To Wyoming or Bust!!

Annoyed During the first summer of my sobriety many great things had happened. If you’ve been keeping up you can see that the first six months was a whirlwind of unstoppable happenings that I needed to experience. But none quite like this one have I mentioned yet. The 12 steps of Alcoholics Anonymous are designed to help the Alcoholic recover and lead a productive life, to be short, doing the things we should have been doing all along. The 5th step: Admitted to God, ourselves, and another human being the exact nature of our wrongs. This step has sent many a promising new person on a tailspin back into the dark life of alcoholism by just reading the step, as you can see why. No drunk wants to tell his life story! Just the idea of telling the “very nature of our wrongs” can send us over the edge. During or drinking days we had done some pretty horrendous things not only to ourselves, but to others also. So fessing up isn’t a dream come true, if you will.

I was the same way. I took a look at this step and almost turned around and walked out, if it wasn’t for my sponsor stopping me I would have! I was working the steps like I was told and when I got to the 5th step I was actually ready to “let it all out”, for if I didn’t I could be headed back to the bottle and that wasn’t someplace I was willing to go. Now my sponsor, an avid motorcycle enthusiast that he is had made plans to head up to the northern part of Minnesota to buy an old BMW motorcycle. I was kind of excited because I got to go on a road trip, plus I was going to do my 5th step, so I was ready.

Well, let me tell ya that trip didn’t go as planned. Well it did just sometime later and without meOpen-mouthed smile. Instead he ended up buying a motorcycle off of E-Bay, destination: Cheyenne, Wyoming! Yup we were headed across country to by a bikeSad smile. We loaded up into his truck and off we went. Little did I realize we were fixing to embark  on one of the most boring trips of my life! We had to go through Nebraska and that in itself was enough to dull the most excited person. 480 miles of absolutely nothing!! Flat lands that’s it! I-80 going through Nebraska is the route we took and I would have much rather sat in my front yard and tried to make mud pies with no mud! The good thing was that my sponsor and I bonded. We talked of times when we were drinking and not drinking. We chatted about high school crushes and the ones that got away. This was good for me because I had never bonded like this with another guy. And before we knew it we were in Wyoming.

We pull into were we were buying the bike and in moments we were loading up the bike and my sponsor was paying the man. Then in an instance he threw me the keys and said “your driving” Now mind you that I had only had my license back a few weeks and my driving was that of one still in drivers ed. I hopped in a started the truck and off we went. Getting onto the high way my sponsor looks at me and says “Well, how about that 5th step?” I thought to myself “You want me to tell my whole life story, while I’m driving your truck, with your motorcycle in the back doing 70 down the highway?” “Really!” So I took a deep breath and began to speak. Every word came flowing out as easy as water over a dam. Every dark cranny of all the dirty little things came to light and I was starting to feel released of years of turmoil right there in the middle of Nebraska! God definitely   had his hand on the steering wheel that day because there was a couple times those big trucks came a little close!

Few little times in my life have I felt the way I did that day, and a couple hours later or so I was done. There it was, my life laid bear before the only man I trusted and being exhausted I pulled into the next rest stop. Before we got out of the truck my sponsor prayed over me and told me good job. After a bathroom break    and some water we were back on the road, only this time he was driving. I rested my head on the seat and dozed off for a while reflecting over what just happened. One day I’m in a drunk tank in the county jail and the next I’m spilling my guts to someone I barley knew in the middle of Nebraska. But I felt that I had accomplished something and to me, that was all that counts.

One thing that I have learned since coming to the Lord and living the best as I possibly can for Him is He has a way of bring our “past deeds” to the light, in a loving and kind way. And sometimes it can be down right painful, but in the end its all worth it. Never before have I felt like a whole person. That’s  the wonderful thing about Jesus is he fills that “hole in the soul” and gives life a new meaning. So let me ask you my friend, Do you have a hole your soul that only Jesus can fill?

Oh what an exciting time it has been walking with the Lord, check back next time and ill tell you about the time my sister brought tears to my eyes.

Thanks for reading!! Be Blessed!

He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn, your vindication like the noonday sun. Psalm 37:6 


15 minutes in jail, Sober?

