The best Christmas present I could ever receive

Thank you Barry Gibb for releasing the full video for Michel & your fans.  Love you more.

Behold the Lambs of God

  Today is Christmas, 2011.  It is exactly two years and six months that Michael died for the sin of showing too much love to a world where love and being loved too much is the ultimate sin punishable by the ultimate sacrifice.  As I sit in wonder on this day, the birth of our saviour, Jesus Christ, I am also in awe at the fulfillment of his promises to us.  God came to us for only a little while in the body of Christ.  He was born of a woman, and lived amongst us in the flesh so that we might see the living God through our own eyes, suffering alongside us while working miracles, and emparting unconditional selfless love unto us.  He came to us as a child who grew into a man who walked with us, so that he could show us how much he understood us and that he loved us enough to suffer the same perils did we.  Have you ever just sat and though how totally unselfih that was.  To be loved so much that he would come with one purpose, to die for us on a cross that we be free of all our sins!  I cannot describe what that does to my heart and my soul.  He is the way and the truth and I shall love him always.

I have oftentimes quoted the promise that God made to us that a child shall lead them.  He promised that he would come and I have always believed that that promise was fulfilled in the body of Michael Jackson.  It feels he too had an ultimate purpose on this earth and that his death was the sacrifice that was its fulfillment. Sometimes God uses bad people to do good things.  The death of Michael was by a bad person.  But the change in the hearts of millions and millions of people only came about after the fulfillent had been done.  Michael's death, just like Jesus', turned humanity around.  All around me everywhere is the embodiment of what Michael Jackson's life was about.  The world has changed for the good of all of us.  Deeds of kindness have permiated this planet and in all of it , in every kin deed, we see visbly the workings and teachings of our angel, Michael Jackson.   He too is the truth and I shall love him always.

In Ezekiel 34:25 this profound message stopped me in my tracks: "I wll make a covenant of peace with them and rid the land of wild beasts so that they may live in the desert and sleep in the forests."  

At first read I thought of Michael's Neverland where animals of all types lived peacefully amongst the many people who visited and lived there.  But then upon further pondering the premise became deeper.  Michael Jackson not only brought about a peace with the animals and understood them, but he more profoundly was doing all in his power to increase humility and compassion and love in the world; especially for the children.  He was in fact making a covenant for them to ensure that they might be safe in a world where children are abused and murdered and denied the right to a peaceful co-existence.  The wild beast being the perpetrators of the world who abuse and neglect children and deny them the right to be free to roam.   Michael was working to tame the beast by teaching them the values and importance of the lambs in the world, the children. How profound!

It is lessons like these that keep me constantly faithful to my belief that though Jesus is omnipotent and no one can ever match or even compare to all that he is, I believe that he having lived once upon a time amongst us knows that sometimes as human nature dictates, people need to see the work manifest  by one who has lived and grew up and suffered, yet excelled to become the phoenix, the light amongst us, in order that we can relate to and respond at the level of the heart. This being the same reason that Jesus came in the flesh to abide with and dwell amongst us so many years ago.

He sends us angels because he understands our psyche and wants for us the very best.  In my lifetime, with every beat of my heart, I believe that Michael Jackson was one of them.  

I am not trying to force my beliefs on you, just speaking from my heart.  Michael will always be an angel to me.  God Bless the Lambs of God.

Have a merry Christmas my friends.  Love conquers all.

Blessed are the peacemakers for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven

On this October 25, 2011 that honors the 28th month of Michal Jackson’s passing is a fitting day for the people fixed posed to give damaging testimony testify Michael Jackson to throw that proverbial monkey wrench into the proceedings.

So far, this day, none of the witnesses have done anything to shed any negativity on Michael Jackson.  Why?  Because there is none to be shed.  They can probe and prod, push and pull but until someone says that YES, Conrad Murray made ALL the right choices in the care of his patient, then there is nothing to defend.

So on this day as we continue the monthly worldwide MajorLovePrayer for Michael Jackson dry your eyes and know that God is handling these things.  He is, was and always will be in charge.  Man’s court in comparison is an aboination. What they miss, God sees.  What they think, God already knows.  And this too shall pass.

We are not praying in vain.  There is no such condition.  God hears our cries and he comforts our hearts, even in the most trying of times.

If Conrad Murray is found not guilty in the Los Angeles Justice System, do not let it dissuade you.  It has been proven over time that man’s court is one of truth or dare, of who say and hearsay.  God’s court however is of the most high, and has always been the court of right and wrong.  It is only when He levels the final gavel, that justice is done. Though we might not be witness to it, we know and believe His word .  And for me, that is all I need.

