Touching Love Note from Tyna T. Duncan-Landers to Husband, Keith L. Lander...

My Dearest Love,

I never dreamed in my most distant thoughts that we would be living the ‘In sickness and in health” portion of the wedding vows we exchanged.

Baby please know that even in this sickness that we are fighting, my love for you continues to grow and connect me to you with a bond that cannot be broken.

I am dealing with a disease that is life threatening but I don’t feel any pain and I don’t fear anything. I want you know that your love has and continues to carry me through every moment of every day. I feel your love and prayers covering me like a warm blanket on a cold, dreary day. You are medicine and healing to my mind, body and soul.

Only our God could have so favored me with an extraordinary man like you. You have been here for me and with me. Many days you carried and still carry me. Remember those dark weeks as I lay in that hospital bed and you lay on that uncomfortable cot next to me all night…without ever complaining or showing signs or fatigue? Remember getting me up seemingly a thousand times and patiently walking me to the bathroom and unhooking the air wraps on my legs and pulling ’Herman’ (the IV pole) as you called it? Smile…. For your love, spiritual valor, support, loyalty and strength…I am and will be eternally grateful.

Thank you, Keith.

Tyna

Bishop J. Delano Ellis comments on Tyna T. Duncan-Landers' new book, "Totally Overwhelmed"!

Bishop J. Delano Ellis comments on Tyna T. Duncan-Landers' new book release,"Totally Overwhelmed"!

“Totally Over-whelmed” is the description of a soul on fire with no means for distinguishing the difference between destructive combustion and energy for forward moving. Reverend Tyna is one of the few who fought to arise from her ashes and point the way back to wholeness as does the mythological Phoenix. I’m compelled to recommend this down-to-earth treaty on life to men and women alike in hopes that they will use it as a tool for self-help and a guide for others who stumble through the jungles of ministry without good road maps.

"Thank you, my sister, for allowing God to bring you back from your brinks of depression and uncertainty. Your testimony and memoir's will bless generations, especially ladies in this fast-paced mega-century who struggle to cope and survive the deceits of brothers and others who've not prepared themselves to be overcomers."

You can order your copy of "Totally Overwhelmed" right now. Just click on the icon below!

Thank You, Tyna T. Duncan-Landers

Keith L.Landers' New Book, "Invite God Into Your Bedroom is HOT!!

Keith L. Landers' new book release, "Invite God Into Your Bedroom" is slated to be one of the most effective book releases on the subject of CHRISTIAN COUPLES EXPERIENCING SEXUAL FULFILLMENT!


The Book, "Invite God Into Your Bedroom" is the first book in the series on "Anointed to Make Love, A Christian Perspective".

"Invite God Into Your Bedroom" teaches, inspires and assists couples in enhancing their romance, intimacy and sexual fulfillment.

The book consists of:
~ A Manual which is written to the husband and to the wife
~A Workbook with practical applications and ideas


Keith and wife, Tyna have dedicated their lives to helping couples enjoy the experience of making love within the seemingly unexplored boundaries of the Spirit of God being totally active in the love making process.


Within the pages of, "Invite God into Your Bedroom" you will read...


(Unedited Excerpt) "The Spirit of God is an unlimited source of power and life! To experience the totality of love making you must learn how to include your body, soul and spirit. To be in touch with every part of yourself, make a total spiritual connection to God and in his manifested presence give all of yourself to your spouse.

The presence of God's spirit brings both you and your spouse's spirit to the fore front of the experience and creates a moment so full of power and spiritual life that every part of your beings will be satisfied beyond your wildest imaginations.

Most people have never experienced their body soul and spirit being a flamed with the Spirit of God all simultaneously! Then to share this incredible experience jointly with your spouse over and over again is guaranteed to be life changing!"

The book, "Invite God into Your Bedroom" is available by mail order only.

Be the first to take advantage of this anointed, God inspired book!! Tell all your friends and family to order now!

TO ORDER EMAIL KEITH AT:

keithlanders@totallyoverwhelmed.com


.....don't wait copies are limited! Thanks for stopping by!

THE LANDERS PUBLISHING GROUP

Tyna T. Duncan-Landers in Cincinnati, Ohio.

