This is the reason this blog exists. 

 It was a cool partly cloudy day just like many others. I was at the office where I had been working with a friend in the real estate business. People would come and go all day to either pay rent or see about a place to rent. On this particular day I met a young black man that was there for a meeting with my friend that owned the business. While he was waiting to go in, we struck up a conversation. (I mention his race only because I am a white man from Mississippi, and he obviously saw no bias in me. We were just two men talking. That’s a beautiful thing!) This guy was a go-getter I could tell. Probably there for knowledge on investing or wanting to do some deals with my friend.

After he got out of the meeting, we were both leaving, and we started talking a bit more in the parking lot. I don’t remember what it was we were talking about but all of a sudden, he stops talking and looks me straight in the eye, and says, “I feel like I’m supposed to tell you something”. I was still trying to process what he was saying when he said “I need to tell you that you are blessed”. He seemed bewildered and I know I was. Totally floored I think I said "thank you" and after another minute or so we went on our separate ways. I wish I had written his name down but I didn’t. I never saw him again.

That night the conversation kept going through my head. I looked up what being blessed meant. Even though I had gone to church most of my life I still wanted to see exactly what being blessed meant. At this time in my life, I was in a state of depression from losing my business. I was in debt and had lost my confidence. I didn’t feel blessed. This was nice to hear but like most people, I soon forgot about it as I could not get over my situation.

 A couple of months later I was having a conversation with another young black man and during our conversation, he got a puzzled look on his face and said” I feel like God is telling me to tell you this. You have been anointed”. That was all he said. Here we go again. What do you say when that happens twice in a couple of months? I wish I had asked him questions. I wish I had realized the weight of what he was saying. I wish I had realized that The Almighty God was trying to tell me something. Well, I had to look that word anointed up too. It said about the same as being blessed but took it to another level. This time it said: Blessed and called to be great, made with a purpose, honest and pure, set aside for a unique reason. Unshakable and strong. Predestined to be awesome. I like that last one! I was in a bad place. I was about to lose everything. God knew I needed to hear from Him. Those words saved me. That experience started me on a path back to me. I don’t remember who these two men were and have never seen them since, but God used them to speak to me. I wish I could thank them. I am so thankful they listened to the Spirit telling them to do something and not being afraid to do it. I have tried to speak positive, healing words to people ever since. This is the reason this blog exists.