Every life has a story, and every experience has the potential to begin a journey to discover a power within yourself.
It’s not easy for me to share my story, but I do so with the hope that someone reading these words can find a light that desperately wants to shine. For so many years I was told to look on the outside when the real power of God is born in the hearts of you and me.
I didn’t write this book to turn you into a believer, but maybe my story can help you rethink your own connection to God. I have tried my best to reveal what I have found in this book, but it wasn’t a single moment. It was a combination of experiences, struggles, and triumphs.
Let me take you on a journey inside my mind and experience each moment through the eyes of a man searching for peace.
Targeted Age Group:: 25-60
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Over the last two years, my life has completely shifted. I decided to embrace my passion, and in turn, I have welcomed a new relationship with God. I never planned on searching for God when I opened my mind to new possibilities but over my journey to find a better part of myself I found a connection to something beyond what I can see.
THE DAY WAS June 6, 2016. The smell of freshly poured instant coffee surrounded my kitchen as I reached for my morning apple. Looking inside the interwoven reddish basket placed beside the fresh homemade bread, I arrived at the one closest to my unsteady hand.
With my first insignificant decision made I prepared for my teeth to unleash the juice of another predetermined day. The inside of the apple was about to be exposed as the seeds demanded to detach from the hardened core. Suddenly I stopped as I heard my daughter chanting my name from the elevated staircase. The apple rested directly under my nose as I smelled the anticipation of warmth approaching. Willfully placing the apple with the others, I heard tiny footsteps descending from the second-floor bedroom.
Her face I couldn’t see, but I visualized her innocence wiping the morning night dust from her inquiring eyes. I could sense her presence as she curiously poked her head around the loosely patched wall. Waiting for the perfect moment to reveal myself, I purposely stayed silent. I desperately wanted her to run into my arms so I could blindly receive the unconditional love I craved.
Her outstretched arms moved closer and closer as she reached for me at a comfortable distance. She couldn’t see me waiting for her three feet away because her eyes were not entirely open from the sleepiness of yesterday. I could have called her name but decided to wait silently as her eyes widened. I was readily prepared to embrace her with the love of a father.
It’s hard to describe the moment when your child runs to you with faith you will love and protect them with every ounce of your being. Her itsy-bitsy fingers began to form a bond around the standing hairs on the back of my neck. Her breath trickled down my spine as her precarious grip touched my heart from the inside. In an instant, I felt love unseen by the human eye. Every time she squeezed a little tighter the innocent smile on my unshaven face expanded.
Every time she would breathe little softer I would bring her closer. Within the silence of the moment, I felt connected to the space between. Every time she would ask a leading question, I responded with unfamiliar words. Holding her in my arms, I only prayed she could feel my undying love and trust that I am.
This wasn’t a regular Monday morning because most mornings I would never lovingly embrace my daughter with this same vibration. Angerly I would hit the snooze button just enough times to turn my day into a race to the finish line. I would already have slammed the door shut before she had the chance to awaken to the sound of my authentic voice.
However today I didn’t have to start up my white F-150. I didn’t have to drive the two-lane highway into another world of boardrooms and sales reports. This week I decided to put in some much-needed time and renovate the interior of my home. I would destroy my to-do list with dedication and a drive to make changes that didn’t provide the picture my family deserved.
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