Right now, our country is the laughingstock of other countries.
When my mother was carrying me in her womb, there were “complications”. Doctors said that if she allowed the baby inside her to grow through the “normal” birth process, that either the baby or her or both would not survive. She chose to carry me to term. I was a “preemie”. I was born with some health problems. I was in the NICU for a while. I survived … even after a couple of surgeries … I finally went home.
At various times growing up, I had various encounters with playground equipment and my forehead. Each time, I had to be monitored closely for a few days. I survived.
At a point in my youth, I had gotten very ill. (In Hindsight, it was similar to COVID.) I survived.
A week after high school graduation, I was a passenger in a very sever car accident. Doctors did not know if I would make it through the night. I did. Doctors did not know if I would walk okay. I do. I survived.
More than once, in more than one city, even state, I was in close calls with Tornados. I survived.
I have been an “inner city” missionary in Nashville, TN and East St. Louis, IL. I lived in East St. Louis for a cumulative amount of time of over 2 years.
I have been a Sunday school teacher for children of all ages at various times.
I have been part of Puppet Ministries, Drama Ministries, Clown Ministries, Sign Language Ministries.
I got married to an amazing woman I met at college on the puppet team. She was an incredible lady.
I have been on staff at multiple churches. Including being a youth minister. Yes, I went to college to be a minister.
My wife and I wanted children. She had some miscarriages. We found out she could never have children. We were introduced to Foster Parenting. We became Foster Parents. I was a Foster Parent Trainer for Prospective Foster Parents in the State of Tennessee. For a period of, I was the president of the local Foster/Adoptive Parent Association. I had close ties with State Level Children’s Services Personnel.
Our FIRST foster child later became OUR SON! It was a ROUGH 13 months. We faced many challenges. Still do.
Because of various reasons, we home-schooled our son.
My wife died October 2014. We found out 2 years prior she had an inherited auto-immune disease that was slowly destroying her body. Her father died from this a year and a day before she did. She had been in extreme pain that no one knew about because it was NOT her nature to complain. When she died, people we thought were friends, began a witch hunt to attack me … Accusing me of killing my wife was part of it. The pastor of the church led a campaign … calling Children’s Services … calming lies that disrupted our lives. My son lost his mother, 4 months later, he thought Children’s Services was taking him away from his father. THAT can NEVER be undone. That trauma is always there.
Not even a year later, my wife’s sisters called Children’s Services with a long list of lies .. again, we had to deal with Children’s Services.
Side Note, because I and my wife BOTH had been Foster Parent Trainers for the state of TN, we knew all the Children’s Services personnel .. and they knew us. They knew what kind of people we truly were.
Relatives and “family members”, whom I thought I could count on to support us … were doing things behind the scenes to cause long term harm to me and my son.
In the mist of the loss of my wife, I did have a few dear friends go over and above to encourage me. There was a small group (of 4) in the UK. Long story short, these individuals wrote a collective email to me (a small novel) to encourage me. Each of them had faced crazy things in their lives.
When my wife died, it was in the midst of what I called “The Season Of Death”. You see, a dear friend of mine had died April of 2014. That began “The Season”. I had friends and family members passing. My grannie passed that summer. Again, my wife in October. The “Season” Ended came March of 2015. That group of 4 from the UK .. one of them was a young man who had been battling cancer. His battle ended in March of 2015. In all, I had 13 people in my life die in 12 months.
A couple weeks after my wife died, someone else I knew lost his mother to cancer. Prior to this, we were “acquaintances” .. not friends. (I found out later that he had been trying to get me to “bug off” and I did not get the hint.) When my wife died, he saw a different side of me. And, in the midst of this, I was reaching out to him to support him in his time of loss.
Fast Forward 1 year, we started to get to know each other as friends.
Fast Forward 1 & ½ years, he comes to visit me and my son.
Fast Forward a few months, he moves down to Tennessee with us.
Fast Forward a year, I sell my house, and we move to a new one.
Fast Forward 2 years, COVID happened. Lies spread to cover it up. I was helpless as “The List” of people I knew who were getting COVID was growing rapidly. THEN, “The List” of people I knew who were dying from COVID was growing rapidly. Thanksgiving, we both get COVID. I Praise God that my son did NOT get it then.
That summer of 2020, we had gone up to Michigan for one of his nieces’ graduation party. While there, we detoured to my old stomping ground. Where I was born and lived my younger years. A “Ton Of Bricks” Moment happened. I had long felt the pull to move back to Michigan. I hadn’t because we stayed in Tennessee so my wife could take care of her folks. Well, there is where the “MOMENT” happened … I realized that all my “reasons” for NOT moving … had died. Yeah. That was a moment for sure. So, by the time we returned home to TN from our trip, we had decided to get the house ready to sell and plan to move to Michigan.
Short Version, we sold the house in 2021 and moved to Michigan just days before Thanksgiving.
(Side Note: In 5 years to the day, I sold 2 houses, bought 2 houses, moved 3 times … once across country.)
Fast Forward, July 2023, WE got married. Yes. I married a man. Yes, my son lives with us.
Oh, and as it worked out … we also bought a house and moved the month we got married. Yeah, July was an insane month!
Oh, by the way, I continued to Home School my son to graduation. I was OCD about courses. We complete EVERY SINGLE COURSE we started. My son graduated in 2022. He is doing very well too.
All three of us have good jobs and are doing well.
Why did I start with “Right now, our country is the laughingstock of other countries” and then tell you all the things I did?
I do so to give a glimpse of where I come from. What I have seen in my 54 years. This, so you know that what I am saying next, is not because of some “bandwagon” chain of emails or website or social media tangent.
I do know the Bible well. After all, I had several courses in college when I was studying to be a minister. I was taught by various individuals throughout my life to not JUST take someone’s word for it .. but to dig deeper .. to research .. to study into the topic.
There have been countless times that Donald Trump has mocked people for being different. He mocked a man for having physical limitations. He mocked others for their skin color and nation of origin. He has been caught bragging about grabbing women’s private parts. He had Boxes of CLASSIFIED Documents in house residence, NOT the Capital Building. This, itself is a violation of National security. When Puttin started his campaign against the Ukraine, Trump Tweeted his encouragement to Puttin for being a great leader. He tells countless provable lies that insight terror and riots. Not only the rush on the White House, but recently, the terror in Springfield, OH. Because of his PROVEN lies about the residents of that community, there have been multiple bomb threats to various public buildings INCLUDING THREE SCHOOLS. One of these had to be closed for a period. Traumatizing children. Disrupting lives. All because of his lies.
I am flabbergasted how so many people support this man. Jesus is who Christians should follow as example. Jesus never spewed hatred. Jesus NEVER mocked anyone! Jesus commanded us to Love One Another as He Loves Us.
I have seen countless “Little c” christians in recent years. People using the word as a “free pass” to be arrogant, hateful, vindictive, derogatory, boastful, and blasphemous.
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