This book is about the trials and triumphs about the life of Asim Suah Khalfani. He was born with a single parent in a poverty-stricken home in one of the most dangerous and worst neighborhoods in Winston-Salem, North Carolina, where people were more than likely to become one of four things: on drugs, selling drugs, in and out of the penal system, or dead. Take the journey as Asim explains how God had different plans for his life in which he had to overcome, conquer, metamorphose, transfigure, and master life after learning to allow and submit to God by using him to be an encourager and encouragement to others. This jaw-dropping roller-coaster ride will have you speechless, laughing, crying, and cheering from start (alpha) to end (omega) as you read how God transformed a fatherless boy into a powerful and God-fearing man.
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This song use to play on my momma's radio as she would drive me to daycare.
There is no charge When you add it all up the real cost of my love Is no charge For the nights filled with dred And the worries ahead, no charge For the advice and the knowledge And the costs of your college, no charge For the toys, food and clothes And for wiping your nose there's no charge son When you add it all up the real cost of my love Is no charge
First my grandmother, Miss Mae. Your name, Mae, means savior. A woman who was kind, sincere, stern, witty and funny all at the same time. Even though I only knew you for the first six years of my life, you laid down an awesome foundation that I still use to this day. You taught me to play by myself if those around me aren't doing the things that are what I'm wanting to do. You was the first person who taught me to never be afraid to go against the grain and go off on my own even if it means being an outcast in the group.
Second is, your daughter, my mother, Miss Yvette. Your name, Yvette, means helper of mankind, and that's what you were. You were my heart, my world, my everything.
Where do I begin?
You showed me how despite where you begin in life that doesn't mean that's where you have to finish. Though you was a single parent living in one of the worst projects in Winston-Salem and raising 3 kids on your own, you never complained nor griped about the cards that were dealt to you. I watched you for 19 years do it and do it BIG. You where my mother, my father, my magician pulling off magic tricks and illusions while working only one job to feed three kids (one having an appetite that'll put Ci Ci pizza outta business). You went on to put one through college, who became the first to receive a college degree in the family. We never had a bad Christmas. Everything we asked for we got on our Christmas list. You made sure of that. Plain and simple. Momma, I never had a chance to tell you this but you were so good with playing the magician role that I didn't realize how poor we really were until the fall semester of my freshman year because we had a plethora of things in comparison to some of my friends-your love, food on the table (name brand food top shelf), clothes, toys, a ceiling fan and an air condition, a lawn mower, a car, two televisions, a VCR with a plethora of VHS tapes, cable channels with HBO, and Cinemax, we were encouraged to play sports even if it didn't fit into the non-existing budget. Your 'never quit-never surrender' spirit is one that has kept me sane through all the trials and tribulations that I've gone through throughout this journey.
The rose that grew from the concrete.
You taught me how to set my mind on something and not to quit until I got it or accomplished it PERIOD. It wasn't until your death that when cleaning out your top dresser drawer that I found something that said you only completed the 12th grade.
You couldn't have told me you hadn't started or went to college.
But that's just it. A chameleon able to adapt and blend in with her surroundings and hold a conversation with the best of them. A great magician never reveals their secrets to their tricks. They keep the audience engaged at all times.
Momma I promise your baby boy is going to make a splash in this world and contribute to making it a better place. The world hasn't seen what's about to take place. When we (you, grandma, and me) meet again, I know you two will be so proud of your baby boy.
My wife will have some the same characteristics that you two ladies took the time to share and instill in me in the short amount of time I knew you two.
I thank God for assigning me two beautiful wonderful women who started me down a road that has been crazy, scary, and interesting. It has been times I wanted to pack up my stuff and just quit but that's not 'The way'.
And Last But Not Least
Saving the Best for last. Thank you Abba Father for never giving up on me and loving me when I sometimes couldn't or didn't understand how to love myself. You NEVER left me nor forsake me. Like your word said in Jeremiah "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jer.29.11.niv.
Your word has kept me and has been my rock in tough times, my manna during this Job-like roller coaster ride especially this last trial. I've learn to understand and apply what your word means and to hold on to your word even when the physical is contradicting the spiritual. Psalms 103:3 says who forgives all your sins and heals all your diseases and Jeremiah 30:17 "'But I will restore you to health and heal your wounds,' declares the Lord, 'because you are called an outcast, Zion for whom no one cares.'"
And how can I forget Isaiah 53:4-5 "Surely he took up our pain and bore our suffering, yet we considered him punished by God, stricken by him, and afflicted. 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."
Isaiah 53:4-5 NIV
Looking back over the years I now see another passage unveiled as well in Jeremiah where it says
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."
It's amazing how when you put Him first, how everything just falls in its respective place perfectly like a jigsaw puzzle with no mistake or chaos.
You knew me way before I ever got here! Thank you my God. My Father. My Healer. My Provider. My Peace & Victory. My EVERY THING.
