The Last Man Stand and Walk the Green Mile

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To my fellow martyrs, get yourself ready, your companion in the word and brother in the spirit Firebird Green Jr. is right back at you for the second time in two years, and he did not arrive at your number by mistake or on the magic carpet either, because it had outlasted its usefulness, retired and placed in storage with all the other outdated furniture for a better Promise that is in the high calling in Christ Jesus, the only begotten son of the most high God, who is a constant companion of the brethren and the keeper of all hope. The last time you heard from me, the magic carpet had me here and there, taken me on some very wild rides. I felt, at times, like I was riding on the back of Haley comet, after the tail had been cut off by the rings of Saturn! Listen in, audience, a female veteran that I know purchased and reviewed one of my first book, The Last Man Is Standing, and this is what she had to say: "The book is interesting but you were all over the place." And make no mistake about it, she was right. I was all over the world. Listen in, saints, the Lord reflected light into my spirit on January 13, 2013, after I had been burned, pretty badly, on January 1, 2013, with a class 2 burn to the left Leg and foot, when I was attempting to cook the traditional New Year's Day dinner! In the southern part of the nation, black-eyed peas and cabbages, and for the next three months, when I got up and said my morning prayer, with my leg elevated and extended, I would always add this, "If not today, Lord maybe, tomorrow," and after two months, it finally started to grow a scab. After that, I knew it would not take long. Prayer had been answered and healing was on the way. In the Last Man Is Standing, God Told me to tell the whole truth about the past life that I had lived and hold back nothing, tell the good, the bad, and the ugly because it has everything to do about him. And it is his mercy and grace that endures forever. Amen. And that is what I tried to do, but now, after the life sentence that I received from God, in my last book, well, now in the The Last Man Stand and Walk the Green Mile, the sentence is death. So come along with me down the corridor of life and witness me being drawn through the passageway to my long way home, and you are welcome to join anytime. Come along! You are guaranteed not to be disappointed, and the blessing will abound.

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Hello out there to my all-inspiring book audience. If you are as I am, just walking along the beach of life and travelling down the highways of the sands of time, I would like to share a moment with you and get acquainted with you this very day. Here is a quick look at a man's life that was forever evolving over a period of five decades. My name is Firebird Green Jr., and I was born and raised in RB, Louisiana, a place I grew up and enjoyed every minute of every day. It seemed to have set the table for the rest of my life, and I loved it more than drinking lemonade and eating blackberry pie. I was raised by my father and uncles doing some of the typical Louisiana boy kinds of things: fishing, hunting, playing sports in the neighborhood, racing, and running straight down the middle of rocky roads. As a teenager, I loved dancing as much as I loved girls. The church played an important role in my development as a child. I was required to attend Sunday school and Bible classes and every Sunday-afternoon services. I graduated from State High with honors and went off immediately into the air force and spent time in Europe's BB, Germany, and visited many of the surrounding countries, like France, Belgium, Holland, and Italy. I got out of the military in the early sixties and went Straight into Los Angeles, California, at a time when the hippie movement had just taken off on the West Coast and Black Pride was moving through, changing the African American community at an alarming pace. Jimmy Hendrix and the Beatles were revitalizing music and introducing a new style of their own, called rock 'n' roll, and all seemed well in love and war. But I soon found out, as the 1970s moved into the eighties and right into the nineties, that my life was pretty much like a roller-coaster ride. Every time I thought it was calm sailing, there was an abrupt turn into turbulent waters, and I found myself just trying to hold on once again until the spiritual revelations that I started having in the middle of the 1990s revealed that there was something else going on inside me that was more powerful than anything I could muster up on my own steam and a carnally minded path that I was travelling and at the same space and time. My eyesight started to fail, and I withdrew for a period of two years in a semiwithdrawn stage until one day, while I was hiding inside my apartment, the Holy Ghost spoke to me in a conversation like this: "Are you happy, do you feel safe, and is this all you want out of life, or are you ready to trust God and get back into the race and press toward the higher calling that is in Christ Jesus?" I stood right there in my living room, and I said, "Yes, Lord, send me." At that moment, the last man was born, and over the next thirteen years, he has been fed a hefty diet of spiritual food, and he now stands complete in Christ and dressed down with the whole armor of God and the sword of the Spirit in hand.