This past weekend, September 29-October 1st, Keith (my husband above on far left) and I were in Cincinnati, Ohio. I was the guest speaker for the Abundant Life Apostolic Church's "Annual YOUTH WEEKEND". Bishop Anthony Stephens (with his wife, Lyniece above on far right) is the Pastor. We experienced an AWESOME presence of God in each service!



Thank you, Minister Vada and Dionne Stephens for the invitation!!



Tyna and Recording artist, Amonte Lacey. His new CD is a must pick up!







Oh guess what...The book, "TOTALLY OVERWHELMED" has been released.

Go to our website... www.totallyoverwhelmed.com for details on how to purchase your copy!



Thanks TTL.

Tyna T. Duncan-Landers' New Book, "Totally Overwhelmed" Dedicated to her Parents and Sons!

This book is written In Loving Memory of my parents,
Reverend Curtis F. and Mrs. Hattie L. Davis.

Every day I breathe the fragrance of all that you are to me. You taught me to love family, to be loyal, to laugh, to be true to God, to follow my convictions and most importantly, to embrace being a servant of God. You “let the light from your light house shine… and it shined… on me”. I love you Mommie and Daddy.



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This book is dedicated to my two sons,
Ernest “Ernie” L. Duncan, III and Jeremy Alan Duncan, Sr.



My Dearest Sons,

You are my life and inspiration. My love for you helped sustain me through my darkest moments. You were to me like the stem of a flower that allowed me to draw strength from the manure infested soil around me. I am beginning to blossom again fresh and new. Walk with God. It is your destiny to become strong and wise men of God. Our love is forever.

Mom
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Book Thank Yous and Acknowledgements....

To Cassondra R. Cory, my precious princess "Di"... As the creative writer and steadfast supporter on this book project, thank you doesn’t seem adequate to say, for the work you’ve done over the past year to make this book the literary work that it has become. My experiences would be mere words had you not picked up your pen and placed your "creative genius" on my story. God has great things in store for you, Di!

To my Husband, Keith L. Landers, "you took my heart by surprise!" I look forward to every moment of every day we spend as one. You have given me a reason to live again! My love is yours and yours alone. It is omnipresent… it exist in all times, all places in every dimension. Thank you for finding me.

To my only brother, Frank… You are all that’s left of our first family. If God had taken me to a time and place before you were and given me the privilege to choose the perfect brother, I would have chosen you just as you are. I will always love you ‘cause… ”you ain’t heavy, you’re my brother!”

Special Thanks to my “Aunti”, Ann Stokes for your love, prayers and endless support. And I dare not forget the chicken noodles! You’ve always being there for me, Aunti. You are a jewel most rare, eternally priceless and forever treasured.

To my beloved god-daughter, Michelle Pilgrim, through the good and the bad years and times, you were the one constant. Thank you for always being there and never judging me. I’ve learned so many things from you. As God used the “dirty raven” to sustain Elijah, I appreciate you for being my “Dirty Raven”.

To Evelyn and Joe Sears, Baffour and Tonette Otchere, Dawn Marie "Phar-Cletus" Coleman, my spiritual sons and daughters, my dearest friends and family. You’ve been to me Columns of strength and pillows of sustaining rest. I could not have endured the press with out you. I will never forget your many prayers and kindnesses.

Special Thanks to Rev. and Mrs. Gerald Sylver and the Freedom Temple Family for the many years of steadfast prayer. You were my city of refuge.

To Bishop J. Delano and Elder Sabrina Ellis... thank you for believing in me when it felt like no one else did. When I was an outcast and deemed unusable by people, you embraced me, consecrated me and gave me a place where I could exercise my gifts and talents. You were my hero.

Lyle, thank you for your role in making this dream a reality.

Lady Karen Turner, you are a gift to the body of Christ and to me. Thank you for editing this work and for your guidance throughout the publishing process. You, Karen and your husband, Pastor Carl Turner are dear friends.

Thank You Pastor Johnnie Lockhart and the Agape Christian Training Center for believing in this book project.

Last but not least… In affectionate reflection of a Camelot moment in time… The Testament Worship Center.

NEW BOOK "TOTALLY OVERWHELMED" RELEASE DATE, OCTOBER, 2006!!

Hello,
This is going to be what the cover will look like..IT IS NOT FINISHED AND I KNOW THERE'S A TYPO ON PHOENIX... IT WILL BE CORRECTED. But I am so excited, I wanted to share it with you a head of time! Please leave me a comment if you like, about the cover!!

