By Kerwin Holmes, Jr.

It has been a while since I have last written a post here. Much of that is due to the usual suspect: my being busy with other accounts and activities beyond this blog. But that having been said, I do have one confession to make: In truth, I am never really not writing. I am actually constantly writing. It’s just that much of what I write does not appear here.

Blogs are interesting things. They are time capsules, and I was always aware of that. The internet, as they say, is forever (well, in a certain point of view). Some of my posts have been jovial. Some irenic. Some more irate. Some more dispassionate. Some just for fun. They run the gamut of the lived experience that I have been willing to showcase online. Such is what a blog post is by nature. But I often write things while secluded and away. (You should not expect anything less from anyone who has summoned up the gall and wit to create a blog.)

What I am wanting to share today is an idea that I had a couple of months ago, but took time to consider and to let germinate for a little while. As I have done in the past in posts such as A Share of Writing: The Lion in the Forest and A Share of Writing: Black Lives Matter and the very astute and predictably predictive A Share of Writing: Progress and the Stump, all of which came from writings that I had written down elsewhere in another form, I share with you some writings from my past. To give some sort of scale to the time it was written (I allow the math wizards among you to do their calculations), I will provide time stamps for each piece that I have written. Most of them have titles already, which will be re-presented here. These are smatterings of writing that I believe represent some worthwhile things to share.

Why is it subtitled as “(Part One)?” Well, that is because I am suspicious that this won’t be the last kind of posting that I will do. There is a lot of source material. Feel free to like this post down below and to share it (I now notice that many are not aware that WordPress has such a function).

It’s also easier because, admittedly, my writing’s already done. Bon appétit . Buen provecho. May your soul have its fill.

By the Wisdom of God- A Saying Written October 2, 2012

For encountering those who are divisive, opinionated, argumentative, or just plain anti-Christ

When ignorant people beckon,
Do not always answer the call
Because Hell rarely runs out of fire

[Untitled] Written January 17, 2013

Saying that God does not
exist, whatever the
reason,
Is like saying that the wind
is scared of us to notice its
presence, so it remains invisible

I have said it once, and now I will say it again
Once you get to know someone,
Get to know them again

The mantle of responsibility that has been passed down from kingdom to kingdom is a curious thing. A mantle is just another word for a shroud or cape cloth worn at the shoulders to designate a status or an authority. it is curious and should be noted that a mantle, when given as a gift and passed down, is folded up, the only great visible thing being its emblem or a bit of attractive pattern. The receiver does not have an idea of how heavy the mantle will be when he receives it, or how comfortable or uncomfortable it will feel when he wears it, the unique way that it fits, if he knows how to put it on (though this is usually done by a Higher Power Who truly decides the decision of who is to give it and who to receive it <><). The receiver is usually anxious yet usually totally oblivious to what he is receiving, and only the relinquisher has the lingering memory of a once-was (if it is left to him). When the receiver puts on the mantle, he must bear in mind that the new weight on his shoulders (for with addition, there exists addition) is now his norm for as long as he can carry. For he too must pass it on to another until eventually it is returned to Him Who possesses the Right to Give It.
And so goes the cycle of the nations.
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God-guided-
Thoughts #2 Written March 23, 2013

The only way to see good plainly from evil is to be SEGREGATED within
(from evil to good)
The only way to constantly choose good instead of evil is to be UNIFIED within
(unto pure good righteousness)
The only way to obtain these things is to be GLORIFIED within through Jesus Christ
The only way for glorification is to be JUSTIFIED by Him
And this is impossible, unless you become CRUCIFIED with Him
(Luke 9:23)

Wisdom is for free to you, as long as you are willing to pay a price for her.

Thoughts #6 Written April 7, 2013

The same uncanny sentiment of attachment that I have felt with the Native American and the African all of my life,
I have also felt for the Hebrew.
[side note, see here for why that was likely the case: Roots…They Matter]

I believe that is enough writing for right now. Some of what I have decided to write here begs the question for how mysterious and mystical this life truly is, perhaps even providing a case for timeless and cross-generational connections. Some of it is very timely in these upsetting international circumstances. I pray that they serve as great causes of meditation and reflection– even better if they inspire you to pen those ideas of yours down.
Merry Christmas and a happy new year. Please, this holiday season as you do your best to rejoice and be festive, do remember that the connection you have with your family members you also share with all of humanity
and God has decided by His Incarnation to participate in that same bond with all of you without any exceptions or preferences. Whether you receive it or not, Jesus the Messiah of God and Theanthropos (as is the case with all other human beings [בני אדםֹ] who have lived, live, or ever will live) is in your family tree. I pray that you in turn unite yourself to Him if you have not already done so.

For the one who sanctifies and those who are sanctified are all of one origin. That is why Jesus is not ashamed to call them brothers,
[Hebrews 2:11, Mounce Reverse Interlinear New Testament]