First off, this entry is incredibly over due and will definitely lack the requisite passion put forward by hasty words.I want to accurately explain the pain that I've witnessed in the recent months. I've had a number of men open up with me in huge ways over the last while and it's sincerely awful to know how much a broken up family can destroy Men's lives. Men made to 'fix', 'provide' and built to 'help' that now need to fight in every way this 'good' that they can't seem to construct. I know explaining this won't ever put those feelings in you but if you can remember, make up or conger your feelings the first time you watched a powerful man cry, its similar.
Two things
The first is, prayer and GOD's graces to a member of my fellowship who just now after 9 years from the passing of his significant other is able and ready to move on. The big HS showed up and helped out in our last Bible study, but theres so much forgiveness needed for ones self, after years of dwarfed growth in self pity. But good things to those who face and heal their wounds.
The second, my dear friend Chico, whom many of you have come to know, has hit a rough spell again. Four days ago he had a dream that customs was going to find and haul him off. Three days ago that happened. He's really not doing that well and if you'd like to send some prayers his way that would be very necessary. He's in a detention centre right now and is seriously facing deportation. Regardless of his children being Canadian citizens. It really doesn't look good, they hauled him off in cuffs and it's not often that Federals step back on initial actions.
The worst thing
I think that if Pol Pot or John Wayne Gacy or any other notoriously awful men had had a conversion experience at the end of their lives they might feel worse but right now the hugest hurt I have ever seen, to date, is that of a man needing to acknowledge that the best thing for those he loves most is his absence.