As I stated in y last post I will also be sharing some other events that has happened since the Lord had saved me from a near alcoholic death. Over the past 7 years there has been some amazing adventures and well, perplexing events and interesting things, to say the least. These posts are in no way chronological order like the others were. I just wanted you to understand the seriousness of alcoholism and the road it can lead you on and the saving grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. My hope is that someone reading may wake up and say “enough is enough!”  The disease of addiction kills 156 people a day,(just an estimate, the last time I checked that was the correct number.) So now on to some fun stuff!

April of 2005 brought sunshine and wonder for this once lost and all but forgotten former drunk.  I was 5 months sober at the time and just came off a weekend retreat that blew my mind and Jesus breathed the breath of life into me big time. So as they say,”being on fire for the Lord” I was and then some. I wanted to tell everyone and that’s just what I did. It was a great feeling to be able to look this world of ours in the eye and say”I don’t play by your rules anymore!” For I had given my life to Christ and His way was my main concern now.

About the last weekend in April we had planned a big cook out and whats called a speaker meeting in AA, to kickoff the spring and bring in a great summer.  We had planned this for a month or so and I was excited because I had a chance to meet some other AA’s, or people in AA from other groups. I liked meeting new people just for the fact I was still young in sobriety and wisdom and knowledge I was welcoming from anyone. My group was hosting the event so we provided the meat and other brought a dish to pass.

 It was a fine day whether wise and people started to show up in a hurry. We cooked and ate and mingled all day then around 2 or so the speaker gave his lead.(In AA giving a lead is the same as a testimony). I remember the speaker was well dressed and looked rested and younger than what his age said. Being sober has its perks especially health wise! He gave a great lead and when he was done i went to find him for we had a story kind of similar and I wanted to gain some wisdom from this man. (Now at this point there was probably 50 or so at the meeting with a lot of people who had multiple years of sobriety, so tapping into their wisdom was a main goal of mine.)

When the speaker had finished people started leaving for it was late in the afternoon. About the same time some of the guests were leaving we heard some yelling coming from inside the house. A  couple of the members had gotten into a little “spat” and one of them called the police. “Hmm I thought, the cops are coming and I don’t have anything to worry about!” I thought to my self as I seen the first cop arrive. A short time later a second showed up, and they did their Big Investigation”. I had no worries for I had been sober for a few months and my “case” was in another state, which by being sober and God leading the way was being taken care of. So no worries for this guy, right?

The officers went to everyone their and asked for their I.D. or drivers license which was no problem because I had a state issued I.D. at the time  so I wasn’t worried. I gave them mine and struck up a conversation with a gentleman that had 28 years plus sobriety! “A well of knowledge” I thought listening to him. Then I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around and it was the first officer on the scene. “Mr. Craig, can I speak with you a moment please?” He inquired. My sponsor saw what was happening and together we followed the cop to his car.

“Mr. Craig, do you know you have an outstanding bench warrant for your arrest, its six and a half years old?” My sponsor looked at me, and I at him, then to the officer and with a calm voice “No officer I wasn’t aware of a bench warrant”. (The warrant was six and a half years old, 7 years i found out and they expire. This was from not finishing certain requirements when I got my first D.U.I) “Sir, I’m going to have to take you to jail”. He said kind of sadly because he knew I was sober, but he was only doing his job.

HA! So I went to jail at an AA meeting, sober!!! But this time was different because I was willing to go to take care of some unfinished business from the past. Fortunately, i was there about 15 minutes or so and my sponsor and his wife came and bailed me out. And by the Grace of God when I went to court, the bail money payed for the fines and it was done. Actually, it was a really good feeling taking car of a prick from the past, that just meant i didn’t have to deal with it any in the future. God is so AMAZING!!

So Ya see, there has been some perplexing events since I’ve been sober and I wouldn’t have been able to handle it the way I did if it wasn’t for Christ. Jesus that day gave me a piece beyond all understanding and I knew what I had to do. He’s a loving God and when were obedient to what He says, the outcome is usually really awesome.

The purpose of this post is to show that actually funny and crazy things happen when following the Lord, but in the end, it’s all worth it. Because about 6 months later, I became friends with the same Judge that had my case!  Coming from seeing a different judge every other week or so to being friends with one, yup that’s the hand of God right there!

Check back next time and hear about  a trip that my sponsor and I made to Wyoming. Thanks for reading!! Be Blessed!!!

Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. -James 1:2-3

Its time to Celebrate!

That day in the cemetery was one of great joy, for I had finally came face to face with a hurt that I had avoided for nearly 15 years. I, in a sense, was being healed by the great physician, the King of Kings, Jesus. My emotions had finally settled and no longer felt the strain of being worthless. I could look the world in the eyes and laugh at its silliness and take a hold of Jesus for comfort. That day I knew the meaning of forgiveness. For the Lord had forgiven me, my father had forgiven me, but most importantly I had forgiven myself. You can forgive people all you want, but until you forgive yourself, its meaningless. That day was the day I met the Creator of all things and He, I finally realized, loved me unconditionally.

My first year of sobriety was an amazing one to say the least. I had done and experienced things I never would , if I was still on the bottle. I became a Christian, which is most important, My sponsor and I took a couple of trips, I fell in love (actually come to find out later, it was lust.) I went on another weekend retreat which this time I was a worker, and this time blew me away just like the first. I started to make several amends with family and friends and most importantly my mind and heart were finally being nourished in a positive way. In a sense, I was starting to feel alive,which is only produced by the loving hand of God.Red heart

421 My one year anniversary was approaching and I was humble, excited, and scared. I had never done anything in my life that was good for a whole year so this was by far, new territory for me. Over the past year as I stated earlier, was very special and raw. God did things that first year that you only see in movies. I met allot of wonderful people and developed some wonderful relationships that I still hold onto to this day.  What they say is true “good things happen to drunks that stay sober”, and good things were happening, though I felt inadequate sometimes. Coming from a life that only saw negativity, destruction, and sadness, which is what I was accustom to, good things happening were hard to swallow sometimes. So I took it in stride and let the Lord guide and direct me, because I had learned that His way was far better than anything I ever planned.

The day came, November 20th, 2005, one year of sobriety! I woke that morning excited and ready for the day and a little exhausted from all the things that happened over the past couple months, but non the less, very happy. Mom and my sister hugged me like a couple bears hugging a new born cub. My eyes were clear and bright and my mind was focused. I kind of liked this way of living because it was allot less stressful than the way I was doing it before. It was a great feeling not having to worry about the cops knocking on the door or an estranged husband coming to find his wife! So yes, it was quite nice being on the side of doing right, on God’s side, than in the devils play ground any day.

Church that morning was wonderful and exhilarating because the pastor had announced to the whole congregation that it was, in a sense, my birthday. Over 300 people were cheering and praising the Lord for what He had done in my life. “WOW”! is all   I could say, because no one had ever cheered for me before, ever! So this was extremely weird, but I soaked it al in and thanked God for such amazing people. That night I settled in with my bible and some ice cream and came across Philippians 4:13: I can do all things through Him who strengthens me. Which quite honestly   is my favorite verse. Not saying that the whole bible isn’t my favorite but this scripture God gave me. This was my scripture like he wrote it especially for me and I hold it dearly to this day.” I can do all things through Christ” I thought to myself.  For before I couldn’t do anything on my own that was of any value. I fell asleep that night with deep gratitude to the Creator of all things, for he saw something in me that no one ever did.

Let me ask you my friend, has life thrown you a curve ball? Have you taken to many beatings by the world that your afraid to try again? Let Jesus breath the breathe of life into you, so you to can do all things who strengthens me.

So next time I’ll be writing about some other events that took place and not so much in any kind of order. These first 20+ post have been in chronological order so you can see first hand how God works in someone’s life. All these events happened as best as I could remember and  as honest and from the heart as I can be. But one prayer is that someone reading my story will grab a hold of it and meet Jesus for themselves.

Thanks for reading!!! Be Blessed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I can do all things through Him who strengthens me-Philippians 4:13 Open-mouthed smile

The Cemetery Song.

These things I was feeling when the “summer lover” had ended it with me, I had only felt one other time before in my life. This feeling of abandonment and hurt, loneliness ever so thick, and a crushed heart. Yea I remember these feelings and I’ve tried so long to run from them but I knew I had to face it. The day was February 9th, 1988, I was just 11 years old and I heard the words that would forever crush me. “Scott,your father is no longer with us”. (forgive me if my words get a little mixed up, I still get teary eyed talking about it, but it a good way now.) When I heard those words I hunched over daddy’s bed and told him I loved him one last time. These things I was feeling at such a young age was way more than I could bear and I buried them deep never to come out again. My father was my rock when I was a child. He had this sense of humor that would make the angriest person break into shear laughter. He was a big man, but very kind and loving and every morning I would climb into his lap and he, would feed me breakfast. Not that I didn’t no how to feed my self, but he enjoyed it and almost insisted.

