Down deep inside each of us there lives another. Not an altogether different other but an-other nonetheless and who not so easily met is patiently waiting, ever ready and eagerly willing to be known. That is, if the right conditions for the meeting are set.
This is the story of one such meeting. The conditions prepared, the time just right, and the hope of something completely different than any meeting at all was the goal…
man on a mission
It’s Martin Luther King Day 2007 and while working out at the gym I feel a terrible pain in my right foot. Fast forward seven days later and both of my ankles are swollen to the size of softballs and my knees were immensely swollen which left me on crutches at best or in pain in bed otherwise (which was most of the time). I could barely lift my right arm and the worst of all was my right hand pinky finger swelling to twice its size.… Read the rest