Well, you know when I think about No charge I think about the day that Jesus went out on Calvary died for me; gave His life as a ransom for me
My debt was paid in full.
When you add it all up the real cost of real love is no charge.
Thank you guys.
I'm forever indebted to all 3 of you.
Bill PAID IN FULL!
Your love for me was NO CHARGE!
The Cliff Notes Of The Book Of Job
In the book of Job, Job was tested on three separate occasions from the devil. He tried to prove to God that Job would curse Him and turn away from Him. The devil thought that the only reason Job was faithful was because God had blessed him tremendously and that there was a hedge and protective barrier around him that prevented the devil from getting close to Job. Then God granted him permission on the three separate occasions to allow the devil to test Job but there was only ONE CONDITION -The devil COULD NOT take Job's life.
The three tests Job experienced were as follows:
Test #1. Job lost ALL his kids. They were killed when a vicious wind blew through knocking over the four walls of the house and killing them.
Test #2. All of Job's possessions were taken from him in a single day. While his servants were out in the fields, raiders came and killed all the servants but one and took all the livestock and Job's possessions. The one that lived got away to run to tell Job what had happened.
Test #3. Job health was terribly affected to the point where those who knew him didn't even recognize him. He had boils starting from his head down to his feet.
His close friends advised him that the trials he were experiencing were because God was punishing him for some evil deed or deeds he had committed.
Heck his own wife even encourage him "to curse God and die" with all the bad stuff that was happening to him. Even though Job experience the 3 trials, Job stayed faithful and believed that God would see him through inspite of it all.
After Job had prayed for his friends, the Lord restored his fortunes and gave him twice as much as he had before. Job 42:10 NIV
Life to me is nothing but a big movie with a soundtrack of various songs that take you back to a particular period in your life aka your movie.
God is the director, producer, and script writer.
My job is to act. When it's time to get on stage and perform, He lets me know. When it's my time to get wrote off the show, He again let's me know.
On some occasions we may try to exit without His consent and He makes us stay on the set until we get it right, and other times we show up for work to find out when we read our script our part has been written off the show without us or the supporting casts knowing. But that's how G operates because honestly it's His show. We have to learn how to ad lib with the script and work with what's been giving to us with the props and supporting cast.
A lot of times when my sisters and I get together we are always laughing and quoting scenes from various movies and standup comedy routines. So I thought it would be fitting to name some of the chapters, titles of movies and songs throughout the book. I guess you can say this is my small dedication also to two of my best movie buff partners in the household.
So buckle up and 'pass me those peas cause Sophia is home! (Line from The Color Purple)
Get your popcorn ready and sit back and get ready for an exciting trip of the real life story of Asim Suah Khalfani, and how my life is similar or parallel to one of the most tested people in the bible, Job. Before I start, there are some experiences that I have experienced that Job didn't go through or are not recorded in the bible that are my own unique personal experiences, so don't be alarmed I had to throw that disclaimer out there before we get started and you start reading.
Hit the lights Negro (line from Boyz In Da Hood) and play my theme music!
Every good hero should have one! (Line from I'm Gonna Git You Sucka)
The Eye Of The Tiger: The Rocky Balboa Syndrome (The True Underdog)
"Rocky, Rocky, Rocky" The crowd shouts louder and louder. It's Sylvester Stallone's "spinach" as he gets stronger and stronger in the fight.
And then he does it. All bloody and weak. Rocky has done it again. Defeated the villain opponent that has haunted him the whole movie.
Man, I love Rocky movies and soundtrack- everything. All of them. Heck I can't wait for Creed to be release in November. If you aren't a Rocky movie buff, Creed takes place in Philadelphia in which Apollo Creed's son has become a boxer and seeks out Rocky to train him because he researched that Apollo and Rocky had some epic battles in the ring.
If you ask me, Rocky was the one who had Apollo's number and took his gold and his fans. He won the hearts of Philadelphia.
Even though I feel that the trials and struggles I've been through follow the same model of Job, the victories and the process follow Rocky and him having to overcome great odds to become victorious.
I've played a lot of sports in my life.
I've wrestled in high school, took up Brazilian Jut Jitsu, took up Muy Thai, took up training for a 5K and triathlon, played tennis, played soccer, basketball, tee-ball, and softball.
Of course football has been my bread and butter for many reasons.
For one, my momma and uncle loved it, and it gave me an opportunity to connect with the both of them. In little league Pop Warner football, I chose my football jersey number in honor of my uncle. Number 20. He played in high school but had to stop because his asthma was too bad causing complications. While all my friends were getting single digit numbers for their jersey. Each year I chose #20 for my Uncle Jerry. I made that number a legend during my time at the Greyhounds organization.
Two, my dad played the sport all the way up until college until he injured his shoulder and was forced into early retirement.
And three, it gave me a sense of identity throughout the early part of my life. I say even to this day it saved my life with the choices I made and stayed away from growing up in the environment I was in. People that knew me in my neighborhood and in school knew how much I loved football and how serious I took the game.
