can be used lightly for a silly surprise. Thirdly it is yelled
out when something is poorly presented. Just Awful.
Awful - An old english word that technically means to be full of awe and wonder. Yet in more recent times it has grown
to mean awe inspired by something something terrible or of disguss. Webster's Dictionary defines
it this way:
1 : inspiring awe 2 : filled with awe: as a obsolete : afriad, terrified
b : deeply respectful or reverential 3 : extremely disagreeable or objectionable 4
: exceedingly great -- used as an intensive <an awful lot of money>
That word is also used to describe the wonders of God. Some say they are awful as in good and others mean
terrifying or even some others more at disssatisfying. JUst like in the story it depends on who you are, where
you are and it depends on the occaission.
So what's the occasion?
Yes Lord! How do we know when it is of God. Then God will say to you which God are you referring
to?
That's right folks it seems like Topsy Turvey day! In western society we teach that
the happy medium or the norm for healthy levels of happiness is something like a soft gentle breeze on a warm
spring day, furry snow white bunny rabbits, fuzzy yellow baby chicks, the smell of cinamon and apple pie in the oven, rosie
cheecks etc. Then boom this society drops a bomb on its own people forcing them to go crazy. That's right children
religious people are crazy. BOO! Oh yeah it's crazy. Buddist/Hindu priest put on white face and wooden shoes
and go about the temple stomping there feet and clapping there hands to ward of evil, mainstream christians teach that witchcraft
and magic are no no's but then the futher you go along BOO, they tell you to accept demons find a favorite one, have
sex with spirits, cast spells send curses, worship the devil so on and so forth. Pentecostals roll on the floor, tarry
at the alter saying Jesus Jesus Jesus over and over again it comes out more like g, g, g,... while spitting and sometimes
throwing up, its crazy. Oh yeah I'm crazy. I followed the voice of God and ended up stranded in L.A. Just
before coming to L.A. I was a minister of music at a local church in Tampa Bay Florida, I had been serving in ministry
in a church setting for over 10 years, all of my adult life. That's right folks I was happily minding my own business.
When trouble started again. I had been poisoned. I had suffered a stoke, I died a few times. While I and
my children were sleeping on each other on the couch I felt a gust of wind blast into the room and it blew my hair
about my head, the sound of the wind noised and russled. As that occured it was complete darkness except for the swirling
white ghost like streams in the air. I felt it pull I grabbed my children. I said "GET OUT." Then suddenly
it was over. My oldest daughter jumped up and hugged me I asked if she was okay and a few other questions. Needless
to say she say it too. My youngest daughter 3 years old at the time I had to awake to make sure she was still with
us. Booooooo! The next day we went to the grocery store because we had to eat, some of the people in the town
were wearing shirts that said "Get Out!" Because thats what I said the night before during the poltergeist attack in
our house. I talked to a few people they where non shalaunt, tried to explain it to the sheriff nothin doin.
"So we loaded up the truck and we moved to beverly..." so to speak. That's one big reason why we suddenly left.
We needed somewhere safe to live.
As a child around 8 years old, I took an daytime nap and dreamed o f clear blue sky with
fufy white clouds it appeared that pretty aweinspiring blue sky and the grassy rich green field were one, there were miniture
clouds close to the ground even smaller clouds on the ground I felt impressed to picke one up. I ate most of it.
It was as fresh and cool as an icy, slightly sweet like marshmello cream, and almost of the texture of iced or slightly frozen
marshmellow cream. When I attempted to make a comment on how good it tasted, I awoke. Had no idea what that stuff
ment. As an adult I've heard of manna, now I know the dream was God calling me to prophesy or preach. Some will
say... " Jada, Boo thats good," while some others will say..." oh no that's aweful you should have told
an adult you had that dream. So we can rebuke the angel that sent it. Do you know how hard life is for a prophet?"
At the time I would have said no, even more so I would have struggled to describe it. It seemed like it was more about
food and eating than anyhtingelse. Oh yeah it's crazy.
About a month ago the MTA bus dropped me off in Brentwood, California instead of Hollywood.
It was dark, around 12 am. I felt forces pushing me around finally I had no choice but to scream out to God saying "Help
me! Sometimes being with angels (and demons) is like being with the guys it seems a little unsafe." Then a
thick cloud from out of no where in the middle of the night came rolling from out of the night sky right to me. i
DECIDED i BETTER MAKE AN OFFERING SO i BEGAN TO SING A WORSHIP SONG. I quietly prayed I was in awe, thats right
it was aweful both magnificent and terrifying at the same time. I noticed that when I calmed down and my mind strayed
it floated away, I began to pray again the cloud came back. BOO! I ENDED MY PRAYER AND WAITED TILL MORINING IN
A NEAR BY HOTEL LOBBY. Surprisingly they let me in. In the moring I found a bus stop to take me back to some needful
resources. It was sunday morning. Again I started singing "Blessed Be the Lord Jah My Strenghth" and
in broad day light around 7 am the clouds started pouring down like milk in a clear glass on top of the hotel I said LORD
Its me over here as I waved my hands in the air. The hotel had quite a few floors but the sooke continued to pour down,
and it floated down the street it where to some oneelse on the opposite side of the street first who as at the other bus stop
going the other way. Again I contiued singing and waving my hands it came to me and cointinued to pour towards me till
I finished singing and praying. It then floated to a wooded area I said "it's to risky to stay in the
woods alone ... not enough supplies for me to go there. Technically its against the law to just camp there dangerous,
wild animals, bugs, etc." Then some one drove by and handed me some money. Praise Jah! or to some others BOO!
Oh yeah I'm crazy! It's crazy yall crazy! My Boo!
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