So for an 11 year old, seeing my father go through what he did in his last days, then taking his last breath, was a crushing blow to say the least. These feelings were the exact same when she broke up with me and I didn’t like it one bit. For I had been brought back to a place in time that I had ran from for years. For a few days or so I kind of made it seem like everything was OK and I would move on. I talked to my sponsor about it briefly and just carried on like nothing  ever happened not paying any attention to how I really felt. I was hurt, and I just wanted it to go away. the longer I avoided it, the more it persisted and tormented me almost to the point of a nervous breakdown. I cried out to God for healing but He seemed so distant at the time. I just wanted to crawl into his lap and hide.

I remember growing up after my father past away that I would make several trips to the cemetery to visit him and for a moment everything was right again. When I would visit him there in his resting place, I felt just like I did as a child when I would sit in his lap and have breakfast. That feeling of everything’s OK and a peace I could never understand. So I knew were I had to go but I was fearful. My life had been a waste to that point and I was sure that even the man in the casket was pretty disappointed in my actions. I put it off for several days until I couldn’t stand the pain any longer and I made the trip to see him.

One thing I wanted to do in my life was to make my father proud of me, but sitting in the drunk tank on the weekends was something I’m sure he wasn’t very found of. I arrived at his place of rest and made the walk slowly. It was a warm mid-august day with a slight wind. As I made my way to the grave these feelings I had blocked for many years were starting to rise. The closer I got, the more they came and when I finally reached my loving dads grave, I was well into tears and a loss for words. I broke down right then and there spilling everything to him as if he was sitting in his chair at home. I told him everything and every feeling of bitterness and abandonment came to a head. When I was done saying what I had to say, I sat there holding the swan that we keep flowers in. I stood up said a prayer and knew right then and there the healing process had finally begun. As I stood their in complete relief the wind picked up and clouds started to roll in but I couldn’t move. The wind got stronger then I heard the words I had been longing for my whole life that made me sing for joy. “Scott, I’m proud of you, and I love you, now go and be the man that I want you to be.” I had this peace that goes beyond all understanding and I knew I had my fathers blessing.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned about Jesus is he has a way of healing us of longtime suffering in some of the most unusual ways. He started the healing process that day and it didn’t take long to realize I was free! Please, if your reading this right now, and have some buried hurts and pains, cry out to Jesus, He will answer.

So, I finally confronted the thing that had been haunting me for years and how amazing it was. Check back next time to hear about a celebration that had me scared. Thanks for reading!! Be Blessed!

Party smileWhoever conceals there sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them finds mercy.-Proverbs 28:13

Summer Loving and Ignorant Bliss.

If theirs one thing I have learned since I became a Christian and started living for Christ and not the world is all the feelings and emotions I tried to cover by self-induced alcohol comas, well there still there and as real as ever. They say in AA “The good news is you get your feelings back, and the bad news is you get your feelings back” And did they ever come rushing back that first summer I was sober! After years of emotionless relationships and sex, and pointless conversations in the local taverns, I had to start dealing with feelings that I thought I had eluded.

The spring of 05′ my sponsor offered me a job doing landscaping and mowing lawns. We worked hard (at least tried to!) and went to many meetings and Church functions and bible studies and endless fun. Then, she came along. I had met a girl in AA that left me breathless and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. We started talking and before you knew it we were inseparable. We did everything together form drinking coffee and conversation to movies and walks and holding hands. I had fallen in love and everything was right with the world.( So I thought )

Now there’s an unwritten rule in AA of not getting into a relationship for at least the first year of sobriety. For one, that’s the last thing anyone trying to stay sober and to learn a new life needs! Now I had learned allot in the little time I was sober but one thing I still had a hard time with was listening to the wise. We dove into this relationship like two practicing drunks not thinking about the consequences. For two months or so it was complete bliss and ignorance as well cause I had a funny feeling that it wouldn’t last.

