More to come, check back soon, while I take courage and seek the Lord for the words...

The US Lands on the moon, Bra's are on fire...Then there was me.

I was born in a unique period in American History. It was 1969, The US had just landed on the moon and everything seemed possible. However something was taking root in the minds and hearts of Americans and the result of that was going to have lasting consequence. The baby boomer generation was wounded from the pains of war. They began to drift and their children would become a wondering generation, discontent and searching for something to fill their souls anyway they could. They could not relate to the pain of their parents because they lacked nothing except peace and contentment.