Joy Writer. Joy Rider. Joy Fighter.

Joy is described as the fruit of the Spirit, and as I am a believer, this means it is a deep, abiding, and abundant gift that comes from God. It’s not just about fleeting moments of happiness, but a lasting sense of contentment paired with peace that fills my heart. This kind of joy is a reflection of my walk, a spiritual quality that relieves and helps me see the beauty and grace in the life God has written for me. When I cultivate joy as a fruit of the Spirit, it transforms my perspective, allowing me to experience a profound sense of healing, connection, and liberty. In Galatians 5:22-23 (KJV) it states, “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, long-suffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such things there is no law.”

Embracing joy as a fruit of the Spirit also means that it’s nourished by a relationship with His Majesty. It’s not always about having everything go perfectly; rather, it’s about a learned radical belief that understanding the liberty of living and walking in the spirit will harvest love and worship unto God. This joy is resilient and enduring, providing strength and hope even in challenging times. It’s a beautiful reminder that God is actively at work, and soon the spiritual richness and fulfillment of God’s promises will manifest through every part of life.

Just Benny Bennasi.

cinema featured on a five by seven screen

how  do you rid of remnant memories

how can i occupy that space 

the space that fills my mind

my mind up of remnant memories

remnant memories that still remain

the ones i can’t seem to erase

the ones remaining in my mind

how do you rid of remnant memories

the ones inside my head

to replace with bigger pictures

while im waiting

to clear up that space

ill be occupying the time

with remnants of memories

the man in the tailored black suit: The Coat

strange women use propaganda 

gentlemen use proper gander…

he’d heard reckless things bout sista, the “oooooh i can’t stand hu’h!”

his conditioned heart felt the fire in those words and how it made sista quiver

he takes off his tailored black coat, hands it right to her….

and sista turned to gold…