WOMAN IS LIFE
Written by: Victor E. Moseley
Website: www.landcause.com
Blue Sky: vemoseley17.bsky.social
STATEMENT OF FACT:
Having limited understanding is saying to yourself as a man that I am not told everything. My ‘HELP MEET’ was not formed in front of me. That tells me a lot right there. It tells me that God in his infinite wisdom knew that I, a man, was not worthy enough to share his divine purpose for the ‘woman’.
So, in my stupidity I sought to downgrade the ‘woman’ in authority. Need I say more? Just look at the history of this world that man has written. It is always slanted to a robust portrayal of the ‘man’ ruling in strength and certainty, and the woman as a subservient figure gazing upon him as a loving mother. This is the history that has distorted the role that the ‘woman’ had as a birthright to from the moment of her creation.
As God said, ‘It is the woman that makes the man complete and God’s creation stable’. In other words, without the woman there is no life! Man without the woman there is no progress. A man that does not know this is a blot to himself. I will give you the ancient meaning of ‘blot’. You do not know it, so stop.
A ‘blot’ in the getting is, ‘an unacknowledged necessity that is ignored in the midst of one seeking vanity or glory not due unto him’. ‘It is behaving in a manner unsuitable to the natural order divinely laid forth by a benevolent creator’. ‘A false sense of something being possible by one person alone in defiance of righteous mandate’.
Woman, it is nigh time to close the distance and occupy the same space at the same moment with the exact same authority. For it was ever written. There is no life…without the woman!
Issue 12: A Tribal Member
Webster’s defines a ‘TRIBE’ as a ‘distinctive or close-knit group’. What a wonderful association of sisterhood and brotherhood that in its righteous glory cannot be denied accountability and justice!
I will make this an original posting, done every few months to celebrate the ‘full’ journey of life. First, I have to go back to my beginning. The ‘First Father’, God to me, and a chosen name as any believer sees fit to name God, is THE Master manipulator. I know others may think it is insulting to label the ‘First Father’ with such a word. I have come to understand that the ‘First Father’ can order who is born to whom and where. Let me explain.
My Dad was a ‘small’ minded man. He fell for the untidiness of life that kept his movements disjointed, ill-conceived and outwardly directed inwardly to his life. What do I mean by that? My Dad grew up in Selma, Alabama. Quite frankly, my Dad couldn’t handle, navigate, or successfully exist in that Jim Crow period in the South. I mean he let it make him a hidden cruel man. Yes, he married my mother. He bore children. He had two faces. One face he gave to friends, and the other face, the face of cruelty; he gave to his children.
Thus, we come to the title of this post. A Tribal Member. A tribe is supposed to be supportive of the whole to keep it unified by strength of purpose. Strength of arms is a component, not the essential factor to sustain its existence! (Take note America: There were greater empires than yours in human history). Just like intelligence, reasoning, creativity and so on keeps the tribe vibrant and spiritual. The ‘First Father’ knew who the weak point was in my Dad’s tribe. It was my Dad!
The main question I have for all those that seems to think the word ‘manipulator’ used in any descriptive way in speaking about a ‘Supreme Being’ is insulting. Here is my explanation. My Dad and Mom had 9 children. Question? Do you believe the ‘First Father’ had thoughts on what he needed those 9 children to do in his creation? Now you’re following me.
The bottom line is this. No one, and I mean no one, gets to stand in the way of the ‘outcomes’ of the ‘First Father’! ‘First Father’ gets exactly what he wants. If not now, he will still make those people he needs to fulfill his creation!
I never understood that until now. I spent years pissed at growing up in the Housing Projects of Tom Browne Village in the Avondale Community of Birmingham, Alabama. Now at 59 years old, I now declare I would have had it no other way! I never rejected my race. Thank goodness for that. I am deep into what it means to be a Black man. Spiritually, morally, DEFIANTLY, intellectually, empathically, passionately, and supportively of everyone I needed to befriend, guide, teach, be firm with, and mentor that they would go on to be the fine human beings they are today.
Yes, I’m speaking of all ‘my’ soldiers I’ve guided, and the ‘leaders’ that mentored my career both in the United States Army and in Behavioral Health. I’m not going to put anybody on the spot by naming them because I don’t need these good people to be harassed. I have stated before and will state again. The Army and Behavioral Health have blessed me with extraordinary experiences that I recall, delightfully, often in my ‘alone’ time. That is one of those ‘outcomes’ I mentioned the ‘First Father’ created.
Yes, for me, the ‘First Father’ created those memories for me seeing wonderful people of all races, creeds, nationalities, colors, sex, sexual orientations, and religions grow. Grow and become good people that have made the world a better place in the place they live. Now, listen to this. What if I had behaved like my Dad and got pissed, but chose to stay pissed, and amounted to a cruel and bitter old man in line for the ‘First Father’ to take me out like he did my Dad?
No! No Sur, Sarge! (Okay, you want to know where I got that line from? A Soldier’s Story, movie).
Mister Victor chose to honor the ‘tribal code’ of being a worthy member seeking only to strengthen and bless the tribe.
Being angry has its limits. ‘Be ye angry and sin not’ is the admonition. If you wish to be self-destructive, the ‘First Father’ will let you. Don’t be mad Bro when he ‘manipulates’, uses you, to achieve his outcomes.
For the TRIBE!