Still Traveling

Hello. It's been awhile since I've been here - since 9/11. It's now 0230 - and my youngest son, Steven, is 29 yrs old today. Well, not quite. He was born in the evening so it'll be a few hours. He's been on a much rougher road trip through this life than I have. It's a long story and it's his story so let's just say I'm very proud of him for overcoming so much in his life. He's an OIF veteran like me - Operation Iraqi Freedom. Yes, one of those. I've prayed for him quite a bit since he got back. Lots of emotional pain and turmoil in his life.

But I received painful news 3 weeks ago. A dear, good man that I knew died in a tragic accident in Anchorage, Alaska. His name: Walter Larson. He had a couple of nicknames that he answered to - Sonny and Iggy. He was an Inuit - a Native American Alaskan. He and I went to boot camp together in the fall of 1989 - Orlando, Florida. Navy. Then we went through electronics schools together in Orlando and later at Great Lakes, Il near Waukegan. He was a short, muscular young man. He couldn't march worth a dime but had a great attitude and ready smile. Always laughing, always joking. My wife adopted him like a son and he stayed with us several times while we were at Great Lakes.

Unfortunately he couldn't make it through electronics school but was so well thought-of that the brass transferred him to aircraft structural maintenance. So he ended up working on Navy aircraft structures and served on an aircraft carrier and then got an honorable discharge. I linked up with him the last year on Facebook. And we laughed about many things via the printed electronic word.

Now he's gone. And the world is much worse with him gone but was much better for having had him in it.

Here he is in a couple of his last photos - always clowning around but oh, what a joy of a man he was.

Rest In Peace, Sonny. God bless and keep you. I'll see you at the Resurrection and the 2nd Coming of Jesus Christ.
























A few weeks ago I mentioned how my job is in jeopardy. It still is but I have been given a brief reprieve. My termination date has been moved to (at the latest) March 31, 2012. So I'm still teaching for now. And attending college (nights).  Sometimes I wonder why I'm doing it - I am 54, after all. But if one is still moving, then they are still alive. So...keep moving forward.

I do have another teaching prospect with a contract company that's on Keesler AFB. I applied, just have to wait and see.

Life is tough. I wonder how people make it in this life without Jesus Christ in their lives. He is real. Yes, it's about faith and it's "pooh-poohed" by the "intellectuals" of this world. Some say they've read the Bible but it's only mythology and besides, it sure didn't seem to make a difference in their lives. Maybe nothing happened because they never actually TRIED. To actually pray. To take that step of faith.

Jesus is coming back. He's at the end of life's road trip. He's the Hand on the steering wheel. We just have to learn to let Him drive.

On that note, I leave here. I'll share more later. Hopefully, I won't wait so long to do it. 

Until then, consider these words from Psalm 19:1 --  "The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands..."