Presley Pinder - Before the Glory

BEFORE
the
GLORY

PRESLEY PINDER

Before the Glory

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29.04.20

I dedicate this book to my deceased uncle, Osbourne Alexander Pinder who inspired me many years ago to write this book; to my wonderful parents, Stanley and Sybil Pinder; to my beautiful and faithful wife, Verla Oramae; to my six wonderful children, Phyllincia, Alvin, Brendi, Brandon, Analecia and Taquan; my second mother and prayer partner, Warrior, Cousin Rowena Cooper; and the entire Millars community family. The Good Book admonishes us in Proverbs to Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old, he will not depart from it.

S ome eight years ago during construction on a neighboring church in Long Island, my uncle Osbourne was helping to put the mix together for the walls. As I stood on the scaffold, my uncle looked up at me and said; You know what? I think you should write a book. You have been through a lot in life and you have been lots of places. I think you should seriously consider writing the book.

Several years passed and the idea completely slipped my memory until December of 2018. It came with intense pressure. I began to slowly cut myself off from the world around me to draw closer to God and His Word. This intense pressure continued right up until the month of April 2019. One day while I was mowing my lawn, I prayed to God asking Him for His direction in the writing of this memoir. That is when I heard His voice in my spirit giving me the name of the book. He said, Beyond the Glory. I knew that it had to be the plan of God. I immediately began to pray earnestly for God to direct my path. I knew God had heard my request because He had promised to give us the desire of our hearts. My brother-in-law, Josh, introduced me to a family long-time friend, Mr. Neely who without hesitation promised to help me with this book as best as he could. At the time of our introduction, he had already written thirteen books, one of which is a very common book. He remembered the 1942 Hurricane and authored his best seller titled; The Greatest and Deadliest Hurricanes of the Caribbean and the Americas. now I can say that Nothing is Impossible with God. So, here I am, to God be the Glory, great things He has done. I hope and pray that this book will inspire you to inspire others. I need you to experience God and come to know that He is real and that He has a plan and a purpose for your life. So I say Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty I am free at last. My prayer is that God will anoint your mind, and that the Holy Spirit will be your teacher, that the Holy Spirit will reveal truths beyond what is written here and I pray that the Lord will use this book as a tool in His hand to make you hunger and thirst for more of His absolute truth. I pray that your experience is the same with our loving Saviour.

Presley Pinder

Contents

GROWING UP IN LONG ISLAND

H ome is where I went to school, where I learnt to differentiate between right and wrong, good and evil.

If this book was the Advertising Agency on the billboard for a newly found drug on the market, the doctors would have been running to explore the cure, but to God be the glory, great things he hath done.

I was born on the beautiful island of Long Island, in the year 1963 in the month of June, in the settlement of Simms. My parents are Sybil and Stanley Pinder of Millars, Long Island. I am the third child of ten children, 6 boys and 4 girls, two of the boys are now deceased.

I received my education at Millars All Age School, where I graduated at the age of 16 years, with 7 BJCs under my belt. Some of my fondest memories are of those school days. Lots of my school friends contributed to making life fun. Two of my closes friends are dead now, but I have been left with many childhood memories still lingering in my heart up to this very day.

Growing up in Long Island was an experience that I love revisiting. When I look back at my childhood days, I see so many cherished memories with so much value that it is priceless when compared to the times that we are living in now.

Growing up in Millars was an opportunity that I look at now as a blessed community. Every single household had a christian family. Many of the men were either pastors or somehow otherwise connected to the church. Sunday mornings would find every single child of the settlement in church, they would be there three times that day, morning, noon and night. At these services, we as children, were taught the values of life and fed the spiritual food which was the Word of God.

Back when I was growing up there was no Crime Watch in our Community, because the word of God was common in every home. There was no need for outside eyes, we lived by the Golden Rule. It was natural to hear on a daily basis the memory verse from Proverbs, Train up a child in the way he should go and when he is old he will not depart from it.

Other than having Godly parents who were the best of the best since sliced bread, I was also blessed to have spent many years with two of the best Christian Grandparents, who will always be in my heart forever. (Mrs. Rosalie & Blanch Miller, both deceased; Rev. Elisha Miller former pastor of the Salem Baptist Church and one of the past presidents of the Long Island District of Baptist Churches.

We all as children, living in Millars Long Island, had learnt the value of hard work at an early age. My dad had a trucking company that was the source of income for his family. He had no problems providing for his familythe cupboards in the kitchen were always filled and the house was always full of visitors and friends, even to this very day it still remains that way. As men and women now, we, the children still refer to the homestead as Little General because it was always stocked right out. My dad was the best at whatever he attempted. He was the personification of the Lords causing the hand to prosper. He was the perfect husband, father, and a very humble Christian gentleman. His children had no problem calling him dad. He is a man among many, because he can brag that he brought up all of his children with a steady hand. Thank you dad for a job well done.

My mom has very little to say. She was nicknamed Flufffy, the faithful breeder of 10 children. She is the true servant of Jesus Christ. She served the home and children with a steady hand. She is the virtuous and committed woman that any man today wishes to model his wife after. If I had to write a book on my mom and dad alone there would not be enough pages in the world to put that book together, and not enough ink either. They sacrificed much for God and their family.