My Dad

I’ve realized they don’t make them anymore like my dad. Even though he messed up a few times, he was always there for us, always made sure we had a roof over our heads, food to eat, clothes to wear. My dad, received honor because he lived The Word. He didn’t much talk The Word, but his life was The Word.

He never cursed around his girls, never drank or showed vulgar movies to his daughters. That is so important now that I have girls myself. My son, it was important, but not in the same way. You just don’t want your baby girls having any curse words come out of their mouths.

I recently changed churches, mainly because I needed to hear The Word every Sunday, not just talk ABOUT The Word. And I wanted to go to real Bible Studies, not just ones which promoted the pastor’s newest book. That’s why I’ve gone back to Crenshaw Christian Center. Apostle Price and his son Pastor Price will always preach The Word. You may be looking up scripture for 30 minutes during service, but at least you read and hear the Word directly from the Bible. I love their church.

I also realize, Apostle Price (the dad) is not getting any younger, and I want to hear The Word from someone who has studied it thoroughly. Even though he has many books out now, and his son and wife also have books and cd’s which rank high on my list. Apostle Price is part of that legacy of parents that grew up in Los Angeles during the 40’s and 50’s. The parents who were “the first” Blacks to attain notoriety in the second largest city in the U.S.

I was one of the ones that stood in line in the 70’s, when his church was on Crenshaw Blvd.  I wasn’t SAVED then, but I was in the 80’s, after hearing a Pastor Ingram at the Shrine Auditorium.  I remember asking, “do I have to speak in tongues?”  “I believe in Jesus, and want to proclaim him as my Lord and Savior, but do I have to sound like them?” Little did I know, what tongues were.  Once I found out, I was spending my every waking hour trying to get it.  I didn’t speak in tongues until I started digging into the Word , went to Bible College, under Pastor Willoughby, in Ontario, Ca. and asked God for this gift, which I only had to receive.  But with it, came the power for me to live my life the way I wanted to live it. 

All of Apostle Price’s sermons never fell on deaf ear.  The Holy Spirit brought to remembrance plenty of his Words as the years went by.  Then as I got into the Word myself, I was having Ah Hah moments daily. Apostle Price, I honor you, and love the fact that your son, is a Bible preaching pastor like you were. 

Living in The Kingdom of God


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