: About Me

I am currently working full time and attending college through distance learning in psychology. Although this has been a difficult journey I am blessed to have a wonderful, supportive wife and three awesome children.

I have been writing for many years starting with song parodies at 16. I never had a talent for writing in school, but poetry became my outlet of expression and has become an area of strength and inspiration in recent years. I have received recognition for Honorable Mention, Editor's Choice and Poetic Accomplishment and although I have never won a contest, it never discouraged my writing. Some of my poems may be found on Poetry.com

I found my passion in writing messages of inspiration through my faith and that hidden gift has spilled over into everything I now write.

My life's Scripture is Psalm 37 and my life's phrase is Stay golden. It is a phrase that comes from the properties of pure gold. It is a good conductor of heat and electricity and it is said to be the most malleable metal. Able to be stretched and beatened without breaking or cracking. Also, there is very little that can have a corrosive effect on gold.

In applying it to life, we should to be moldable, able to withstand pressures, being beaten without breaking as we carry our cross. Christ was pure gold. So stay golden: be genuine, true, honest, real with yourself and have integrity.

My passion is ...

my faith, my family and people

I know too much about ...

nothing...always learning

My parents always told me ...

as long as I did my best, if I fail, it's ok.

My childhood ambition ...

was to be a scientist

My favorite memory ...

the births of my children

Why I write ...

as an expression of life's experiences

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Max Lucado books and Christian music

My first job ...

summer work as an assistant clerk

My best moment ...

the one with my wife

My inspiration ...

Christ

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Domestic violence

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Scars: When I walk in the door my mind becomes alive and aware. I am curious as to what the day has in store. Will there be agreement or will disruption fill the air Will there be respect or will a fighting begin, again And if so, will I be strong enough to stop it? So I watch. Searching for any indication that Something may be out of place. I listen for the sound of silence which, at times, Says something is wrong But for now, the noises of life are active in the air. Too often I've come weary and worn I bear the scars of a warrior in battle. Though they are not on the surface, The scars ...

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