 This was the first time I had been in a relationship sober and I loved it and all I wanted was to hold her and love her. She said things to me that no woman before ever did and I loved it. I was warned but didn’t listen and as fast as the ball drops in New York City on New Years Eve I heard the words that crushed my heart and deepened an underlying affliction of loneliness that I tried to avoid for years; “Scott, I love you, but I want to break up.” My ears didn’t want to hear what she was saying but my heart heard every word that  came from her mouth and I was speechless. The past two and a half months was of everlasting bliss and I didn’t want to hear those words, especially not from her. I was wounded yet again and the thought crossed my mind “If this is sobriety, I don’t want anything to do with it, at least when I was drinking I didn’t have to feel this pain.” But that thought was soon gone and the feeling of alone-ness set in. I really didn’t know which was worse.

She dropped me off and I hit my knees asking God for the strength and understanding of what was going on and what did I do wrong. For when I felt she was the “One” only to find out later she wanted nothing more than a summer fling. I was hurt, confused, and lost and God who I had just came to know a few short months ago, seemed distant. I couldn’t drink if I wanted to because I did have some sense and I knew that a drink would only cover up what was really going on. (Don’t worry I’m still sober to this day, I didn’t take a drink, as bad as I wanted to, But I knew God wasn’t finished yet.)

If there’s something I can pass on through my story is that everything happens for a reason. Even when God seems distant, He’s still there and waiting, were the one’s that moved. Human beings have a great knack for being very successful, unfortunately we also have a great knack for bring the whole thing down. Thats why a relationship with Christ is so very important, so when things come crumbling down, he’s there to comfort us and strengthen us. Are things crumbling in your world today? Will you let Christ rebuild life for you?

So, as I learned, feelings and emotions flat-out sucked! However, God has a way of breaking us to deal with the underlying thing that needs to be dealt with, and boy was He dealing with me. Check back next time to hear about my visit to the cemetery to say a few words to someone who I was trying to avoid. Thanks for reading!! Be Blessed!!!!!

“Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long”-Psalm 25:5

The Walk.

Now at this point in my life God had started something in my life that was undoubtedly scary. I was on a new journey that I couldn’t comprehend nor understand, but I liked it. This was far better than the life of alcohol abuse and chasing woman who I was used to and I didn’t want to go back to that place, ever. So why then did I feel I had to return to it? Not that I wanted to, but at the same time Jesus had grabbed my heart, Satan and his little buddies were attacking as well.

That weekend was one that I will never forget for God brought me to my knees, picked me up, and breathed the breath of everlasting life into this once lifeless body and im forever grateful to the Lord for this. The last night of the retreat was something special because its were the other members of the community came and celebrated with us all that happened. I didn’t realize how big this thing was until that night when I seen all the people there. We all stood in a line and received hugs from everyone and greeted them with a “holy kiss“. Oh what a weekend and it was soon over, something I didn’t want to happen.

That night I arrived home and greeted my mother with a hug. She knew right away that something had happened to me and with a quiver in her voice, “I love you Scott”, which just made everything seem right. I slept great that night(after sleeping on a cot for four days a bed of nails would probably seem like a water-bed!) The next morning I awoke with a fire for God and a heart for people. Something amazing was happening to me and I still don’t understand why He chose me, but He did.

I grabbed the leash for Pumpkin and we were off! We had an adventure waiting for us that day and I didn’t want to miss it. We stroll down to the river that flows through the town that I was raised in. I have always had a love for the water and that river held many special memories for me. I guess that’s why I live by the same river today, just in another town. That morning Pumpkin and I walked all over that place and for the first time in my life I felt free. Pumpkin led the way through mud puddles and gravel and I couldn’t be happier. We came across somewhat of a “clean” mud puddle and she drank in the water and I sat on a rock next to her in amazement.

As I was sitting there taking it all in, I was pondering over the past three months or so. “What did God want from me?’ i thought as Pumpkin had signaled that it was time to go. We continue the walk and about half way home I heard my answer. “You’re going to do greater things than I,” “Me?” “Don’t question, just go.” I had peace that was beyond all understanding after that and a command from The King himself. I was to go and share the gospel and make disciples, and that was good news because all I had ever done was make enemies, so sharing the gospel was far beyond what I was used to.

