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Jesus Christ is salvation. There is no if; and or buts. It's the truth. More than a feeling. It is logic that concludes all faiths that...

By loving God, you find the way to love others and yourself. To follow God you sacrifice the elements of the material world and find so...

Seven years is a long time. Nice an odd of a number. It can be both a long time and short time as well. Depending on how good or a bad memory it holds. Drags out to infinity. Hops and skips over the boredom of everyday. All perception, I guess. A time to remember and learn. Maybe a time to move on. Many choices. Today, March 7th, I will go back seven years. That would of been 2018. And I start with a text message. 'I'm Sorry Baby, He Slipped Away'. My wife, Kelly, was the one

Diabetes is an unpredictable disease. Messes you up royally without notice. Type one can effect everything from motor skills to cognitive...

Thirty nine years is a long time to remember anything outside of a birth; marriage or a friendship. What I remember is the start of a moment that changed my life for the good. Friday, February the 28th of 1986 was the day I saw a Doctor for what I thought was the flu. It was not the flu. I was skinny; pale; terrible rash on my legs; couldn't ride a bike or swim. No balance. Quite emotional at times. Nausea and dizzy more often then not. To this day my memory is hazy in some p

In my almost fifty years I have lost people and it never get easier. It is always sad. Never helps in saying that said person, 'is out of pain or they are in a better place. Lived a long fulfilling life. Will be remembered for the life that was lived.' All this is very true. Of course it is. Unfortunately, it is all air to those left behind. The memories help the pain. Keepsakes left behind help the pain, but the pain does not go away. It remains in a much more manageable sta

I do this thing when I go out to eat with my family. I do it even if I go out on my own which rarely happens, because I do not like eating alone. I bring a sketch pad. I draw a picture or pictures that I leave with a tip. I try to tip well out of appreciation for the server and out of memory of my late Mother In Law, who raised five children on a waitress salary. I leave a sketch to make someone smile or laugh. I sometimes take requests. I just want to be kind. Yes, the money

Why I love my wife and daughter? Why would I do anything for them? Simple, because God (Jesus Christ) brought me these two incredible...