KEEPIN' IT REAL INSPIRATIONS
Reaching the unreachable.
Gang Intervention / Crime Intervention / Family Focus / Community Outreach
Too Young To Die
So many of our children are dying too young.
We need to teach them at an early agehow to stand up and be strong.
Are we going to sit back and watch them waste their life,
without raising a finger, let alone a hand?
Do we really care? If so,
then its time for us to take a stand.
Talk to your children and let them know thats its not okay to do drugs.or to walk around carrying a gun calling themselves a thug.
Life on earth is only for a short while and our kids are dying right before our eyes.
If we're not willing to take a stand
then we’'d better prepare ourselves for a whole lot of good byes.
2004 Ricky E. Miles
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About The Author:
Ricky Miles is now a three- time published author but he will be the first to to tell you that it's only by the grace of God. He's also a person that is thankful for being alive. From hanging with King -Pins to homeless eating outing of a trash can, Ricky abruptly realized that the street life is just a road leading to destruction. Ricky has witnessed the miracles of God firsthand in his life and is very passionate about showing others and helping others in choosing a route different than what he chose.
" I Thought I was Slick"
Man I thought I was slick
Standing on the corner drinking that booze, thinking I was cool
Boy was I fooled
I should have realized that acting like that I was destined to lose
Now I'm sitting in jail crying the blues
Can't even wear my own shoes
Man I thought I was slick....
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About the Book
This book is written to expose our enemy (the devil) and to let everyone know that he is real. Years ago, God allowed me to see this creature and for years I took this for granted. It almost cost me my life on more than one occasion. This book also carries you along with me through some very difficult times in my life. It shows the hard core effect that drugs and crime can have on you. A Divine Sighting Caught With The Naked Eye exhibits God’s awesome power and also His love. This book is a powerful testimony with the intent to draw you closer to Christ. It also exposes the devil, because he is more real than most people believe!
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I remember quite a lot about my childhood years. My family lived in Greensville County, Virginia. One house we lived in was a big yellow house, with an upstairs and downstairs. At five years old my father would take me riding with him, and we would go to the liquor house. Only a handful of people would be there most of the time, telling jokes that only they thought were funny and then head to the kitchen to get a drink, as if a drink of liquor was the prize for telling their jokes.
I remember one lady, browned-skinned and pretty, very well because my father would talk to her and she would do the cheek-grabbing thing and saying, “He’s so cute”, talking about me. That’s what they all say when they are trying to get into the father’s pocket. My father would give me liquor to drink and it would make my chest burn. I know now it was corn-whiskey because it was clear, and also my mother told me that was a type of liquor they use to drink. Parents don’t ever give your kids alcohol thinking that it's funny, or cute. I
I would then be left sitting on the couch while my dad and the pretty brown skinned lady would disappear into the back room.
My father was married to my mom at the time. Where my mother was, I dont know, she was either at work or at home taking care of her other kids. There were six of us. One of my brothers died at the age of four. The devil is to blame for most of these unfortunate pre-mature deaths. His job is to destroy families, dont let him destroy yours! There are a couple of situations that happened in that big yellow house. I have asked my family about certain things, but they dont remember much. All I know is that God has preserved my memory through all the mental, physical, alcohol and drug abuse that I endured. I know now that His reason was because He wanted me to write about it.There was another house before the big yellow house. This house had a barn in the back and chickens running around. We also had a dog named Bingo. My father was attempting to beat me one day and I ran outside. There was a square hole in the side of the house and I crawled under the house. The opening, I suppose was for whoever wanted to go under the house and check the pipes.
Whatever the reason, I’m glad that it was there, because I was afraid and he was very angry. My father kept telling me to come out and he wasn’t going to beat me, even though I was young, I knew that he was lying. I must have worn him down by not coming out from under the house for a while; because I don’t remember getting a beating on that occasion.
I don’t know if I had done anything to deserve the punishment that his anger represented, but I didn’t want to find out. I laugh now, but it wasn’t funny then. Alcohol can lessen your tolerance for things that you would normally be able to deal with, I know first hand because it was when I was drinking, that I shot and killed someone.
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