YESTERDAY, NOW AND TOMORROW
YOUR PRESENT MOMENT DETERMINES YOUR FUTURE
Pierre Diamond Chambers
YESTERDAY, NOW AND TOMORROW
Copyright © 2008 by Pierre Diamond Chambers
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission of the author.
Dedicated to my Grandmother Lillie Mae Berrymon
a.k.a. “Mama Lillie”
“Words cannot express how much I miss you, you are my inspiration in life.”
-Pierre Diamond Chambers
Acknowledgments
This book is the result of both a private and public journey I’ve been on since age eleven. I could not have made it through the most dramatic transition of my life without the few people who somehow remained loyal to me.
I want to thank my fiancé, Kizzy, and my children, Porschia and Zion a.k.a. “Prince” for your love and support. Thanks Mom and Dad for watching your son traverse, and for loving me for who and where I am. Thank you sis, for always loving me and being concerned. Thank you God mommy, for always sticking up for me even when I was wrong (smile). Thank you Lisa and Duane for giving me my “writing journal” on my birthday, this book is the result of that. Thank you Elder Gary Batchelor, for your numerous support that you have given me over these past few years, I’ll never forget it. Thanks to Chaplain Joe, for encouraging me daily. Thanks to my friend and brother Tonex, for your continuous support that you have shown me over the years. Thanks to my spiritual father and mentor Bishop Carlton Pearson, words cannot explain the way I feel about you. You are the reason for my awakening, and mastering my own destiny. You are the voice to life, keep on keepin’ on! Thank you Pastor Jesse, for being my life coach. Thank you Pastor Bonnie, for your words of wisdom. Thank you Dr. David and Ethel Foster, for being the pioneers of my faith . Thank you Pastor D.E. Paulk for supporting my vision and being a great friend. And most of all, thanks to those who said I would never make it, to you I say the best is yet to come!
Foreword
In the spring of 1996, while in conversational thought with God (what most people would call prayer), I had a profound experience that transformed my worldview- a view that had been steeped in a particular religious mindset for over 40 years. One evening, I was watching the nightly news, as I have done religiously for the last 25 years. My daughter, Majeste`, was les than a year old. I was holding her in one arm and eating my supper with the other. I was watching a news report concerning the return of the Hutus and Tutsis from Rwanda to Uganda after months of exile, where they had been persecuted and practically starved to death. The news report showed women and children with bellies swollen, collapsing to the ground, and mothers with withered breasts, flies gathered in the corners of their eyes and mouths, and their bones protruding through their black, leathery skin.
Feeling guilty and angry, I berated God concerning His “earth project,” which appeared to me to be a failure:
“God, I don’t know how you can sit on your throne there in Heaven and let these poor people drop to the ground hungry, heartbroken and lost, and just randomly suck them into Hell, thinking nothing of it, and be a ‘Sovereign God’, not to mention a “God of Love’.
There was an eerie silence before I heard a voice respond within me: “Is that what you think we’re doing, sucking them all into Hell?”
“That’s what I’ve been taught, “I responded angrily.
“And what would change that?”
“They need to get saved so they can go to Heaven, “I answered confidently.