Thanks for your time, Tyna T. Duncan-Landers

ABOUT THE AUTHOR OF NEW BOOK RELEASE, "TOTALLY OVERWHELMED"

TYNA T. DUNCAN-LANDERS is the President of "The National Association of Women Ministers, Inc." She is a proud wife, mother, grandmother, preacher, teacher, friend, author and lover of all mankind. Tyna is an advocate for the rights of the poor and women ministers who have experienced injustice and inequality in the religious community! She is in process of publishing her first work.

It is an autobiography about 3 tragic, unbelievable years of her life as a women Pastor and minister. And how those events affected Tyna and her family. The book tells a story of divorce, humor, tears, death, prison, intrigue, sex, men, betrayal, and drugs. Tyna speaks of her extended family, her journey from living a financially comfortable lifestyle to homelessness, loss of her businesses, the violence she experienced...And much more! All real life stuff Tyna T. Duncan-Landers lived through!!



A NOTE ABOUT THE PHOENIX REBORN...
The phoenix was chosen to represent strength, hope and rebirth, as well as transformation. The image of the phoenix emerging from the ashes of complete destruction...Rises gloriously and triumphantly from the ashes to live again!

Thus, the phoenix, the ancient mythical creature that is consumed by flames, only to be reborn anew, is another symbol of transformation and a representation of the grief response. I WILL RISE AGAIN! TTL

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For information on purchasing "Totally Overwhelmed", please email us at tynatduncan@gmail.com.

Tyna T. Duncan-Landers...Female Minister Writes about Her Tragedies

Here's an excerpts from Tyna's new book, "Totally Overwhelmed".

We went back to Cincinnati following that vacation. I found myself at my lowest point ever. In the middle of December, 1996, E had been car jacked, nearly beat to death, and almost shot. I didn’t think I could take any more. That was when I realized those winds that blew with a vengeance in 1997 had begun blowing gently over my life.





The fact that I blacked out in the Bahamas scared me. Nursing my son back to health caused me to realize the way we were living needed to change. Not sure what to do next, I booked another ticket to the Bahamas. This time I was going alone. I needed time alone to sort through years of bottled up thoughts and feelings. It was cold in the Bahamas during that time. I remember sitting outside looking out at the beach saying out loud, God, I can’t take any more. Something’s got to change. It was only a matter of weeks before that change began to take place.

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"Rev. Tyna T. Duncan-Landers writes a Love Note To New Husband, Rev. Keith L. Landers!"

My Dearest Love,

I am not as eloquent as you are… when it comes to expressing our love. But in my own words and in own way, I want you and the world to know, how deeply I love you.

I love you with a depth that can only spring from the mind and heart of God. It was Divine Providence that we met.

This love I feel for you awakes me each morning renewed, happy and fulfilled. I go throughout every day with purpose, warmth and a sense of expecting the best each moment. I cant wait to see you in the evening when the sun is going down…you know how much I love dusk. That has not always been the case.

Before I fell in love with you, dusk was a sad and lonely time of the day for me. Between day light ending and the night fall beginning, I would always feel a longing for my soul-mate…that one man that I could talk over the days events, eat dinner with, and at bed time, just get in the bath tub with and CHILL. I have that and much more with you.

I love you unconditionally. I love you completely. I love you without boundaries. My love for you has no relativity to time or space. I know the depth and breath of my love for you will continue to grow… “for as long I live”.

Thank you, Keith for finding me.

Your Soul mate and Wife, Tyna.

"I was so sick of the PORN."

