To my devoted readers, all dozen of you, I pray you have a Merry Christmas surrounded by those you love. Thank you for sharing in my life, I can’t imagine what you find so interesting in me, but it feeds my ego, so thank you for clicking on me. That sounds weird. Thank you for viewing me. Hmm. Thank you.
To my friends and family that I haven’t seen in far too long, I love and miss you and pray that this year our paths will cross. I know we moved far away and we will try and plan a trip this year but the roads go both ways. Incidentally, it is 65 degrees today for all you Great White Northerners, we have room, it is sunny, that is all.
To my beautiful wife and three amazing children, you are more than I ever hoped or dreamed, and I am proud to be your husband and father. Thanks for enduring the week of detox, and the years of detox like behavior. I hope I sucked less this year, I am trying really hard to be what you deserve, but some days I am just a broken boy from Brainerd. Not that there is anything wrong with that, just sayin’.
To my government that seems hell bent on destroying everything our forefathers died to establish, please stop. Seriously, you are freaking us out, so stop thinking you can do better and admit you are clueless and let the people fix the mess you made. This is not rocket science, your job is to keep us free and the primary thing to keep us free from is YOU!
To my church family, that I pray never reads this blog, it is a pleasure serving you each week but could you do me a favor and smile once in a while? I promise to be a better guitar player so you won’t cringe if you promise to sing. I don’t even care if it is out of tune, seeing as how I treat you to that, I figure we will be even.
To my Father in heaven, I love you. I may be weak and delusional in the eyes of many, but I don’t care. You are more real to me lately than I can ever remember. Sorry I forget to tell you that most days but you know how I am. Help me to figure out what you want for me this year because if I have to spend another year in timeout, I may go completely nuts. Oh, and please remind me why I am in timeout in the first place because it seems I have forgot and I would rather not remember the next time I pass around the mountain.
And to the rest of the world:
Peace on Earth,
David