My Mommy, Sonia

Imma buy you another house before I buy me one. As long as you’re straight, I’ve done my job.
I love you more than anything. ππ«ΆπΌβ₯οΈ
My Mommy, Sonia

Imma buy you another house before I buy me one. As long as you’re straight, I’ve done my job.
I love you more than anything. ππ«ΆπΌβ₯οΈ

Single parent, I depend on my mama.
Life in jail, I can’t depend on my father.
Streets for real, I depend on my choppa.
-Lil Durk
P.s.: see why I love blonde now. π₯°


Ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place.
-Tupac Shakur


















Wednesday, April 27th 2005
π: Quincy P. Silar III


Donβt bite the hand that feeds you.
-My Momma

My Mother Sonia and my baby brother Quincy III. π«ΆπΌ You can feel the love, emotion, and pride. π
P.s.: Boy do these two have some story to tell. β₯οΈ

He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: βThe Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.β -Luke 24:6β-β¬7 NIV
Gracious and merciful Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior
Help us never to take for granted this huge gift of love on our behalf. Your death. Your crucifixion. Help us to be reminded of the cost of it all. The beauty in it all. The love in it all. Forgive us for being too busy or distracted by other things for not fully recognizing what you freely have given and what you have done for us.
Thank you, Lord, that by your wounds, we are healed. Thank you that because of your loving sacrifice, we can live freely. Thank you that sin and death have been conquered and that your power is everlasting.
Lord Jesus, we don’t deserve you. Never have, never will. It is truly a blessing, a privilege, and an honor to have been saved by you. Thank you.
Bless your name, Lord. In your holy, righteous, and sovereign name, Amen.

But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.
-Isaiah 53:5β-β¬6 NIV
Dear Father God,
Today, we remember the pain and suffering at Calvary and all that our savior Jesus Christ was willing to endure so we could be set free from our sins. He paid the price, such a great sacrifice, to offer us the gift of eternal life. Thank you for your son, our Lord, and savior.
In honor of Jesus’s crucifixion and sacrifice, may this world and social media go dark to honor his death.
May every knee bow.
Amen.

My baby brother and our Mommy. π«ΆπΌπ©·π So wholesome. π So proud. ππ








