A day I remember well

August 19, 1984

I was 12 years old. My oldest brother made sure I was in church just about every Sunday. The building is still there but a different church occupies it now. I consider my self non denominational today but this particular church brought together people of every race! We had the most delicious country meals ever prepared by the ladies of the Church. Sunday, after church us kids would play and they would set up picnic tables. I can't help but smile when I Look back on those days that seem like a lifetime ago, yet are memories that I truly hope I will never, ever forget.
I was presented this Bible the Sunday after I was Baptized. The lyrics of the song "If that isn't love" really speaks volumes about the feeling that I have this very moment as I type this:
He left the splendor of heaven
Knowing His destiny
Was the lonely hill of Golgotha
There to lay down His life for me
And if that isn't love
Then the ocean is dry
There's no stars in the sky
And the little sparrows can't fly
Yeah if that isn't love
Then heaven's a myth
There's no feeling like this
If that isn't love
Even in death He remembered
The thief hanging by His side
Then he spoke of love and compassion
And He took him to paradise
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Father in heaven, I ask for those reading this to be blessed with an abundance so magnificent they will think back to this simple post as the point they remembered a turn around. Not to think of me, nor my Company. Father I only ask they remember you and what power and Glory you have commanded.
 I pray this Nation remember the Cross destroyed racial tensions, only man keeps it alive. We are all Brothers and Sisters with the blood of Christ in us. Bonding us as Unique Individuals but ... yet sharing all important characteristics. With the minor details of skin, hair, eye color being not a difference.... but a unique attribute to our individuality. This Nation Needs the Cross as a reminder that Christ loved equally. Amen.