Thatfunctional Family

By John E. Pitts

Take one step and you can easily find something that divides and/or separates a people without seeking it. Take another step and that negative you did not seek has already spoken to your eyes causing blindness rendering dependency of destruction on yourself and your neighbor you think you see.
Thatfunctional Family is a step to a process to speak slowly after you have been of good assistance against a wrong that is called truth.
Definition: verb
Thatfunctional - A call to speak a positive in obvious disarray: 2. A literal holding of the tongue in order to speak calm into and about a situation. 3. Seeing what you know to be real and finding the faith with the act to bring a truer reality.
Being functional in today's society is not enough. We need to call "It" out: whatever, "That" is with a faith which only has merit upon an action of help showing a stamped move only to be deemed Thatfunctional.

• Language: English
• Publisher: BookBaby
• Release date: Dec 10, 2016
• ISBN: 9780997119312

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First Session

I Am So Sorry!

Before I do anything….!

Before a move is made….!

Let the first stitching’s of my blanket begin with repentance. And I hope that it is seen, heard, felt and touched in every fiber of work. Let these hands forevermore be used to write the inspired word of God to the unsuspecting warm heart.

Be it through boldness of what is placed

Or

Through the tears that are counted by the Lord.

Let the laughter of Joy be heard over work well received and even from the stomping’s on the hard heart making it tender for the use of something deeper than a good work, but unto eternal lasting as long as life itself because that and this work was inspired by Eternal Life.

I don’t look much to the heavens anymore simply because it constantly comes to the ground around me. So, my determination is to bring it to the I See and Don’t See. At one time, I put a lid on the river, but after getting up from being knocked down off my high horse; now I fight to keep it off!

It is to the end of what I use to be that is to the gain of what my neighbor is to become. That being you the reader. The vary recipient of a word I with hostility at one time held back. I have learned that it is not the influences and achievements that I so desperately sought in strengthening this natural mind so that I in my ways may be seen getting ahead.

The eyes of Man have no weight in comparison to the eyes of the Lord.

It is to fellowship with Life for Life to not only be spread while living, but also shown to approval in his and her approach unto a goodly expected end unto life eternal. And that end must be worked for from the very beginning of pure repentance.

I owe so many apologies! Including to those that I never met and maybe, just maybe to those I will soon meet.

I don’t mean a snide prideful prep in stating I’d like to apologize withholding the deeper emotion of what this is about trying to hide with all mental and physical toughness from the sincerity of the matter.

So, you won’t hear: I’d like to apologize! And that is it! No!

With a locked hidden motive trying to hear your wrongs in order to feel good about myself:

That is not going to happen!!!

I ain’t gonna make time for it!!! OK!

What you will see, feel, touch and hear is that I am Sorry for running from the Lord neglecting His desire to use these words to help people with the Good News worth understanding.

I Am Sorry! For being gone so long – especially in the time of need for said understanding to bring forth healing from what I thought was a useless WORD. I see it is the healing that is so desperately needed by the spirit, soul, body and mind.

I Am Sorry! For running for 30 plus years with the anger that had a vice grip on Moses. Not only willing, but criticizing everything outward and inward when it came to the person: becoming a lead advocate dishing out cursing’s on any one, group or people.

My own selfishness and all the demons that have been stripped from me with all manner of cursing’s I had for Man, have been pried from my once cold finger tips. An accuser standing before the Thrown of Grace I am no more. Satan will no longer receive my assistance in standing before God spitting on the Lords Image.

Count me as a Server!

As a Stewart!

As a Host!

I personally have been placed on punishment 3 times in my life by God the spirit Himself. First 2 lasting about 2 years and the 3rd lasting 4 to 5 years which ended in the first quarter of 2012.

No More

Chastisements

No More

Punishments

I’ve had

ENOUGH!

No More Fighting God

Determined to win against a person He deemed to

Dangerous toward the Body!

You Win Lord!

These Fist Lift No More

Just Open Hands of Praise!!!

My reluctance to be the Lord’s secretary because of the negative words and acts of Man exist no more.

Now I can’t get

What’s on the Lord’s Mind

Out Fast Enough!

I ran 3 decades with the mark from the calling of being chosen. Collecting the Jewels housed with master craftsmanship and lifting them while praising with the dance around the mind of God. All the while losing my mind because I was determined not to share!

I

Am

So

Sorry!

Please find it in your heart as a

PEOPLE with

No Race

No Culture

No Creed

No Nationality

No Religion

No Opinion

No Division

No Words

No Questions

And No Sex

To Forgive Me!

For the Lord Christ with Him being enough Grace even for me does not focus on the malfunctions that plague Man. He sees the heart and the heart only. Therein lies the deepest answers to His deepest questions pertaining to you. It is best to answer right because your heart is in His hands. For whatever a willed decision is, be it right or be it wrong. Your heart is in His hands.

I Am So Sorry!!!

For trying to keep my own blanket, especially when it was never mine in the first place. You will find repentance all through this patch work that make up this blanket of ministry.

And this action of taking it from my selfish body and throwing it over you who make up the People and the People who make up Man!

John E. Pitts

Second Session

At What Point?

At what point, do we look at ourselves and begin to acknowledge the reality that nothing is ours? Here marks the question:

What were you specifically born with?

What will you specifically take with you?

Like life for instance! Who among us can actually give life?

I don’t know of a human who can hold their own breath and someone else parishes; nonetheless, we sure show wrath in taking life.

I mean who amongst us wants to die from something we did not give, much less provoke?

In further, who among us can invoke the arrangements in living 500 years?

You can’t bring yourself back. We will more than likely find your body and no matter how much you may want to come back and warn or invite the living there is no doubt in my mind about the barrier between you and the ones you can’t get back to.

So again, who has control over something they had nothing to do with giving themselves; nor, someone else? I would like to think that everyone across the board can answer that without the formulation of an opinion.

Is it that losing everything is the initial start of what could be truth?

Hopefully!

Is it the panic and worry over things that will to most inevitably un-obviously outlast who we are with which not adding one single minute of life to our living? Could our fears be the ultimate prize never bothering to give nothing