Sunday, September 14, 2014


The devil doesn't like it when you proclaim the victory you have in Jesus. The devil doesn't like when you tell the good news of Jesus. The devil doesn't like the fact that you made it. There's a song that says, "Never would've made it." You either love it or hate it. Personally, it's my testimony. Because of Jesus Christ, I'm sitting here typing this blog now. I'm going to share this because again, the devil don't like it that I'm still here. About a year ago, I was in the hospital with oxygen in my nose, with an I.V., and was connected to a blood pressure machine. I was scared. I didn't know if I was going to make it. Before going to ER, I was apologizing to my little sister for being a "burden." She told me not to. I got to the hospital room, my mom called me, I was apologizing because I thought this was something I did. I'm not talking about what I was eating and not eating, I was talking about all the stuff like not looking for a job, being lazy, being homeless...I was thinking this was because of those decisions. But mom being mom, she didn't let me continue to think that way. When they let me go home, I requested to leave on a wheel chair, but they never got me. Mom pulled the car around but the hospital people never came back up to get me. I felt alone. I felt like no body cared. I put my head in my hand and tears starting to fall. Again I thought nobody cared. Mom ended up coming up to get me. She told me not to cry, but I couldn't help it.

Reason why I don't testify in church, like stand up and talk, because I'm not comfortable talking to anybody. That's why I don't "open up" like my little sister. I'm different. I'm me. I can't be nobody else. Which is why I'm probably so easy to think down on myself. I've had low self-esteem issues for most of my life. So when I say, I have a job. When I say, I have a drivers license. When I say, I can type. When I say I can put songs together on a mix CD that make sense. The devil doesn't like it. I'm learning that how ever I get treated, I got to be mature. I could easily sink to the level of others, but that solves nothing. I've learned that if you treat people nice that has done you wrong it'll messed them up. I've seen it work that way. It took me a long time, but I'm finally learning to apply what I've learned.

This is my 200th post on this blog site. Technically, it's probably like 202, 203, or something like that, but as of the posts I got now, this is 200. if you would've told me when I was in high school that I'd one day type my 200th blog post on this website, I'd tell you, in so many words, that you're out of your mind. I've posted some controversial stuff through the years. I've posted some stuff that's went over well, I've posted some stuff that nobody cared about. Through the ups and the down, and the good and the bad, thanks for sticking around folks. And thanks to all the people that mock me for posting these. Thanks to all the haters. Thanks for all the people that support.

There's more to come.

Stay Saved,

Daniel Richerson

Wednesday, September 03, 2014


I've got a feeling that everything's gonna be all right. Be all right, be all right, be all right.

I've heard that song so many times, but it never really struck a chord with me. I now understand that song. Life has been not that easy for me lately, but I heard this song and I felt a relief. I now understand why my dad sat many a time playing Jesus Will Work It Out (Kurt Carr), God Is (DeWayne Woods), and Testimony (Rodney Bryant). Those songs spoke on his situations and gave him a sense of relief. That's why it's important to pay attention what you listen to. Especially young people. Be careful what you let enter your ears.

Psalm 30:5 "For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning" I'm not going to lie, I was contemplating on writing this blog. Reasons will be kept to myself, but let's just say, the people you expect to support, really don't care at all. I get mocked because of these blogs. Now this is coming from a guy that was mocked most of his life growing up. So being mocked for who I am or what I do is nothing new.

Never the less, here I am in spite of, doing what I do. So here's a little background. The other night I was watching videos on YouTube. I'm a music lover. People that know me know I love music. Playing music between Sunday School and Worship service is actually a joy for me believe or not. I wish I knew how to DJ. With that being said, I found this song by Kabra Benford and Psalm 100 out of Columbia, SC, called Be Alright. It's goes a little bit like the hymn with some extra flavor with it. So when I said in the first paragraph that it struck a chord with me, this is what I meant. I watched the video and listened to the song be sung under conviction and under the anointing, and it messed me up. A realization of everything's gonna be all right was just to heavy for me.

Which goes back to a song I led which I've blogged about before that says, "I don't know why You love me so much, but You keep on making a way." I now realize that it's no coincidence of the songs I've led over my short time on this planet. Song's like God is (Dewayne Woods), Made A Way (Bishop Larry Trotter), I Won't Forget (Norman Hutchins), For The Rest Of My Life I'm Gonna Praise Him (Sammy A Young), Jesus Is Real (John P. Kee). Was it because I could lead them better,, or was it that God was trying to tell me something? I like to consider that it was the latter.

Speaking of latter, another song came to me one night as I was praying that, "Your latter will be greater than your past." Of course my first response is, "Word?" Just keeping it real. But regardless, everything's gonna be all right. I can say that until there's no breath in my body, but if you don't believe it, or if it doesn't marinate in your soul, it's nothing but words. But I do believe despite everything thing that's happening, everything's gonna be all right. Inspite of the wrong,

Stay Saved,

Daniel Richerson

Here's the link to the video I watched: