We Walked, We Talked....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT JO

Late September 1988, another morning I wake up with God's grace the only sustaining substance left in my life. Somewhere around 4 am in the Morning, Ocala, Fla. Tears filling my eyes as I set up in my Bed contemplating another day at the Mobile Home Plant. It's PayDay, I begin to pray, knowing that God could not be happy with the place I was at in my Life. Lost, in a world of drugs and the Fast life.


   An audible voice speaks to me, I hear it as if it was setting next to me. "Don, this is the day you choose, your last and final call, leave this life behind or die within the weekend" .....  I set there crying calling out for "HELP"


    All that was left of my past life was a small box of family pictures tucked away under my bed, a few changes of clothes and a large pot in which I cooked my food in for the week.... I had traded all else in for the Lifestyle I had chosen to live in. All that was left was my life.... Would I trade it in too?  I was very alone, alone by choice; though.  Was God speaking to me?  Would I listen? Would I respond?


   I pulled out my box of Family Pictures,as I began to look thru them, memories of times past, both failures and victories, the love, support, good times and sad, raced through my mind and heart. Was it truly the End? Were my days here over? Mom, Dad, King, my sisters, my Son and his mother, brother,old friends,cousins,uncles and aunts. So many people that I had shared and cared for, thrown by the wayside and for what? I CRIED.... 

   I thought of my Mom now living in Mena, Ark. with my Aunt and Uncle, caring for my Granmom who was late in her years. No where to turn to, so many bridges burnt behind me, so many loved ones let down, decieved, lied too, and used. Was that me? Or was it the Demon that had taken control of my life? Who would I call? Who would care if I called?

   I walked down the street from my Boarding House room to the Nearest Payphone, Where I called Mena, Ark My Aunt answered, it was very early in the morning there, I explained to her where I was in life and that I needed Help. HELP

  Long story short, My Aunt Jo opened her heart, shined her Light and opened her home to recieve a Wretch like ME. God sends Angels into our lives.... My Aunt Jo is one of those Angels. She never forcefed me God, but She and My Uncle lived a Life in front of me that so touched me that God used them in a Mighty Way. I thank God for My Family, My Mom, my Brother My Sisters, Cousins and Aunts and Uncles, but today, I wanna say,

    Thank You Lord for my Second Mom! My Aunt Jo Ann
      Happy Birthday to a Very Very Special Person in My Life!
       God Bless You and Keep you.