Inspiration
A Rocky Night for the Denver Nuggets: Injuries and Illness Sideline Key Players
In a surprising turn of events, the Denver Nuggets faced a challenging matchup on Monday night against the Clippers, with key players sidelined due to a combination of injuries and illnesses. Hunter Tyson, dealing with an illness, joined the ranks of Nikola Jokic, Aaron Gordon, and Jamal Murray as inactive players for the game. This unexpected setback forced the Nuggets to rethink their strategy, leaving fans and analysts alike speculating on how the team would fare in the absence of such crucial contributors.
By Todaylivetrending2 years ago in Writers
Mack Augustus
I was born a slave. The son of a slave. My mother was a slave and my father was the Master. Many times I questioned my life and its importance. I knew I was born for a reason but I could not figure out the reason. My mother worked all her life trying to be something. She worked hard in the fields and she did not fail to do her part. She taught me perseverance. She taught me love. She taught me respect. At times I was confused about who I was. I am the son of the master yet I am a slave. Each passing day, it begin to eat me up and tear me apart. Mother knew how to console me. She knew how to keep me in my place. She knew how to talk to me. She knew how to comfort me. My mother was all I knew. She was everything to me. She was the glue that kept me going each day. I don't know what I would do without her. I don't know if I could be stable without her. I wanted to learn. I wanted to read. I wanted to do what other young kids did. But mother told me that I have everything that I needed. She told me that things would come in time. That I Mack would be something someday that nobody could talk down and that nobody could oppressed. And I believed my mother. I believed her dearly. I did not see my father much. He was usually away and the slave-drivers were harsh upon us. And they would be vexing and provoking. I would pay no attention because I knew how to work. I knew when to work. I was smart. I was strong. I was able. And I did not need a slave-driver to curse at me and beat me to submission. I had friends and relatives on the plantation. And some of them stood and some of them left. I didn't know about freedom. I didn't understand why people wanted to free. I didn't know myself that well. All I knew was on this plantation. Then as I aged Momma was shocked at the news from the Master. She overheard him saying from the slaves in the Master's house that he was gonna sell a slave. And something left Momma that day, she was never the same. She was stricken and tired. She was not the same. I caught her just before she fell down walking toward the field. And Momma told me what freedom was. She told me what freedom was like. She told me to read the Bible. And she told me that a man must fight for freedom. That people are not meant to be slaves. That people are not meant to oppress. That people are human beings with minds, thoughts, and free will. And Momma died that day in my arms. I cried like a baby. I was angry. I was mad. I was fed up. I wanted to be the man that my mother raised. I wanted to be the man that my mother created. And the slave-driver pulled me away from Momma's dead body. And now I was alone in this world. Mack was the only name I knew because my master did not think fit for me to have any full name like a human being. The Master came to my cabin and he called me by name. And he had a slave-driver with a gun. And he proudly said Now that my mother died that I can move on. And that he had business with me. He wanted me to sell off to his daughter who was getting married. I didn't say anything but kept my head low and didn't look him into his eyes. And he asked me to speak, he said speak boy. And I said My mother loved you enough to give birth to your child. I am your son. Why do you treat me like a slave? Why do you called me out of my name? Why do you speak to me like I am nothing? My mother was all I had. She was everything. I don't want to go. And the Master said so you speak like a man. Then he turned and laughed with his slave-driver and said slaves are not human beings and they must be taught obedience. Strap him up. This boy needs a whipping. And the slave-driver took me and stretch my arms in the barn tied up and stretch my legs and tied them up. The slave-driver was just about to start whipping when the Master took over and said I got to teach the boy that he is no man and that he will obey me. As the Master starts beating, I cried and started getting angry. The Master beat harder and harder. And I yelled and torn the straps and the Master was shocked. I took the whip and shouted So you wanna beat me now that Momma's gone. I will show you and he put the Master into a deep sleep. And I looked for the slave-driver but he was in the Master's house. And I grab a horse because I worked with all of the horses and slowly but surely rode miles away quietly and cross rivers with what I had. I came to a ship and said that I was a freedman. And I moved with the ship as a worker up North. I was able to purchase a bible and taught myself to read. And I added my last name Augustus for my safety. For I was freed and happy. I became a man and Momma would be proud up in Heaven. For I escaped and was never ever gonna turn back. I would rather died than be a slave.
