title: The Power of Jah Will: Return to Innocence
author: Dr C W Eddy
description: One place in the book we mention that everyone has what is called a worldview, from a grave digger to a graduate student. The author can say that he has held both of those positions. If we live long enough, and by Gods blessing, we can play many roles. I have enjoyed being a son, husband and father. Other stops on the journey have included; high school teacher and coach business owner for over two decades building contractor ordained minister faith based counselorand missionary to several countries. One of the most impacting experiences of my life came as a young man. My time serving people in the bush of Tanzania, East Africa was a real eye opener. For some reason I always remembered the respectful Swahili term with which young men and women often used when seeing their elders. Mzee  it can mean honored older man, or father figure. How did I ever get to be this age? I seem to have slipped into this stage of life despite my struggle to maintain youth and purpose. Only time will tell whether I will deserve the honor of being recognized as an Mzee. I hope you are moved as you read my work. If so i encourage you to boost it along in your sphere of influence or social media. I welcome your opinion or dialogue at pilgrimceddy@yahoo.com Shalom
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  [Chapter I](text00002.html#ch01)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  [Chapter III](text00004.html#ch03)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  [Chapter IV](text00005.html#ch04)
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Tech had never been a heavy drinker, but that night he was trying to go over
  the top. Jah would’ve been twenty-three that day. It had been a little over
  two years since he’d been killed, but the wound on Tech heart was still fresh.
  
  
  Jah had been a beast when he was on the streets. He was one of the youngest
  and without question one of the wildest dogs on or off the chain. His entire
  bloodline reeked of tragedy, with his brother committing suicide over a chick
  and the dark path Jah walked. He was a murderer, thief, drug dealer and the
  best friend a young punk from the slums could ever ask for. To those who
  didn’t know him, Jah was a monster to be fear