Table of Contents
TITLES BY T. D. JAKES
PROMISES FROM GOD FOR PARENTS
PROMISES FROM GOD FOR SINGLE WOMEN
MAMA MADE THE DIFFERENCE
THE TEN COMMANDMENTS OF WORKING IN
A HOSTILE ENVIRONMENT
WOMAN, THOU ART LOOSED!
HE-MOTIONS
FOLLOW THE STAR
GODS LEADING LADY
THE GREAT INVESTMENT
MAXIMIZE THE MOMENT
THE LADY, HER LOVER, AND HER LORD
HIS LADY: SACRED PROMISES FOR GODS WOMAN
Acknowledgments
There are many people who invested in the development of this project who must be, and should be, acknowledged. Without them I would not have been able to meet the stringent demands of my life and still provide the quality information that was essential to this kind of project. Their investment in me makes it possible for me to invest my message and thoughts in you.
My gratitude to my family, who generously shared me with this manuscript. I will always appreciate your love and support. I also want to acknowledge the compassion and encouragement that I consistently received from my church family.
Thank you to Denise Silvestro, who tirelessly labored to enhance this project with her insights and creativity. Her grace to race as we edited and developed this book was a significant component in reaching the deadline to get this timely message out to the people who needed it most.
Thank you, Joel Fotinos, for your enthusiasm, encouragement, wisdom, and for believing in my message and my method.
Thanks also to A. Larry Ross and Associates, who helped to manage my schedule and protect my interests in countless ways.
I deeply appreciate David Yeazell, who tirelessly worked with me in developing and assisting in the conveyance and structure of the truths contained in this new book. I also want to thank Eli Dragon, who began the laborious task of making me more investment literate.
Thank you to everyone at Putnam.You all treated me and my work with great dignity and integrity. My gratitude to Phyllis Grann, Susan Petersen Kennedy, Marilyn Ducksworth, Dan Harvey, Dick Heffernan, Martha Bushko, and everyone at JMS Marketing & Sales, Inc.
There are several people I would like to dedicate this book to:
To Mrs. Minerva Coles, who let an eight-year-old boy named Tommy Jakes cut her grass, and although I probably scalped her yard, she gave me an eight-dollar check, which I framed and hung in my room for fifteen years or more. Mrs. Coles gave me my first taste of employment and fueled my entrepreneurial drive.
To Brownie Bartlett from Union Carbide, who demanded that I learn how to stick to a job I hated.
To my mother (deceased), who drove her car through the snow to help me deliver newspapers and collect weekly from the neighbors in my community.
To my father (also deceased), who gave me the job of wrapping smelly fresh fish in newspaper. He sold fresh fish out of the back of his red pickup truck so that he could buy groceries for his family. He taught me the value of hard work. All I am and ever will be is in tribute, triumph, and declaration to a man and his wife who persevered in the face of the many obstacles of the times and brought not only bread to the house but values and dreams to the soul.
To Mrs. Virginia Jamison, my wifes mother and my friend, who cried over my first real honorarium and dressed our kids in the winter when I was struggling.
Oh, and speaking of the struggle, I would also like to dedicate this book to my lovely wife, Serita Ann Jakes, who has been the compass that gives me direction in the sea of choices that have always surrounded my career and life. I dedicate this book to my wife and our children because they knew me when our family faced frailty, our finances were incredibly weak, and my faith in myself and in God was definitely on trial. Only they and a few close friends remember how we struggled and fought our way up after the plant closed, and how we survived unemployment, applied for welfare for a brief period, and had our car repossessed. We lost everything but our faith, which paid off in spades!
To my dear wife, who boiled bath water for me on an electric range when the gas was disconnected. Who created meals from nothing and never once complained. Who dressed the bleeding hands I had from digging ditches and lifted my bruised ego the first time I had to go get milk from the WIK program. It is from our life together that I extract the nuggets of wisdom that will hopefully empower others to run on broken legs, crawl on crushed knees, and stand on twisted feet.Thanks for believing in me.Together we have survived through the winds of life, burying our parents, raising our children, enduring the plights and plagues of being human while expected to be divine. It has not been easy. But, if I had to fight through life a second time, I would still choose you as my partner. You are The Greatest Investment in which I have ever placed my stock!
Just one final note:This book is written not about God but to God Himself. It is He Who knows who I really am and Whose love has finally convinced me that it doesnt matter. His grace is greater than my stumbling, stammering humanity. I have always been strong in some places and frail in others, sure about one thing while worried about another. In spite of my weaknesses,You comforted and blessed me. Blessing me was like painting a Picasso on inexpensive canvass.You do Your best work with inferior materials.
When You did decide it was time to bless meboy, did You ever! I am certain that whatever I have accomplished was simply a matter of Your divine favor.You are the best financial advisor, secret-keeper, family counselor, emotional stabilizing influence I have ever met.Thanks for giving me tips on stocks, bonds, annuities, people, and places and things. I have profited in every area through knowing You as my Lord.
My faith in You is fixed, my faith in me is growing, and my gratitude is too overwhelming to articulate in such a small span of life and with my limited linguistic artistry. To attempt to express my feelings for You is an intimidating undertaking. Exasperated by the efforts, I will succumb to slang to convey the depth of my love, gratitude, and undying devotion. Although it is simply stated, it is nonetheless of profound significance to me. As my children would say, so say I: Heavenly Father,You de Man!
Introduction
Isnt it interesting how so many things come in threes? There are three aspects of GodFather, Son, and Holy Spirit.There are three parts of manbody, mind, and soul. There are three stages of lifeeternity past, eternity present, and eternity future. The Pauline epistles refer to a group of three as well; Paul writes of faith, hope, and charity.The Hebrew chronologist speaks of the inner court, the outer court, and the holiest of holies. Even our government breaks down into three branches: the executive, the judicial, and the legislative, all three working together to form a system in which justice is served.
In this book I present to you another group of threethree aspects that are essential to the life traveler in order to be happy and successful on this journey.We can carry only a limited number of bags if we are to move efficiently and effectively to our desired destination. Too much baggage and we get weighted down, caught up in the minutiae of a mundane existence. However, too little and we lack the necessities to sustain us on our trip. I believe that there are three bags we should all carry: faith for the hard times; family for the fulfillment of intimate and interpersonal needs; and finances through which one acquires the luxury of options. Faith, family, and financea threefold cord that is not easily broken. If you can carry these three and not destroy one in the pursuit of another, nothing is impossible to achieve. Just three things for a lifelong trip, but what a powerful three they are.