Winning The War

Today is a very exciting day.. in about two hours I will be batising a good friend of mine.
The turn of the story is prett cool.. He experienced heart ach early in the year and now he relized that he needs Jesus..
I am just honored I got to see the story end.. I know that God has a amazing plan for this young man life.

God bless you my friend
This video sums it up.."We all need to come home running"

Fallen But Not Forgotten

It was this month twenty years ago, That I signed up for the Delayed Entry Program for the United States Army...
Who would of thought that for eight years.. (some were pretty long at times) I would have seen the things I've seen or experience the things I experienced..
This video reminds me that EVERY US Vetern is important..
May God continue to bless America...

Happy Mothers Day

To my dear sweet mom, who taught me how to be just me!!
I love you

Abby's Gift

Hey, how is everyone doing.. Well since I am a big "chick-flicks" movie watcher, I thought I would give it a try, and see if I can write something in my spare time.
This is what I have so far...

Abby’s Gift

Prologue


Cherry Grove was just like any other small Kentucky town. As I sit in the waiting room of the UK Medical Center, (United Kingdom Medical Center), where the best neurologist in the world are, my mind couldn't’t help but go back to a more simpler time.

A time when you could leave your front doors unlock and we kids knew when the fire flies came out, we had thirty minutes to get home.

That was when I first met Abigail Johnson or “Abby” as she was known by all who knew her, only her grandmother and her mom when she got in trouble on occasion, would call her Abigail.

Abby was the best player at kick the can, a game of fast paced, heart racing excitement that only a twelve year boy or girl could really appreciate.

Now, as I sit flipping thru the pages of out dated back issues of Field and Stream, and Better Homes and Gardens, in room number two –twenty-four, I can’t help but wonder, did she make the right decision, and was it worth it.


Abby’s Gift

Chapter 1 – Kick the Can


“No, you didn’t tag me!” shouted Jason, as he stood there arguing with Abigail Johnson, the new girl. Abby, as she was known by her friends, moved to Cherry Grove at the end of the school term, two weeks before summer vacation. Her father has died of a brain tumor when she was 3 years old, and her mom wanted to start over and find more healing. She had heard about Cherry Grove from her Aunt, who grew up her, then moved to New York to start her career in the theater. A lot of people would say that Aunt Carol was where Abby received her magical imagination.

“Yes I did!!” shouted back Abby, louder then Jason, “You are such a big baby.” she shouted, “Fine,” “I will be it again!”

“Hey Willie, come and help me count.” Abby knew I hated the name Willie; my parents named me William Edward, after my great grandfather and I only like to answer to Eddie. But she was cute and I had the biggest crush on her, so whatever she wanted to call me was just fine with me.

“Coming!” I said.

Chief

Well it is Wednesday and I am sitting in my office.. about to get ready for the meal and Bible Study here at the church..but first I just wanted to give a little shout- out to an avid reader of "Love - Letters"

I am talking about my good friend "Chief Posey".. I just had lunch with him yesterday and we were having a good ole time..

He just became the new Chief of Police in our town.. and I wish him the best of luck.. I am 100% positive that he will do a excellent job!!...

So here's to you partner.. and if you see a green Buick with duct tape on the front and back window speeding threw town.. Remember what you read here !!! (haha)

My Best Friend

It is funny the way things move around on this piece of rock we call Earth...
All our lives we search for that one person who we can call our "best friend".. some one we can just talk too and they listen. I met many people in my 38 years of life, I have to admit I shared quite a few laughs and tears with those same people..but I think after all my searching I finally found my "best friend"..

Let me tell you about my best friend..
This friend is so honest!! My friend always tells me when something isn't right..
This friend always makes me laugh even on days I don't feel like laughing..
When I had a minor "surgery" my best friend was there to cheer me up and make me laugh...
This friend knows when I am really hurting.. just today I read something in an email that was very unpleasant..well,... down right "heart-breaking" and my best friend called me to tell me they "loved me"..

This friend of mine loves to watch me cut the grass and loves it when I make hot dogs with extra chips..!!

This friend I am talking about is Landon...
Yep you read it correctly.. Landon.. my 3 year old son..
Of all the people I met in my life.. He actually understands me..

I can never leave the house or he go to bed.. with out these last words..
"Daddy, I need my kiss and hug.."
Then I say.. I love you .. and he aways comes back with .."Daddy, I love you more"

Honestly

Well.. I haven't blogged in quiet a while.. to be honest I have been quite busy.. and sort of just "not-with-it" for a while.. I seem to have a lot on my mind.. anyway.. I did thought I would share this thought.. it is from John 15:13

"No greater love is this.. then when a person lays his life down for a friend"...

This kind of remind me of that 1980's song from that big hair band "Stryper" the song was "Honestly".. it basically talked about what it means to be a friend....

anyway.. that is what I believe makes life worth living..

One Of Those Days...."Why The World Needs A Superman"

Lets just say.. I had one of those days...

Birthdays

Well this past weekend we celebrated the birthdays of two young men..(haha)
On Sunday we had a party for Landon Cho' Love, who turned 3 years old on April 11th.. and his younger brother Roger Alexander (Lex)... who turned 1 on April 8th..

It was a pretty cool time.. Brady put together this bike/pulling thing for Alex.. I couldn't figure it out..

Hard to believe I have a 13 year old and a 3 year old and a 1 year old.. No wonder I am tired so much!!!