That walk that day was very powerful for I had heard from the Man himself what he wanted me to do and I try to this day the best of my ability to share what He’s done in my life. He took a “dead man walking” and turned him into a Child of the Most High. HE has taken me to places never imagined and done for me what no one human has ever done. Christ loved me right were I was at, in the dark cell of the county jail and put me on solid ground. I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for Him and I’m ever in debt to Christ. All I want is to serve Him and tell the lost souls of the world about His amazing love and forgiveness.

So the lost souls that may read this. The hurting and broken “outcasts” of society,

will you let Jesus love you to the ends of the earth?

So this will be my last blog till the day after Christmas so I can spend some time with my family, but to give you something to look for the title of my next blog “Summer Emotions”.

Thank you to all who have read my blog and those who are following me, my only purpose is to share Christs love and my personal testimony. My prayer is that He touches you like He has touched me.

Thanks for reading and MERRY CHRISTMAS! Be Blessed!!!

“For my thought are not your thoughts, 

neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. -Isaiah 55:8

The Parking Lot Experience,,

The feeling that I had that night was of something out of this world. I was a few steps from ending a decades struggle with alcoholism and life as I knew it was about to change for the rest of my life. As I stepped closer to the cross, the guys before me were heading back to their seats and they all were weeping and had a sense of relief like they had been set free. All the years of doing my thing and floundering around without purpose was about to come to an end. That night God had accomplished in my life the very thing I had looked for, basically since birth: Love and healing.

It was finally my turn and as I took the hammer from the guy in front of me, the pastor(or spiritual adviser) looked at me and with three little words almost brought me to my knees: “Are you ready?” He asked, with a loving smile on his face. I barely could get the words out for I was fearful of messing the thing up. My whole life had been nothing but a complete and utter failure and failing Jesus wasn’t something I wanted to do. But if I didn’t nail my sins to that cross, that would have been the biggest failure. “Yes”, I said with a tear welling up in my eye.Their in my hand I had the invitation of a life time: My sins laid out before me, A nail, And a hammer.

I placed the paper on the cross and poked the nail in holding it with shaky hands. Up went the other arm with the hammer and as hard as I could with a loud pound my sins were upon that cross.  And with delight in my eyes and sweat rolling from my brow I knew right then and there that the journey I was on was going to be something special. The pastor looked at me with  approval on his face and i returned to my  seat and out of emotional exhaustion I collapsed. This was by far the realist I had ever been in my life. The first time I had been honest about anything and the first time I knew my life had purpose. But the night wasn’t over yet.

 When the last guy had nailed his sins to the cross, the pastor lead us in a prayer and for a moment, and for the first time in my life I was walking hand in hand with my Creator. We sat their for a moment as one of the workers pulled all the pieces of paper off the cross and into a coffee can they went with the nails in another. We made a line and quickly went outside. I remember that weekend being rather cold out but that night I was on fire! Out in the parking lot we formed a circle around that coffee can filled with every-mans worst deeds. The pastor said another prayer, lit a match and into the can it went.

This was the day I had waited for my whole life. To personally see my sins on fire brought me to my knees out of utter excitement and I felt the bondage of alcohol leaving my body. I look up and the flame was getting higher and every man there was in tears, for we had all had a personal experience with Jesus. We held hands in that circle and started to sing “Amazing Grace” for how sweet it is that He saved a wretch like me. I was filled with awe and barely could get the words out and I heard a whisper in my ear, ” I Love You Scott” the voice said calmly. Looking around I saw no one except for the guy I was next to holding hands with. “Jesus?” I mumbled quietly.

That night the Lord grabbed me and touched me in ways like never before. His love for me as I learned reaches to the ends of the earth. Nothing, and I mean nothing can separate us from the love of Christ. He filled me with passion and purpose that night and told me of all people, that I wasn’t useless and that I did matter. That trusting in Him was far better than trusting in the bottle that was a staple in my life for so many years. I could hold my head and not be ashamed and most importantly he has forgotten my sins as far as the east is to the west.

So let me ask you my friend, will you let Him forgive and forget your sins?

I remember that night like it was only yesterday and it wasn’t over yet, check back next time to hear about the walk on the river I had.

Thanks for reading!! Be Blessed!!

Hear my prayer, O Lord; let my cry for help come to you.- Psalm 102:1