Let not your hearts be troubled. God is still in charge.  And Michael is sitting right by his side.

My Feelings

Father forgive them

For they know not what they do…

The life and death of Michael Jackson paints a sad commentary on the state of humanity in this country, throughout the world.  To take a man who was by nature so gentle and kind and full of hope of saving the planet through love and nurturing our children, and turn him into something to be ridiculed, targeted and ostracized is shameful if not outright criminal.  Michael Jackson was an innovator and a dreamer.  He was a creative genius and a gifted entertainer.  He was beauty inside, outside that had nothing to do with his physical attributes.  Yet even those, no matter in what stage of metamorphosis you found him, were ever still appealing to the senses.   He loved unconditionally, giving what he rarely received with an open hand and an open heart.  He never stopped believing in the human spirit and its ability to change the world.  To his death, he never stopped hoping, loving, and believing in us.  When Michael cried the world cried with him.  His only requests of us were to love the planet and love each other.  If he were able, even now, I believe that Michael would only ask of those who persecuted him that God forgive them, with no desires for retribution. His heart was made that way not by choice but by design.  To me, he was and will always be the face I see in my mind when ever I hear the word “Angel”.

How does this affect me?  Words cannot begin to describe the emptiness, the aloneness, the grief, nor the pain.  I feel depleted of the air I breathe when ever I think of the magnitude, the lengths that people took to insure that this gentle man would no longer be able to spin his magical web.  I feel depressed in knowing with no doubt in my mind, that Michael Jackson was targeted one last time and this time they hit their mark and took him away from us forever.  I am forever humbled by his grace and his courage to stand for what he believed in at any cost. 

What ever the reason so much has been lost to us, especially the joy and wonderment of so many sick and dying children.  Who will now speak up for them?  Who will embrace them and make them feel safe and loved?  Who will go to the hospitals and homes and low lying places and hold them, bring them gifts, smile with them and cry for them?  Who?  Who will delight an audience rendering the greatest show of their lives and then take every penny of its proceeds and donate it to them for what ever they need? Who will stand up under every pressure and continue to work and drum major their cause simply because it is the right thing to do? Who will do ALL those things and do it ONLY for love?  No one!  There was ONLY one and now, because of man and his greed and his envy paired with his desire to rid the world and all its goodness, he is no more…he is gone forever.  And I miss the very essence of him.  Knowing he no longer exists in this realm of time and space immobilizes me and dulls my senses. Knowing that he would still be here were it not for the careless antics of one who is sworn to an oath of service and care.  The pain consumes me.

Now, they have sank to an all time low during this trial of Conrad Murray, parading initially a deathbed picture of Michael Jackson at the UCLA Medical Center; and now an autopsy picture of him.  How long and how far is humanity willing to go to continue to depredate this man?  How far?  How long? Or is there ever going to be an end?  Michael Jackson was a very proud man and he was very private.  This is the final blow for me.  There was no reason to parade his picture in front of the world like that.  What was the point, and is any really good enough?  The only sure end result of having it cast out into cyberspace is that it is destined to become one of the thousands of cruel jokes played at the expense of Michael Jackson.  Has the world no shame as people, fellow human beings?  This man has children, a mother, and siblings; people who love him globally and would give anything to see him treated with respect, treated like you and me.  He is not a curiosity for show and tell.  He is not a 3-eyed monster.  But he has been made the poster child for all that is wrong with society; the shallowness, the envy, the lack of compassion; the bully mentality.  This is what we have come to.  Michael, were he here to speak, would likely only humbly ask that we forgive them, all for love, l.o.v.e. That’s the kind of human being that he was.  The world was not ready for him and as has been proven time and time again. We never deserved him though he proved by example all the days of his life that he loved us more.

Sleep peacefully, sweet angel.  God ordered your steps and you walked them well in your lifetime.  Now you no longer have to walk amongst man.  You are free at last to fly.

In eternal awe; you rocked my world and left me speechless.

CassieforMaxwell

10-12-2011

9-25-2011

25 months on this 25th day.  That’s how long the world has suffered been without its light, Michael Jackson.  I have been online all day today which is something I can hardly do anymore.  It pains me too much.  But today with Reverend Catherin whose guest were Lynton Guest nd Jon Vogel, I started off chatting with them and the soon after participated in Major Love Prayer and every Michael Jackson conversation in between.  Today has been all Michael.

We talked about Invinvible and the history behind it and how we should get it to number 1 come October.  I pledge to do my part to see that come into fruition.  We talked about Sony and how not to support them hurts Michael’s legacy.  It’s not about Sony.  It’s about keeping Michael’s music alive and always heard. We taked about love, l.o.v.e. and Michael’s messages.  And we talked about Michael’s light.  He is thelight of the world.