By Distinguished Honorary Alumni Dr. Matthew Primous2 years ago in Writers
Developing Prophetic Gift
Introduction: Prophesying, the act of receiving and communicating divine insights, is a profound spiritual gift that has been recognized across various religious traditions. While the concept of prophecy may seem mysterious to some, it is a gift that can be cultivated and nurtured through intentional steps and spiritual practices. In this guide, we will explore the art of prophesying, offering practical insights on how to develop and exercise this sacred gift.
By ALBERT MUSHIE2 years ago in Writers
Kansas City Chiefs Overcome Second-Half Struggles: A Turning Point in the Raiders Showdown
The Kansas City Chiefs have weathered a storm of second-half struggles, but in a pivotal game against the Las Vegas Raiders, they managed to flip the script. Heading into the matchup, the Chiefs had faced a troubling trend of going scoreless in the second half over their last three games, averaging an NFL-low 5.3 points during that crucial period.
By Todaylivetrending2 years ago in Writers
Of the land (another rant and rambling)
Most people, when they think of history, they think of the connection of our lives to the lives of our ancestors. This wondrous feeling of connecting with individuals from a bygone era, almost as if we were living in two separate, completely different worlds. I feel like our ancestors from the past would also share the same sentiment. They would be astounded by the conveniences of the modern world but also still be sad that there is still pain and suffering, no matter the era. Yes there is less, but it is still here. It will always be here because of the nature of humankind. Someone will always be the victor, someone will always be the loser and the history books will always favor the one who wins. However, as long as there are ones from the opposing side to tell their version of the story, that are alive to this day through their descendants, they have not truly lost. They are not truly lost and will earn their rightful place in history.
By Just Daniel2 years ago in Writers
SALUTE TO AMERICA 250
Welcome to a celebration like no other – a salute to the spirit and history of America with "SALUTE TO AMERICA 250." Join us as we commemorate the essence of the nation in a grand spectacle that captures 250 years of resilience, progress, and unity. Immerse yourself in a patriotic journey that pays tribute to the remarkable milestones that define the USA's rich tapestry. Discover the significance of SALUTE TO AMERICA 250, an event that encapsulates the heart and soul of the land of the free and the home of the brave. Experience the pride, honor, and legacy that echo through the ages, marking this milestone with reverence and celebration. Join us as we proudly commemorate SALUTE TO AMERICA 250 – a testament to the enduring spirit of the United States.
By Hamal Khan2 years ago in Writers
A Christmas Miracle
The Christmas Season. A time to put up the tree and the lights and to celebrate. The time of year for giving. The time of year to expect miracles. A time for family and close friends. A time for office parties and block parties. A time to be merry and jolly.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Writers
What is Scribble Writing?
What is scribble writing? Scribble writing is a very simple thing to explain. Scribble writing is what I call the writing I do when I don’t have the time to write something more substantial. Or it is often things that I write in between writing large, more immersive stories. Scribble writing is often where my poems come from. Sometimes they get published on their own. Other times I hold on to them until they ripen.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Writers
Enteractive celebrates 10 years of Betson partnership
Enteractive, a leading reactivation and retention partner for the iGaming industry, is celebrating ten years of working with Betsson Group to unlock additional revenue streams and increase the love and loyalty for Betsson brands through personalised player engagement. 바카라사이트
By casinositehotcom2 years ago in Writers
Who feels the rhythm of life?. Top Story - November 2023.
My relationship with poetry has always been problematic. Teachers first told me that a poem was a story that rhymed. They later told me that poetry didn't need to rhyme but then they failed to fill in the obvious knowledge gap.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Writers
"The Mystery Behind the Magic of Christmas"
Once upon a time, in a charming little village, there resided a young girl named Lily. She had a curious and imaginative nature and always endeavored to unravel the hidden meanings behind the world surrounding her. As Christmas drew near, Lily couldn't help but ponder about the true magic and significance of this special occasion.
By Iesha Evans2 years ago in Writers