I was a firm believer on including Big E in everything that went on in our children’s lives. I wasn’t always enthusiastic about doing so because it didn’t take much to upset him but I knew I needed to include my husband in this. I was certain he would get even more upset than I was. That night, after dinner I told him. “I think the boys have been watching pornography. I’m having bills sent to the house to verify it.” His body language did not suggest he was upset and his facial expression didn’t suggest he was surprised. He just sat there unmoved by what I said. This should have been my first indicator the problem was deeper than what I was anticipating but I attributed his response to the fact that he was in one of his moods and I dropped the conversation that night. Before the bills came, I asked the boys in passing if they had been watching pornography. They both said yes. Even though they admitted they had been watching it, when the bills came, I was irate. It was one thing to have been told over the phone pornography was being ordered in my home. It was another to actually see the orders on the bill! There was so much pornography being ordered it was ridiculous. I studied the bills and found the same pornographic movies being watched sometimes two and three times a night. One month there was an additional $300.00 charged for pornography alone. I wanted an explanation so I called a family meeting the day after the bills came. It was held in our living room. The boys arrived before their father and I did. They were sitting beside each other on one end of the sectional. Big E went in and sat on the other end. I remember vividly the anger I felt towards them. I paced back and forth as I told them how appalled I was for disrespecting their father and I the way that they did. I began reading each and every itemized movie that was printed on those bills. As I read the movie titles I still found myself shocked by quantity of what was listed. Some movies were listed two and three times within one week. Having come to the end of one page I threw it at the boys and continued reading as the paper flew aimlessly to the floor. With the completion of each page, I felt my anger level rise. I would periodically look only to find J peering at their father. E never took his eyes off me. The more movies I read, the angrier I got. I kept waiting on Big E to chime in with me but I got neither backing nor support from him. In fact, he didn’t say a word. He just sat there and watched me self destruct.

With each movie read and pages and pages of cable bills now lying on the floor, I started calling out the names of the shows that I could recall from the top of my head. We’re gonna sit and watch these movies as a family,” I said, “so that we can all see what you guys have found so interesting.” Not used to getting scolded from either Big E or I, E must have taken all he could handle. “Hold on mom,” he said as I start naming the order in which we were going to watch the movies. “We watched part of one show that day you came in the room. That was it.” Immediately my eyes shifted to their father. Their eyes followed. I felt so many things but above all I felt shame. I knew he had a history of pornography but two and two never equaled four. Never! When I was away, I was out preaching, growing in my calling as a minister and when I was home, I didn’t trace him down to see what he was doing if he wasn’t sitting up under me. Yet he sat there and allowed me to blame them for watching all that pornography. And if one of them wouldn’t have spoken up for themselves, he would have let them take the blame for it. He had plenty of opportunity before our meeting to speak up and say, Tyna I ordered those movies. But he never said a word. He knowingly let me blame our children for something he had done. And he was willing to expose his problem at their expense. These experiences tore at the fiber of our relationship and his relationship with his children.

With all of that being done, I still didn’t see a need to have conversations with people and try to explain to them or tell them anything. First and foremost, I knew that would not solve anything. Secondly I was feeling so much emotional pain and dealing with so many stressors that I didn’t have the energy to have meaningless conversations with people. I also didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know where to begin explaining the things that happened and how I felt. I know people were concerned about me, but the fact of the matter was, there was nothing any of them could do. And the more things happened, the more I thought talking would make a bad situation worse. I hadn’t talked all those years ago so what was the reason to start talking then? I would have looked like I was just pointing the finger at him and I never did that. I didn’t even tell my mother and father things that went on. I didn’t want to appear to be one that was talking about him and dogging him so I kept quiet. I knew there was nothing people could do. I was so angry so I knew the best thing for me to do was just be quiet.

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Tyna T. Duncan wrote a book entitled, "Totally Overwhelmed" . The book records 3 short years of her devastating experiences. And how those totally overwhelming NIGHTMARES have changed her life.



Tyna believes,"WE CAN BE HEALED OF EVERY DEVASTATING EXPERIENCE THAT HAPPENS IN OUR LIVES!!"

Tyna T. Duncan-Landers is Author of Great Book of Survival, "Totally Overwhelmed".

Excerpts from New Book..."Totally Overwhelmed".

I heard a knock on the door and jumped ever so slightly. I am certain I was having an out of body experience and the knock on the door startled me back into reality. I looked down at my hands as I remembered where I was. The water had turned cold. My fingers were cold and withered. “Please come out of the shower,” J said. I said nothing to acknowledge I heard his request nor did I say anything that suggested I would comply. My baby was trying to reach out to me but must have walked away when he got no response. I watched the water bounce around the inside of my porcelain tub as its rhythmic pitter-patter engulfed the room’s silence. Eventually I found myself wrapped up in a towel climbing into bed. I am sure I turned the water off and put on some clothes at some point. I just don’t remember when. It hadn’t taken long at all but depression found a home in me. I stayed in bed not saying a word for over two days.

