"WHat a man sows, that shall he and his relations reap..."

Another busy day in the world of isda! Met up w/randell this morning and the bizlock and did our business deal. Then we juss walked around the block and then ate lunch at carl's jr. Good stuff, ahh yes i love it! That guy is one d0pe guy, i shurred w/him the 'God's lay away plan.' We were talking bout how being in a community is a blessing. Then talked bout how we got to whurr we are today in our walks. Praise God for good conversations w/d0pe people. Halloween event went really well tonite, im exhausted mang! I had a game called, 'guess the ooze.' I put together 3 different buckets full of mixed food. ONe bucket i had rice w/cinnamon drops and ketuchup mixed in. Then in the other i had graham crackers, top ramen noodles, cheese mixed w/italian dressing. The last one had pasta noodles, choco chips and milk. THye had to dip their hand in durr and guess wha was inside w/o looking in. Haha gross stuff mang!

Alright, i read another cool story that i feel compelled to shurr w/errone. This one was found in the 'on love.' Its called, 'Promises Kept.'

My Father was not a sentimental man. I dont remember him ever 'ooohing' or 'ahhing' over anything i did as a child. Don't get me wrong; i knew my dad loved me, but getting all mushy-yed was not his thing. He showed me love in other ways.

I always believed that my parents had a good marriage, but just before i turned sixteen my belief was sorely tested. My father, who used to share in the chores around the house, gradually started to become despondent. From the time he came home from his job at the factory to the time he went to bed, he hardly spoke a word to any of us. The strain on their relationship was obvious. However, i was not prepared for the day mom told us kids that dad decided to leave. I was stunned. It was something i never thought possible. I went totally numb and pretended like it wasnt happening until it actually came time for him to leave.

The night before my dad left, i stayed up in my room for a long time. I prayed and cried. I wrote him a long letter. I told him how much i loved him and how much i would miss him. As i folded the letter, i stuck in a picture of me with a saying i had heard: "Anyone can be a father, but it takes someone special to be a daddy." Early the next morning, before my dad left, i sneaked out to his car and slipped my letter into one of his bags.

Two weeks went by with hardly a word from him. Then one afternoon i came home from school to find my mom sitting at the dining-room table. I could see she had been crying. She told me dad had been over and that they had talked for a long time. They decided there were things they were willing ot change-and they decided their marriage was worth saving. Then she looked at me.

'Kristi, dad told me you wrote him a letter. Can i ask what you wrote to him?' I mumbled a few words and shurgged. Mom continued, 'Well, he said that when he read your letter, it made him cry. It meant a lot to him. Ive hardly ever seen your dad cry. After he read your letter, he called to ask if he could come over to talk. Whatever you said really made a difference to him.'

A few days later my dad was back, this time to stay. We never talked bout the letter. Over the next sixteen years, my siblings and i witnessed one of the truly 'great' marriages. Their love grew stronger every day, and my heart swelled with pride as i saw them grow closer together. When mom and dad received the news that dad's heart was rapidly deteriorating, they were hand-in-hand throughout the ordeal.

After dad's death, we had unpleasant task of going through his things. I opted to run errands so i wouldnt have to be there while most of his things were divided and boxed up. When i got back my brother said, 'Kristi, mom said to give this to you. She said you would know what it meant.' My brother was holding the picture i had given dad that day. My unsentimental dad, who never let his emotions get the best of him, my dad, who almost never outwardly showed his love for me, had kept the one thing that meant so much to both of us. I sat down and the tears began to flow as i realized what i had meant to him. Mom told me dad had kept both the picture and the letter his whole life.

I have a box in my house that i call the 'Dad box.' IN it are things that remind me of my dad. I pull that picture out every once in a while and remember. I remember a promise made many years ago between a young man and his bride on their wedding day, and i remember the unspoken promise made between a father and his daughter-a promise kept.

Wow isnt that story juss d0peness, now thas what marriage is all about. Sticking by each other in the good times and bad. Keeping true to the vows of that special sacrament we call...matrimony. I looooooooooove it!

"I, ________, take you ______, for my wife/husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

"If I speak in human and angelic tongues but do not have love, I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal. And if I have the gift of prophecy and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge; if I have all faith so as to move mountains but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give away everything I own, and if I hand my body over so that I may boast but do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, (love) is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing. For we know partially and we prophesy partially, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I used to talk as a child, think as a child, reason as a child; when I became a man, I put aside childish things. At present we see indistinctly, as in a mirror, but then face to face. At present I know partially; then I shall know fully, as I am fully known. So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love."


Let's get skurry tonite!

"So take my hand and hold on tight and we'll get there this I swear..."im done, im out GOd bless!