I heard you crying this morning, my beautiful black child and your tears burnt my heart.

I thought of the warnings I gave you many moons ago. I wanted you to be happy wanted you to be strong.

Most of all I wanted you to be free, you see the vision now.

God had a plan you know, When Adam and Eve were put out of the garden, a curse and a promise was given them. Adam was told that he would have to work,” by the sweat of of thy face” were God’s words.

This was and is our condition for life my daughter if we believe it or not it makes no difference. Your prince left you for the arms of another.

He no longer cared for the warmth of your strong ebony arms, He exchanged your kisses of love for the kiss of death and despair.

In all that you did you trespassed in that which God gave, Black woman even though you are a queen, and truly you do bring life to the earth.

You cannot create a man you may nurture him, console him. In all that you have you must use wisdom and strength. Yes you were created as a covering for your prince, it is your right to correct him in love.

In your pain do you see the influence you have lost, in all that you gave, he did not earn it, not his bread nor yours. As he found what you have instead in the spirit of the bottle, alcohol.

You hid the truth from me my child, and you hid it from yourself, thinking you could change him, now I hear from you early this morning from a strange land. I hear these words that I had spoken to both of you.

Of love and respect and the truth of God’s words how they change not, even for me and you, again if you believe or not they are still His Words. We will have to acknowledge them one way or another.

I was happy to know that he had found a strong black woman, for I saw a change in him, then it changed you never spoke of his falling. When we talked I enquired not a word did you offer.

I love you still but now all I can offer is my prayers, and in my heart hold you both up to God and believe that this is but a step in life for you both.