Losing my Way

Sometimes I feel like I am losing my way. Today, was a bad time.

i am my father's son. that sounds like a duh thing to say but it has so much meaning

yet another night i cry myself to sleep

Coming Soon!

An almost epic telling of the trip home, the time at home and How God has been taking over my life! IT involves the cops, a Canadian, enemies, and friends. Check back soon to read this story unfold like t-shirt pulled from the drawer.

One is better

Today I had at least 4 people wave or talk to me before I tried to talk to them. It made me realize that while I may not be missed when I leave, people acknowledge me now.

what sin can i hide from you? nothing escapes your sight.

why do I do the things i hate to do?