I just read an article from my Houston dawg James Smith. Go give it a read.
This ain’t a cutesy preacher guy. No pink shirts, no butt-hugging-woman pants wearing, emo-boy-haircut sissyness; this is steak, eggs and grits with hot sauce baby!
Simply put: no nonsense. No pretense. No games-playing. This is just a real man being real even if it’s ugly at times.
I love this guy. He’s a diamond in the rough. Like, way rough.
You know what…I don’t ever do this, but I’m going to.
Visit www.firefallchurch.com and click on “information”. That will give you the mailing address. Without going into detail, I just have to say that James will never ask for stuff, like ever. But I’ll do it for him. He’s been hit hard in the last three months. There is an ugly thing being done to him as we speak and it is costing him financially. If you can, send him something in the mail. Anything helps.
Just don’t tell him I told you to do it. He hates that kinda stuff. But do it anyway if you can.
Enjoy his writtings and help him out as much as you can,
mark jr.
