Today I walked with God for 1 hour and forty-five minutes. I started at my first earthly home on Walleen Street in Scotts and walked to my former home on Jamieson where as a boy I survived something indescribable that Satan used to wreck havoc in my life for 40 years. I reclaimed that little boy I was who suffered horrors he never should of had to. It wasnt Gods plan for him, it was Satan hate and fear of that little boy because he knew if he didnt destroy that boy he would become the warrior that I have become. We walked to Gilson Cemetary and talked to our Grandpa Walt, Grandma Harriet, Grandma Wretha, Aunt Myra, and Aunt Lou. From there we walkef to Lefeever Lake where Satan took all of my childhood and suffering seem like a justifiably reason for me to drink that first beer when I was 15 that quickly whisked me away into the dark and hopeless abyss that is addiction. I rested there for awhile with that little boy, and that 15 year-old teenager while I drank some water and ate an orange. I told them how sorry I was for all that they had to go through and that I loved them. I told them not to blame God for it all. I told them not to blame themselves. I told them it wasnt their fault. I told them that Satan was wicked and tried to kill them to prevent this day from happening when the three of us were restored into just one. I told them that the one weve became has declared war upon Satan for all that he has done to us. That we have joined Gods Army and we are a spiritual warrior. I told them that our new name was GodsWarriorGary and that we are fortunate enough to have a God who not only allows us to fight Satan, but gives us His instruments of war to use in battle. From there we walked to Cooperstone Drive in Climax where I lived with my beloved little dog Courtney. We re-claimed that man who almost died in 2005 because he couldnt stand the pain in his soul anymore. From there we walked to Snapdragon Street were our life-long dream of being a husband and father came true. From there we made the short walk to Sunflower Drive where my addiction to prescription opiate pain medication began following 3 back surgeries I endured from rupturing my L-3 disk while digging a fire pit for my wifes 40th birthday party. We made the short walk to the Climax cemetary to visit our Grandpa Murl, Grandma Donna, and the best uncle we could ever imagine, our Uncle Jim Piper. We talked and cried with them for a short while and headed out for 6717 S. 44th Street Climax, Michigan where I grew from an 8 year old boy filled with pain and never-ending voices telling him to kill himself into a teenager, college student, soldier, writer, book-store manager, and bipolar man with PTSD and the open wounds of addiction. I, the man and warrior I am becoming reclaimed that man today and brought him to my new home at 211 W. Maple Street here in the village of Climax, Michigan to play with the little girl that blows away my deepest dreams and imagination by her tenacity to experience the peace, happiness, and joy her God has given her to the fullest. We laughed, played, embraced, tickled, hugged, and kissed. It was an 8.5 mile trek of visiting those in heaven I so dearly miss. A 14.5 kilometer jaunt to reclaim the boy, teen, and man I was and bring him home to my apartment with my precious daughter Emma and our new life. 1 hour and 45 minutes, a homecoming from my birth to my present. I am GodsWarriorGary and I am training for war against Satan. I am blessed. I am at peace. I am forgiven. I am in love with my Commander in Heaven. I am ready for war. I am ready to fight the battles He has before me with Him at my side, me never alone. I am locked and loaded. I am good to go. Look out Satan we are coming after you.
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 23:51:53 +0000
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