The trial is starting this week, 9/27/2011 exactly 15 years to the day that I lost my son.  Not a coincidence.  I always feel down on 9/27 and this year would have been a very down time for me were it not for Michael Jackson.  Here comes Michael to save me again.  Angels do that, you know.  Though I will spend my every waking hour with thoughts of my son and memories of days gone by, I cannot dwell in self pity because life goes on and there is still much work to do.  My mind will be occupied with both landmarks and that will keep me sane.

For my son I say, you know how loved and missed you are.  You know how precious are the memories.  But you also know that I will not allow my sorrow to stop me from working for the good of man.  My heart is open wide to those things that require constant care.  15 years without you has only made my dedication stronger.  I do these things because of and not in spite of you.  You were my world.  We were of one accord and we both had a giving spirit.  I continue those things in honor and in memory of you always.

As we embark on September 27, 2011, I do so with an open heart and an open mind.  I know that there will be tryng times.  But as it was so poignantly stated in today’s Major Love Prayer, God has his arms around Michael Jackson and his light is so bright that no one can ignore it.  It will light up the world from LA to Atlanta, to Japan and Africa, and everywhere in between.  Michael’s light will shine.  So I have decided that no matter what happens, no matter the outcome in the courtroom on Clara Ward Blvd, Michael Jackson is already vindicated through the blood of Christ.  He is lifted above man’s laws and outcomes.  The verdict is already in.   With that in mind I say let the games begin and let the children play God in a building made of stone.  Michael is playing in a land far away and made of pure gold.  As he sits back and watches the proceedings I know he will not be troubled.  His children, his mother, his family, his fans will all be victorious.  It’s already written.  It’s already done.

Michael Jackson I love you so much that it feels like another piece of my heart was torn away.  15 years ago and again 25 months ago.  But I can attest to the fact that the heart is a mighty fortress and it will sustain me as long as it be God’s will.  Only His will.

So dear Michael, when all of man’s judging is said and done and this is over, you will still be the victor.  They have no communion over you.  Yours is the Lords.  Thou will shall be done on earth as it is in heaven.  It’s destiny and therfore, Invincible!

Lord have mercy on us al.  Keep us strong and with our eyes on the prize.  The last and greatest judgement is yours.

You still rock my world and leave me speechless.  Always have.  Always will.

Michael’s baby girl

Happy birthday, Michael Jackson.  For the rest of my life this day will hold a special meaning.  It’s the day when the heavens gathered in its arms a bundle of joy and laid him into the arms of the world.  We had him.  He had us.  For a little while.  But long enough to know that God smiled on him and he gave that smile and all the love our hearts could hold to each and every one of us every day of his life.

I will love you always.

For Paris Jackson - A poem I wrote for you on Father’s Day 2009 

A child is missing a father today
a father is missing a son
a wife is missing the love of her life
a mother's tears, once again has begun


The world is missing an angel
who was here, but for only a while
a magical being of song and dance
compassion, and love, and style
the most giving heart
the most beautiful smile


From all of us who loved him
on this year's Father's day
We pause just to remember you
each in our chosen way


I choose to go to church today
to send a special prayer
that mothers, fathers, children
on the planet everywhere


will never take for granted
a caring father's love
and celebrate him everyday
and pray to the heavens above


Believe….


that though he might be gone away
his love will still always sustain
for in your heart he'll be with you
to comfort and ease your pain


So here's to Michael's baby girl
of which she will always be
Paris, this is my special song
that I pass to you from me


Always know throughout your life
where ever you are in this world
that daddy saved all his butterfly kisses
for his precious, baby girl

Happy Father’s Day

Happy Birthday Michael Jackson

I’m sending balloons filled with love to you, floating free through the skies above.  It always makes me sad when I think of how you would be so proud today to see all the changes made in your honor.  You deserved to be present in the flesh to receive them.  But as fate has dealt it’s hand in this game of life, you cannot be.  And speaking frankly for me, that sucks.

But today is your day.  This day 53 years ago an angel was sent down to this earth to blow us away.  He came with dance and song and rhyme and reason and love so pure that it radiated from every pore in his body.  That angel was Michael Jackson.  As I go through this day, I will reflect on all the joy and all the gifts you gave to the world unselfishly.  I honor your birth.  I honor you.

Happy birthday, Michael Jackson.  For the rest of my life this day will hold a special meaning.  It’s the day when the heavens gathered in its arms a bundle of joy and laid him into the arms of the world.  We had him.  He had us.  For a little while.  But long enough to know that God smiled on him and he gave that smile right back to us every day of his life.

I love you, Michael.  I always will.