Nobody remembers that he played in over 2,000 games, scored over 1,000 runs, and almost hit 500 home runs. All of those things are forgotten, remembered instead is when he stepped up to the microphone and said, ““For the past two weeks you have been reading about the bad break I got. Yet today I consider myself the luckiest man on the face of this earth...
He called it “ridiculous.” He said it was a waste of taxpayers’ money. Since it’s a federal program, I might have agreed if he hadn’t been talking about the children of Camp County.
This past week I was blessed with an opportunity to go to church camp with some youth from Pittsburg as a sponsor. A group of young adults served as staff members (the pastor, the Bible study leaders, the support staff, and the directors) with a ministry called Clear Camps; and for this year’s summer of camps the theme was “Pause.”
This country is $16 trillion or so in debt, we have an immigration crisis on our hands, and our political leaders are running around like chickens with their heads cut off. I would think all of the aforementioned and more would be of paramount importance to Americans, but no; the country would rather talk about Michael Sam.
If you don’t know who Michael Sam is, let me take a brief moment to enlighten you.
The other night I was able to go to my church and sharemy testimony with the youth. By testimony I mean who I was and who I am becoming by the grace of Father God. I am not perfect that’s for sure. Just like everyone else has their issues and struggles, I have mine too. Some of the struggles that I have faced in life so far seem rather small and some rather large; nonetheless it’s all a part of life. Every single person has struggles. It’s inevitable.
I wish I could have seen the look on my face when I opened the gift Russ gave us for Christmas. It was a pair of airline tickets bought and paid for to Alaska. Everyone who goes to Alaska says it’s great. My sister even lived there when her children were small. I was so thankful it made me cry because fishing in Alaska is on Roy’s bucket list. Last year was a difficult time for Roy health wise and I knew Russ had done it for him. I proudly announced to anyone who would listen that I was going to Alaska ‘fishing with the boys’ and that my son Russ had given us tickets.
