Gloria J Hunt Keith “JOB “ Story . Respectfully From Riches to Rags And Back Again with God, Our Ultimate Creator, God Was with me through it All and Led Me Out of Bondage by Presenting Me with A Charge to Find and Appreciate Every Professional Humanitarian from Homelessness to 🏡 Again. Respectfully Written as Lived by GLORIA J Hunt KEITH September 2015- March 2018

March 24 2022

Today in my Spiritual History is my Gifted and Talented Mom who had her Own Beautiful Home Built for her Family and Her. Mom built her Home specifically, that she would never go to a Nursing Home. Her 9 children would give her positive care until her Spiritual Transformation Completion. God sent me back home to primarily take good, appropriate, and safe care of Mom in her own home. Mom left no mortgage nor any other bills when she was about to make her Spiritual Transformation. Mom and I talked when she called me to her side with the one original deed in her hand to express what it was for and why it was important for me to sign the deed, at that time.
I wasn’t ready to sign the deed for one reason and that was the return of the prodigal son. Mom said we can clear that up when I talk to him and the other sisters and brothers. Mom did talk to the prodigal son as well as the others. All of them said that they weren’t coming to live there. Including the prodigal son whose future wife as we knew her was there when Mom called the prodigal son. His future wife worked three jobs to prepare everything for them in another city… So, I agreed to carry out Mom’s Visionary plan as I did for most of my family members and mom, whenever they needed me to assist.
Although I finally let my downtown apartment go, to live in the home that Mom built, there was a plot against me. First to steal my Social Security. Then my private retirement home, piece by piece. Although I made twenty-seven police reports after home security and had a new air continuation repaired after some cut the wires and continued to take all my security cameras down. The local policemen did nothing. Yet, I was healing from three major surgeries when someone went to every utility department and withdrew my name from my manager and paid utilities. I fought cases in County and Federal courts, to have my dignity, integrity, and honor restored after much injustice. Next all the documents and evidence I gave to the courts, I was unable to retain.
My life was threatened, immediately after the County Court Hearing. The Judge refused to allow me to see what the other party had submitted as evidence, nor did the Judge permit me to have copies of what documents the court held in County Court files pertaining and pertinent to my case.
My life was threatened again as the human stood in front of in the darkness in my home in the hallway from the living room to my room where I held a candle in a brass candle holder as I rolled in my electric chair. The human being held the last of my camera and security home monitors and said, this is my house and you got to go. All my accessibility phones and monitors for contacting the police or fire department were dead. I was on fire from the candle. He wouldn’t help me…My friend came back to bring me something I left in the car. I took my walker and left with first-, second-, and third-degree burns. I contacted my lawyer who lived in another city. I also found out that my lawyer had just been blacklisted, also. I ended up in Homeless Shelters because my creditability and financial records were compromised. I was defrauded, even though the homeless shelters… I prayed, asked God to order my steps. Although I went to this JOB SITUATION, my GOD, Our Ultimate Creator
stayed with me and told me when and how to get out of the bondage in the city I was in. Despite my healing condition, it was time to go. I did leave with God directing my way out of the unnecessary bondage. My Job Story. I’m alive and yet healing. Telling my story to my FB Friends is part of my healing.
Therefore, I appreciate all of you, Facebook Friends for seeing the goodness in me when you look at my photos. Thank you. Respectfully Submitted. GJEAN KEITH #ActionSpeaks
No more electric chairs. Only my relative Walker keeps me balanced and from falling.

Please watch my mother who spread joy throughout her communities, home, wherever she would go. My Mom is the very first Professional Humanitarian I know. Happy Birthday. FB Friends. The video below is about my mom: Effie Doris Hunt. Alabama. Happy Birthday Mom (died 89plus)

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