what’s The Story?

Sometimes it seems to me, the farther we move along in this world, the more we go nowhere

There’s hatred towards many if not most, and then the worship of others. At least there’s whorship for anybody who says what we want them to say.
I like many, am often guilty of those infractions.

We so much identify ourselves with what those we like, and hate those who do not say what “our group” is telling us is right. Individual thought, and normality is gone.

I have never run away from who I have been, who I now am, or what I might be tomorrow, but sometimes I maybe should have.

God is my leader, and that is the one individual with whom I will not only follow, but worship with joy.

I did not begin this way. I have willingly written on these pages of my earlier life.
Despite great parents and a great sinister, I have been arrested once, I have paid for and encouraged a girlfriend to have a legal abortion.

I once was attacked and had a broken beer bottle put to my throat. A shallow, but bloody cut from side to side on my throat ensued.

I once had two police officers, detain me and a friend at gunpoint until they could understand why I was where I was, and if I was armed.
I was not).

There were times in my life, when I was separated from my wife, but sill married, and I spent time, I will say to put it simply, with women I had just met, usually in a night club, or on my job, and did so with no regard as to what the consequence might be. For them, for me, or for my wife. It is probably a good thing that my wife was extremely attractive as she found out that she could do better than me in finding memebers of the oposite sex.

When we come to Almightily God, and ask for forgiveness, and a better life, if we mean it. is He justified to love and protect us, as we “honestly” begin our journey to Heaven.

When Jesus died on that cross, in our place, and we accept and believe that, He made it possible for us, to spend our eternity in the presence of God. the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. The three aspects of the one and only, Holy God.

Today I close with a few of my very old images, which have all have one thing in common, the one who made them me, misses those days, but can always find the images that bring back the memories.