We are not a casino town. Ask anyone whose heart and soul are in this land and they will tell you quickly that this land, if it is to be called anything, if it should be defined by anything, that should be its connection to the Principal People.

In second grade, in Mrs. Herbert’s class at Cherokee Elementary School, there was a day where I decided to write in detail everything that happened in class that day and report it to the class. I was a shy kid, but my classmates and teachers were very supportive and receptive of my report. I realized then that I liked reporting. I liked telling stories and sharing them with others, and others appreciated it as well.

Friends, isn’t it great when you know you have a faithful friend?

Like many of you, somewhere in my being is the urge to be a backseat driver. I say like many of you, because I know from your comments on posts that we come from the same place sometimes.

The new year, 2024, is not so much to be about our country and all of what we are seeing that transpires in it. It is to be more about our own faith beliefs concerning our own lives, such as saying, “I am now a saved saint, according to and by the Most High God I am the Righteousness of God, in Christ Jesus.”

I am a father of two children who are now adults. They have given me three grandchildren. I have memories of the times my children have been hurt or became ill. I know how I felt when I could comfort them and soothe their hearts. God loves us more. He loves with a love only God can give. Only He can heal the sin-sick heart. May we never forget God’s love for us and His ability to comfort us and save us when we let Him.