,... today I am so blue,.. naw I mad, my youngest son,.. but My youngest and only blood son,.. got in trouble with the law. Being set up by the undercover to sell drugs to an 'undercover' to benefit a real drug dealer,.. but not him, so the story goes,.. no matter what.... breaks my heart today,... it has been forty five days of jail house visits and tears,.. but he won't be biking with me 'n my Harley nor skiing the black diamond in Nevada with Uncle Dwight any time soon.
I can't tell y'all how damaged I am by this,.... the tears flow and the nose plugs,.. but I, only I have to deal with it. I sit here and wonder how many other good family,.. dads,.. are so troubled today. I have prayed to the Lord Jesus Christ himself on many occasions to intervene,.... to no avail. Jesus did after all die on a cross,.. one he carried,.. kind of like having carry the rope to go around ones neck in a hanging... I digress. My heart is heavy.
And now,... just an hour later,.. still troubled but better,.. my brother Dan calls and expresses his love and concern for our well being... Lord, I love him and the rest and though he helped bring me to sanity,.. I still feel the pain of ones son in jail. So now my life is imprisoned for a while, but not forever. I am the son of hope and redemption, reborn with the favor of my God,.. and it does little to heal the pain,.. but give it a place it does,.. a place to reside,... while I live with the wife I've been so blessed with, and the daughter with grandchildren to love on.... another day follows this and "I will survive,.. and visit him as often as I may."
..and as was said in the seventies,... 'peace,.. out'
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