The children sitting on the couch all live here with my wife and me. Ashton is closest to the door, then Zara, and then Bitty Boy aka Tigger aka Ben. They are three of the few that make me want to keep living. Right now, our nation is headed toward some horrible times. We have an out of control pandemic hitting us, we have despots in congress wanting to subvert our nation and turn us into a socialist nation (like Venezuela), and we have masses of idiots burning and looting. I fear that before the election in November, this nation will be involved in what has been referred to as a civil war.
We live on a farm, we have livestock and gardens, chickens and ducks, dogs and a metal stock tank with fish in it. There are five adults and five children living in two homes.
I worry. I worry as to whether or not our nation will survive. I worry as to what future my grand children face. I hope I will live long enough to insure they have a future. I have faith that The Lord will protect them, they are innocent. However, I also believe we are now living chapter six of Revelations in the Bible. NUFF SAID!