E had come home from prep school. He would come in my room periodically and pray for me. He wouldn’t try to get me to talk nor would he tell me what was going on outside of my bedroom. He’d simply come in, grab one of my hands as he sat on the edge of my bed, and he’d pray. He’d also come in and try to get me to eat. I didn’t have an appetite. I think this deeply concerned him. He called the Senior Deacon of the church, Deacon James, to come pray for me. Boy was I grateful for that. I will never forget him coming into my bedroom, kneeling down beside my bed and praying for me. Deacon James, if you and your wife are reading this book I want both of you to know I will always be grateful to the two of you for what you did for me during that period. I truly thank you.

Early Friday morning my will to live overtook the spirit of depression that had been holding me hostage in my room. I found myself thinking about the possible outcomes of my court hearing and I knew I needed to get out of that bed and do something proactive. My actions started by forcing myself to make two important phone calls. While still in bed, weak and dehydrated, I called Mr. Alexander. Even though I had not been thinking clearly about my situation, my inner man was telling me I needed to establish some course of action before someone else took action upon me. He requested Big E and I come to his office so he set up a meeting early that afternoon. Secondly, without knowing anything that was being said in the community, I knew the church members were probably agonizing over this situation and I at least needed to speak with the leaders about what was going on. So I called Deacon James and asked him to gather the leaders and meet me at my house later that evening.


Tyna T. Duncan

Tyna T. Duncan's NEW BOOK, "Totally Overwhelmed"

Once through the steel door we walked toward a tall cement counter. There were two intake personnel, one white man and one black woman, standing there. The officer walked me to the front of the counter and turned me over to the intake personnel. I stood there for a moment as the officer and the intake personnel exchanged words. The officer then exited out the way we had entered and I stood watching them make what appeared to be an ID bracelet for me. The woman asked for the gold belt I was wearing and the navy blue shoe strings that were in my shoes. I gave them what they asked for without saying a word. I was too nervous to say anything. I knew they were taking the loose objects away from me because they could be used as harmful objects once inside the jail cell so there was no point in asking any questions.

It took a couple of minutes and then the white intake person walked around the counter, snatched my arms up over the cement ledge, and then let them fall against the counter concrete top so that the black woman could put the bracelet on me. I said nothing outwardly but I wanted to cry on the inside. The way he pulled my arms up and threw them up over that counter rubbing my wrists against those metal handcuffs and then letting them slam against that cement really hurt me. He showed no remorse for his roughness nor concern for how it made me feel. I swallowed, sucking in the pain, and scooted myself closer to the counter to accommodate for the awkward position I found myself in. Without realizing it I had placed my feet on these yellow foot markers painted on the cement floor. I was in the perfect position for what came next. The woman proceeded to search me. While I wasn’t asked to strip of my clothing, I felt as though I might as well have as she ran her hands up and down my body.

Once the search was complete, the man used a remote to open this glass door that was about 10 feet behind the intake counter. Almost immediately you could hear a lot of screaming. I couldn’t decipher anything that was being said because the voices were coming from all directions. It was very chaotic, all that screaming was. The intake woman walked me through the glass door and instructed I walked with her following the yellow feet on the floor. They led me to this big cell, about 15’x15’. Another glass door, the length of the cell, was opened. The hand cuffs were taken off of me and I was escorted in.

As I went into the cell I gazed the area, making myself aware of my surroundings. The floor, the seats, the wall - everything was cement. When I walked in, there was a bench on the left and a bench on the right. There were two cement polls behind each bench. Towards the back of the cell there was a small brick wall. Behind this wall was the commode. There was a clock on the left hand side of the back wall.

It was early when I got there, probably around 11:00 AM. There were only three women in the cell. One woman sat on the bench, close to the glass door, on the left hand side. The other two women were sitting on the bench on the right hand side. I walked toward the bench on the left hand side of the cell and took a seat on the back end of it, close to the cement poll. As soon as I sat down, the girl that was sitting on the opposite end got up and went to the right side of the cell. I said nothing to her or gave her no indication that I didn’t want to sit by her. She just got up and moved. I fixed my eyes on the clock on the back wall. That clock was my focal point. It kept me concentrating on when I was getting out and kept me from starring at the other women in the cell.


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Remember..."You can arise from the ashes of your life and live again."

Tyna T. Duncan