THE BONDING BAG.

I dedicate this post to my new friends and EASTCAN.ORG. In our difficult time with Polar, they have carried us with compassion and class. These angels have literally turned Polar's heartworm hell into a healthy heaven on earth. 

CARRIED BY LOVE

The baby kangaroo clings to his mother's warm protective pouch. With each day that passes, the closeness starts to grow between the young hopper and his loving mother. She will faithfully take him everywhere she goes as he lies resting, nestled in peace next to her beating heart. They are linked by an enduring bond that last through all the stormy and impetuous sand of times. The two will become one, held together, forever. 

SINGING THE SOURPUSS BLUES

It has been said that "LIFE'S A STAGE." On my stage I have dedicated life and career to four unshakable and lasting things. I sing for the Father, my loving family, true friends and my loyal fans. And yes, I do have a few fans and I am thankful for each and every one of them. The world is constantly shifting and becoming increasingly unstable and lately we have been reminded just how precious life really is. I sing the praises of every person who through earth-shattering diversity somehow finds the will to dig their way out of trouble and fight for life. How could I as an artist just stand by and watch as the world held out it's hurting hand. 

RAISED EXPECTATIONS.

YOUR DREAMS ARE ALIVE

Are you pregnant with great expectations? The pain is never easy when birthing the baby of your dreams. To get to the heights of your destiny, you always have to endure intense anguish before you experience a higher altitude of personal growth and purpose. In saying that, I dedicate this post to my sister Kristi(go ANGELITA AND TWINS), my beautiful wife Sjhira, who's birth was a miracle and to her wonderful mother Ms. Candy. You are ladies of great character and strength. In the early stages of conception and raised expectations, our dreams bring forth powerful feelings of ascension that cause the ground to shake beneath our feet. Movement brings giddy anticipation as the signs of life start to appear. But what happens to our dream when that little bundle of joy lies motionless and your bosom only seems bloated with doubt?

AN ONION SANDWICH- DEALING WITH THE DIET OF LIFE.

I don't have a taste for onions at all. YUCK! In the early years of my life my taste buds were jumping and I would eat just about anything. Then I met Mr. Onion. Momma tried her best to convince me that onions tasted good but she never won that argument. I hate them to this day. I remember hearing one story of a passenger on the Carnival Cruise ship who said they were forced to eat onion sandwiches to survive during their crisis as seas. If it came down to life or death, I would choose onion breath over having no breath at all. It got me to thinking about my own survival and how I deal with the problems of life.

I PRAY AND PEEL

LIVING IN THE iWORLD.

Apple had a multinational movement back in the late 90's that came out with a line of consumer electronics and software that would forever change our lives. A hungry market was poised to devour every Apple product that was placed on their plate. First on the menu was the production of the iMac in 1998. Then came an entire host of individualistic products like the iPod, iLife, iSight, iWork, iPad, iBook, iTunes and the forever popular iPhone. Apple’s philosophy was simple in that the plan for success was built around catering to the wants and desires of the individual. Since the late 90’s these products with the small “i” have made a very big difference in how we work and live in the world. In fact, I am writing this post by way of an iMac and on Friday I will be taking my first bite into the biggest apple of them all, the iPhone. Apple is an example of a remarkable vision by one man and there has been much speculation on what the letter "i" really means. Some say it means internet,individual,intelligent or integrated. I say it stands for "inspiration." This is one case where the letter "i" has really changed the world for the better. Thank you Steve Jobs.

THE BIG WHITE DOG.

 POLAR AND HIS FAMILY

As many of you know I have a Great Pyrenees named Polar and my wife recently shared a story on Facebook about how our big fur ball of love reminded us of the Lord's love and sacrifice for us. On the Saturday morning before Easter my wife rescued Polar from an eight foot thorn branch that was attached to his back.(Polar's hair and thorns below) Imagine having to carry that around for a while. Because of this wonderful story it made sense to share with you one of my first writings. I hope you enjoy it.

A SONDAY SONRISE

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HEAVENLY HEIGHTS

SONDAY WE WILL RISE TO HEAVENLY HEIGHTS

THE SON WILL COME TO WAKE US

ON SONDAY, THIS HIS TIME TO SHINE

SONDAY WE IN JOY WILL CELEBRATE 

TO SING GLORY- SUN WATER SKY EARTH
 CHILDREN LIFT HIM HIGH, THEIR PRAISE TO LEVITATE