Happy Anniversary Honey,
Can't even begin to explain the best times of 49 years of marriage. My honey has been with me above and beyond our vows. I am so lucky that she has accepted me for all my weakness and failures.
Getting stuck in a snowstorm on our honeymoon might have been an omen of success or failure. In fact it was a sign if success. At such an early age that we were, I had no fear, and Pam trusted me completely. She still does today.
We are so blessed to be where we are today.
For those who read this blog, thank you for following. To our children, we love you, and are proud of you.
We are grateful for all the blessings that we have received. To our friends and family, we cherish you all. Not enough words to say thank you Lord, family, friends. Amen
Sunday, November 24, 2019
Friday, August 16, 2019
Didn't expect this Bus Stop
When I first envisioned God's Yellow Bus, I was at a cross road needing to decide whether I was going to follow my own free spirit, or rely and accept God's guidance and helping hand.
Wallah! The Yellow Bus appeared, and I've trusted the journey. I am grateful that I made that decision, and my life had been blessed because of that decision.
This most recent Bus Stop really took me by surprise, and made me evaluate so many things again. Ultimately, I will trust the Driver, and go where I am led.
I have been diagnosed with prostate cancer. Huh? Me? Why?
Turns out, that our bodies are as vulnerable to breakdown as our soul. The good news is that the soul, to the best of my understanding and belief is that my soul can be cured forever, if I choose to accept the Driver. The body, eventually, not so much. The body is organic, and it will eventually cease to exist.
The last few weeks have been an emotional whirlpool. What do I know? What do I do? What can I expect? So I'm on this new journey ready to prepare myself for the tools I am given to take care of the problem as best as is available. I'm okay with that. So far, I've been led to some good doctors. I am assured (as best as they can assure) that my situation is early and very treatable. I don't look forward to the various options for treatment, but hey, "gotta fix the problem".
I will go forward trusting in my earthly help, (the doctors), and the Driver.
Wallah! The Yellow Bus appeared, and I've trusted the journey. I am grateful that I made that decision, and my life had been blessed because of that decision.
This most recent Bus Stop really took me by surprise, and made me evaluate so many things again. Ultimately, I will trust the Driver, and go where I am led.
I have been diagnosed with prostate cancer. Huh? Me? Why?
Turns out, that our bodies are as vulnerable to breakdown as our soul. The good news is that the soul, to the best of my understanding and belief is that my soul can be cured forever, if I choose to accept the Driver. The body, eventually, not so much. The body is organic, and it will eventually cease to exist.
The last few weeks have been an emotional whirlpool. What do I know? What do I do? What can I expect? So I'm on this new journey ready to prepare myself for the tools I am given to take care of the problem as best as is available. I'm okay with that. So far, I've been led to some good doctors. I am assured (as best as they can assure) that my situation is early and very treatable. I don't look forward to the various options for treatment, but hey, "gotta fix the problem".
I will go forward trusting in my earthly help, (the doctors), and the Driver.
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