scars

I have one on my right elbow

My little black horse growing up could rear on command "Prince"
We would run as fast as we could through the field.
He got hit by lightning once as we were racing Justin and Tucker up the canyon road. He kept racing and running as fast as his legs could take him. When we stopped at the top I smelled something funky. It smelled like burned hooves or horns. I jumped down off my saddle and picked up his feet. All of his shoes were gone. We had been struck by lightning and he just kept fricken running. That horse had heart and determination. By the time he was 28 years old his back was bad and he had horrible arthritis. Poor guy wouldnt let me climb on him anymore. I crawled under the barbed wire fence to get him the day he went away, I cut myself on my right elbow.

In time my mind, heart, and soul will heal, but I hope that I hold on to the scars. They are vivid stories that remind me of the fragile piece of life that I own.

She was so kind to me and she saved my life. Jeanette "Charlie" Rene Atwater. She had three beautiful children. Her auburn hair,and sincere kind voice are a scar in my mind. On his birthday she was raped and stuffed into her car. It was set on fire for us all to watch on the news. January, 16 2000.

My soul holds onto the scar from Oct 4 2010. My truck hit an IED. I will go into the details on a later date. But for this post I am going to talk about my faith and the scar that my soul has on it. we were sweeping for an IED when I was talking to God in my mind. I asked him what happened when Peter lost sight of his faith and asked him if I could take his hand at that moment. While I was asking him I was thinking about the thought of blowing up and how my kids would mis me...I lost my faith and didn't really want to leave it all to him and take his hand. I was too worried about everything and the little details. Right at that moment an IED exploded under my seat. God was holding my hand.

The heart, well it ihad had some major reconstructive surgery. It is still in the ICU. I will get back to you on the many scars that it has endured. Some are raised ugly scars, and some are barely noticeable, and with some ointment you wont even notice them after time.