Good JuJu

By Jerry L. Lane

Now that one is living in Prosperity one is experiencing good vibes.

Good JuJu connects with one's sensual feelings and sexualities. It's through one's connections which one experiences the full pleasure of spirit, mind and body.

Through successfully navigating prosperity, one identifies with real self while h

• Language: English
• Publisher: CONCERNED LLC
• Release date: Sep 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9781734803266

Jerry L. Lane

Jerry L Lane is one of twelve children of the late Abraham and Ella B Lane . Raised in the rural town of Morris Station, Georgia located in Randolph County. Educated in the Randolph County School system and graduated from Randolph County Comprehensive High School In Cuthbert, Georgia. After graduation of High School he Enlisted in the United States Army and served twenty one years; received many honors, awards and decorations. While in the Army he met and married Ms Evelyn Ray of Boston, Massachusetts and the had one daughter Crystal Nequess Lane. After retirement from the Army he attained his undergraduate degree; Bachelor of Science degree in Sociology with Regents University of New York, located in Albany, New York. He earned his Master of Divinity, at Erskine Theological Seminary, in Due West, South Carolina. He is fortunate to have been given the opportunity to served as local pastor from West Germany to South, Carolina where he witness and shared God’s Word. During which time he lost his loving late wife of 26 years to her well fought battle and gained real meaning of life do to breast cancer. He continues cherishing the time he spends with his daughter and three wonderful grandchildren (Omarion Hammond, Cameron Hammond and Raelyn Hammond). He values being an intricate part of their development and life. Currently, he shares a meaningful relationship with Tyona Rose Singletary. Whom he shares many inspirational and motivational adventures. He resizes along the Palmetto Trail between Pomaria, South Carolina and Prosperity, South Carolina. Even though he is fully retired; Through the “Shown them We Care Foundation” , he do volunteering with at risk youth and children.

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Seasons of Life

Seasons come and seasons go ...which ones and how much no one knows.

They represent the good and bad, the joys and sadness. The exuberance and chaos; the depth and height or... combinations.

Been there, done that. The cycles which ushers in the seasons of life.

A life stemming from recklessness into blessings.

Dealing with the cycles of heartache, pain, disappointment and shame to the cycles of sunshine, joy and success.

I recieved many scars along the way (within /without), from the many blows I endured as the result of my decisions from chasing the wrong things.

So, I left searching to find this place where my heart is satisfied.

As I look into the mirror of my actions, thinking of them sometimes hurts my brain.

Over and over again are the seasons of life which challenge my reasoning.

When will I learn!

Embracing the blessings long enough to give into recklessness, as well as, choosing recklessness and being rescued by blessings.

So, where is the power to overcome?

Perhaps, seasons are ways to give up and own up to my responsibilities.

It’s here where one experiences the breathing of life again.

Maybe it is this new life of inner choices which will determine my outward results.

It is no doubt, this is how I deal with my seasons of life.

Hidden Code

Early Saturday morning, while anticipating the excitement of leaving it all on the football field, lies the opportunity to be selected as one of the elite football players to participate.

A bit nervous yet, energy emerging which stirs the willingness to complete.

Among the elite are 3600 boys ranging from the 8th through 12th grades. The bleachers were filled with boys on one side, as families gathered and mingled on the other side of a stadium that couldn’t hold them all.

The whole immediate family was there to cheer me on.

Even though every detail was covered by the parents, responsibilities were placed on both boys and parents to ensure that recognition was in place.

Yet, between the boys determination and parents cheering ensured us that the boys did a top notched performance which stood the secret code to give an invitation the second day.

At the leaderboard, everyone gathered to see how their time in each event compared with other competitors. Families gather around as boys exit the field checking the score cards and making sure their photos were taken.

Keep in mind that only the top ten in each event were posted on the leaderboard.

Emerging in two of the five events, taking 3rd and 6th place, we slowly exited the stadium as the excitement wore off from not knowing if I qualified for a Sunday’s invite.

Needless to say, I never received an email nor call for an invite.

Not because of my performance but, because of the hidden code.

With disappointment and confusion came a deep sense of depression overshadowing the meet.

Knowing that in spite of having bronchitis I weathered the cold air and gave my best.

This hidden code is out of my control.

Imagine their decision to not give me an invitation of required information which I didn’t have access to.

No definitive answer cast doubt on such events.

The hidden code of not knowing.

However, family used this occasion to