PASSING THROUGH BOOK II
Passing Through The Mist into the Future
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About the Book
This book shows the weakness of a young black man. How he related to women and how he treated and was treated by women. It will show the transformation of an out-of-control young black man into a God-fearing, loving black man. You will see yourself and laugh as you read Passing Through, the journey of a black man’s life. A must read for 2006.
About the Author
This is the life of David L. Marshall, from the first time his grandmother told him about when God put him onto of God’s world and how she had to raise him and care, protect, and kept him safe in order to grow and to protect himself. She had nothing that made him had anything; but one thing that his grandmother and he had was God and Jesus. Now every creation of God first came from a baby, then grow to a child; they had to live. As a child they had done things that the other grown-up couldn’t understand why a child do strange things. Come on, they understand why; they were children before they became grown-up. In God’s and Jesus’s eyes you are still a child. Now, the older you get, the more you mature. You see behind you what you did now don’t make any sense, but did at that time you did it, being a child. But as a little older, you still do things; a day or two passes, you wish you could take it back, still growing up. Now, some never grows up, some keeps those childish ways. I call them silly, trapped into the way of growing up. Now don’t be frightened to show a child the right way. Remember, you were once a child; someone showed you. If someone hadn’t showed you, you could not have said that first word “Daddy.” Mother always pushes into your little mind to say “Daddy." “Can you say ‘Daddy’?” That was the word your mother wanted you to know first—“daddy.” She knows you know who your mother is; she wants you to know him—Daddy. And some, today, don’t know who is the daddy. All they have and know are what the mother said. Still some doesn’t know. I want to tell you a story an old man told me: His name was Ollie Smith. He said a man had left his wife for another woman, and he had to pay child support every week; then when his daughter got older and he had to pay that last child support check, he made it out and gave it to his daughter, and said to her, “Tell your mother that is the last check she will get,” then take a look at the expression on her face. She gave the check to her mother and told her what the daddy said. The mother told her daughter to go back and tell him that he pay her twenty years for a daughter that was not his and look at his face. Now, what I am saying is, never believe what you hear, and nothing what you see is what it seems. And never trust in what you see or what you hear, and dont forget this: that in God we trust, and all the other, we monitor. I remember one day a young man who put me on an idea to call what I write about Passing Through; he calls me an old man. I said, “Every second, minute, and every day you walk each mile, and get up every morning, some day some young man or young lady will say those same words to you.” And what burn me up when someone talk about what they own, we don’t own any thing. Take the soul and the body you should be protecting, you don’t even own that.