The first time I seen the trailer of Get Out, I knew this movie would have a “Wake Up” message to it. Especially with the vocal queue, “The mind is a terrible thing to waste”. The production cost under $5 million to produce with a projection of $20 million with it’s weekend debut. However, the film brought in
There’s no better way to start your Monday off other than praising your Higher Power, thanking him for your mercy, and following through on the word/message. All of us living have our “ups” and “downs”. Whoever your Higher Power is that you praise and worship hears your cries and your prayers. When the fire comes
Darrion was molested by multiple members of his family. The first instance was at the age of six when a cousin helped him utilize the restroom. One sodomising act turned into serval more encounters that became a lifestyle of his. Today, he is no longer living a homosexual lifestyle.
There’s a homosexual agenda, where LGBT+ is appearing as fair seeming. However, after experiencing same sex relationships, some come into an understanding that this lifestyle is not natural and that it was putting them in a condition of hell. DJAWP will share testimonies to show homosexuality is a choice and not God’s purpose for you.
A thank you to Black women from a Black man.
Looking for interesting vegetarian food in Boston? B.Good may be the best for your buds.
Got a sweet tooth? Sweet Boston cupcakes aren’t sugary, but they’ll take care of that crave.
I love reading books that have “Muhammad” on the cover, that scream “I am Black & I am proud” in the title, or that has a bold logo of The Nation of Islam on front.
If you pay attention, you can further learn yourself in the smallest instances. K Love shares her learned lesson while doing laundry.
Vote for Ruma Begum to be Jetset’s next covered model to represent women and girls in a virtuous way.
It’s been two years since we’ve loss our Sister Sandra Bland and I want to ensure we still remember our Sister. I will not forget her because Sandra Bland is me. When I first heard of Sandra Bland, all I could do was think, “wow! she’s me and I am her”. She would have been