My Father was an ordained mister, who severed God faithfully for more than thirty years. Died at the young age of fifty-five. Gave me, along with our God the Father, my foundation built on the rock I stand. The confidence of believing what cannot be seen or touch, taken solely on faith.
My only claim to fame is my Grandmother on my Father side was born on the ship that brought her to this large melting pot called America. (Wait a New York minute, that's a fib. I am living proof miracles can, do, have happened. From birth according to Mother, I came close to death as an infant on numerous occasion. An as a young teen, I played chicken with a train caboose. I hit that caboose broadside doing over 100 mph. I literally walked away from that major collision on my way to church. All of this and much more is in the BOOK.) Both sets of Great Grandparents came from the old world - Germany. Pre World War I.
I moved to Hawaii in December 2003 from the original 13 Colonies, Atlanta Georgia. Lost my southern accent to the Hawaiian W, which is a V sound. Havaii. Ewa is Eva. Little tidbit from your uncle Earl. Hawaii is where all rainbows come from and the Menehune like to play tricks on you. I'm currently working on volume II and talking to a new publisher.
I also lost my sister Ariel in January 2016 and the death of my Father is still very close to the surface. Adding fuel to the fire, not just writing about the foretasted, I also have to tell the story of Izzie. The second person I have ever fallen madly in love with. Maria being the first. Many a day tears blind me from seeing the keyboard clearly and the shadows of melancholy over power me. Don't be dishearten, I will recover and forge ahead. My path is set, thy rod and staff are close by, they comfort me and the Lord maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul.
Let's start off with a poem as we ride, boldly ride, into the future of my mind's eye.
"In sunshine and In shadow
I journeyed long
Singing a song
In search of El Dorado
Over the mountains of the moon
Ride Boldly Ride
In search of El Dorado."
James Caan recited throughout the film of El Dorado. A poem by Edgar Allen Poe.
My new book 'PK: Preacher's Kid - Volume One' is a fact based story about being the proverbial black sheep in a religious family. This book is not just about faith and religion. It’s the timeless story of Good vs. Evil. The Good: Tree of knowledge; the divine spoken word of God. The Evil: I bit into the fruit; the flesh of the world was laid before me.
The struggles of life itself wasn’t a curse, but I’m not sure I’d call it a blessing either. I did not choose this life—it was chosen for me. They say knowledge is power, yet they also say ignorance is bliss. I believe its two sides of the same coin. Flip it; you have a fifty-fifty chance of guessing a side. With each flip and guess, the outside forces or consequences of one’s choices change one’s path and the decisions one makes thereof. A wise man once said, “Think before you act and before you speak.” Choose wisely.
Scripture says: I said to myself, ‘I will watch what I do and not sin in what I say.
I will hold my tongue when the ungodly are around me.
(Psalm 39:1, New Living Translation)
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