I later took up boxing when I was in grad school. I thought this would be a great opportunity to learn the sport and understand the grind that boxers have to go through to stand in the squared circle.
Boxing to me is a great real life metaphor and teacher. It taught me when I boxed and trained how to not throw in the towel when times get hard and tough. I can recall my first sparring match. That week, my coach repeatedly warned me to keep my hands up at all times to protect myself, but I would continue to drop them because my hands would get tired from holding them up. Those gloves started to feel like I was holding center-blocks in front of my face. So I would drop them. But because we were only using the focus mits and he was only tapping me to keep my hands up, I would drop them more times than I should have. All week he kept on me "keep your hands up", and all week I'll drop them. Well Saturday was Sparring Day so all we would do is spar. I had befriended a guy who I thought I definitely could take in the ring. I was twice his size as far as weight was concerned. Well I was painfully wrong. That little Mexican beat the Cowboy shit outta me. Every time I tried to land a punch, he was two or three steps ahead, around, and to either side of me. The lesson of keeping my hands up was painfully learned that day because he landed all his punches square to my face easily.
One thing about me, if I am losing in any competition, I internally place a goal in my head to at least accomplish something while going through the punishment. In football, if we were losing, and the opponent was a superior team, as long as they knew my presence on the field then I counted it as a moral victory. I wasn't considered one blessed with speed so where I wasn't blessed with speed I made up punishing the other guy. I needed to destroy you physically. Put my helmet through your spinal cord even if it caused damage to me in the process.
I'm not a tall guy. I joke and say I accidentally got in the wrong line when God was handing out height. But that didn't stop me on the field. I honestly thought I was just as tall as everyone else that was out there. It wasn't until I watched film one day and saw myself that I realized how short I really was in comparison to everyone else. I can remember the first time I saw myself and video. We were watching game film and I asked "who's that baby out there running around on the field?" They laughed and thought I was joking and teasing myself. They were like "that's you". I couldn't believe it. In little league football, I played middle linebacker. In high school I played outside linebacker which meant I was taking on linemen twice my weight or height or most of the time both. So for me that was pretty darn impressive if you ask me.
Well back to the match, because "Speedy Gonzalez" was fast as grease lightning with everything he threw and his footwork was just amazing, I knew I didn't stack up to him in any area so I put a moral victory in my head as we went to our respective corners for advice and coaching. I remember as the coach was chewing me out I tuned him out and started giving myself advice. "Asim, he's too fast, too quick, he's too elusive so this is what we're gonna do. If you land one haymaker ... one overhand right and stun him stop him in his tracks you've won the fight today regardless of what "Speedy" is doing out there. We came out from our corners touched gloves and began the round. Speedy was back at graciously giving me the opportunity of a lifetime wearing my face out. Then suddenly it happened. My opportunity for what seemed like a millisecond I landed my haymaker and stunned him. The other fighters went nuts. Heck I was even stunned. I didn't know what to do next because up until that point I was wearing leather like it was a normal thing. Speedy backed up and was dazed. But because I stunned him and didn't know what to do next, it gave him a moment to gather himself. Once he did, he went back to the blackboard to pick up where he had left off before the haymaker landed. I didn't care because I won morally.
Excerpted from "From Ghetto to Glory"
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Table of Contents
No Charge, 1,
And Last But Not Least, 4,
The Cliff Notes Of The Book Of Job, 6,
The Show, 8,
The Eye Of The Tiger: The Rocky Balboa Syndrome (the true underdog), 10,
Allow me to Reintroduce Myself, 14,
Miami Vice and the First Time, 15,
The Birth Of My Thunder Buddy & Die Hard 1: The First Attempt on My Life, 18,
Are We There Yet?-Die Hard 2: The Second Attempt on My Life, 22,
Boyz In Da Hood, 24,
The Family Vacation, 27,
Friday Night Lights, 29,
You Gonna Eat Yo Cornbread?, 32,
I'm A Survivor, 33,
The Magician, 35,
Running Out of Time, 37,
The Monopoly Lesson, 39,
The Quiet Before the Storm, 41,
Sweet Dreams Are Made of These, 47,
Back In The Day: Porch Time, 49,
I Heard Somebody Was Looking For Me well here I go, 51,
Hello. ... is it me you're looking for, 54,
I Don't Wanna Play Anymore-Die Hard 3: The Third Attempt on My Life, 56,
Pursuit of Happyness, 61,
Jesus Take The Wheel: Die Hard 4-the Fourth attempt on my life, 65,
Abba Is My Father Because My Biological Didn't Bother, 68,
The Stowaway Dream, 73,
I'm not buying that BRAND Job experience #3, 75,
The Christmas Gift, 77,
God Doesn't Water a Weltering or Dying Plant, 85,
Don't Stop Believing, 89,
The Miracle Healing, 94,
His Eyes Are On the Sparrow/His Eyes Were Watching God, 98,
The Golden Ticket, 102,
Oh Yes It's Personal!, 105,