Dear Family and Friends,
Yesterday, I got two trunks in the mail from Baghdad. Ann and I opened them later in the day. It is interesting how 2 1/2 years can be put into two trunks. Actually, there is another suitcase and a suit-bag of stuff that still needs to be sent to me, but the possessions I lived with are pretty condensed compared to the items in our home here in Ohio.
Last night, I opened one of the trunks and took out a photo album Ann gave me Christmas of 2008. It is a mixture of pictures of the events I missed while I was in Iraq, and those I was present for. Also, there are pictures of events I was part of in Iraq that my family was not present for.
As I was going through the pictures, my eyes became moist (it must have been something in my eyes) as I looked back upon shared memories and isolated or separate memories. I missed so much…friendships faded….the garage became a mass storage space …my tools are located all over the house, some to never be found again…more hairs on my head became gray and some left never to return…and moments apart from my family are gone and are never to be recovered.
Tonight Ann and I were talking. I asked her how she did it and she told me she did it one day at a time. I searched lyrics and found a certain version of a song I want to share:
ONE DAY AT A TIME SWEET JESUS
I’m only Human, I’m just a person
Lord help me believe in all that I am and all that I do
Show me the stairway, I have to climb
Lord for my sake, teach me to take
One day at a time
Ch: One day at a time sweet Jesus
That’s all I’m asking of you
Just give me the strength to do everyday, what I have to do
Yesterdays gone sweet Jesus and tomorrow may never be mine
Lord help me today show me the way
One day at a time.
Do you remember, when you walked among men,
Well Jesus you know, if your looking below
Its worse now and then.
Cheating and stealing violence and crime
Lord for my sake, teach me to take
One day at a time
Ann is so nice to me. She supports me and understands even when I don’t. Also, my family understood and took care of her when she needed them. Even Lily, Katie’s Chocolate Lab watched over Ann while I was gone.
Lily got older while I was gone. She is 8+ years old now and breathes hard when she sleeps. The landing on the stairs is worn where she slept while I was gone. Bernie, my Golden Retriever, is here now, watching over us so Lily can rest.
Sorry for the rambling, not sure where I am going with this, other than when you need support the most you see where it comes from.
A friend on Facebook posted a picture that showed me as being one of the good guys that everyone knows. If only they knew the life I have led and the things I have done both good and bad. Where would they classify me then? What sets me apart is my belief in God and my belief and acceptance of Jesus as my Lord and Savior. You see, none of us are good. If our acts of good were put on a scale with the bad acts, or sins, on the other side of the scale none of us would pass the test.
We are told this in Scripture. However, we all want to control things and believe that we are the masters of our own destiny…how wrong we are. With a blink of an eye our lives could be over here, whether by a heart attack or a drunk driver, or a person going left of center while answering a text message, or something unexpected.
Tonight must be a rambling night for me, but I have all this stuff I want to tell you. Words don’t seem enough to get my message across. Hmmmm, the cross is the message and has been the message for more than 2000 years. By believing in Him and confessing with your mouth that Jesus is Lord you can be saved. Isn’t that a better way to go, knowing our Father is waiting for us with open arms?
Love,
Jimmy











