Genesis 12 verse 2-3 reads, "I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse you; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you."
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1972
(Davis pov)
I am officially 15 years old, so momma has to let me go out with daddy and uncle Lang to the festival!
"Hey, Ma, don't wait for me!" I yelled, hurrying up to leave as I gathered my rag and harmonica. So close to leaving the room and heading out the door, I felt a hand stopped me, touching my arm. "I am just going to shoeshine at the barbershop." I assured with a smile, hoping she lets me go, but instead she gave me a look, and that concern firm look of hers had me sitting me down at the table with no second thoughts. DANG, AM I IN TROUBLE!? WHAT I DO?
"Mama, wha--"
"THIS!"
*FLASHBACK-school*
"Alright, everyone. Last class, we were going over 'Sense and Sensibility', where our chara—"
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"Oh p--pleaaassse! Like they would let some skinny bush bean boy out with us. Look at him, he doesn't even look decent, Booker T? More like, Eye Booger T."
"Let me tell you something, you salty white cracker!" And just like that, his jaw immediately went left once I punched him, and honestly it felt really good. I know my mom and the big guy up there wouldn't be happy with this, but I had to.
*FLASHBACK END*
Two days later...
My friends and I were chatting as we left to go to this silly "Friendsgiving Event. While going to the event after my Literature class, which I am grateful not to have anything from, I saw someone.
*Festival- 'Friendsgiving'
"...Uhm!"
Spending time with friends and my peers with my eyes on the window, I realized a tall figure who walked in the building, was staring at us. "Yo, who is that old white guy over there, with an intense look?" I asked, suddenly feeling a bit of discomfort with practically everything. "My guess is he's a speaker somewhere." My friend James commented, shrugging as he politely waved 'hello' to the man.
As the guy was coming up to us, my heart was racing with a burst of nerves, but it's probably just nothing too serious. "Faciler, will you come here for a moment? I have a question for you and I'm sure it'll meets your needs."
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