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Abilene Bound

Well folks the slavery system that is DecisionOne is behind me as of yesterday afternoon, and I am off to Abilene now to interview with the Herald of Truth ministry. There is no promise of this working yet, of course, but they seem very interested, and if this becomes reality I'll probably be in Abilene by the end of the month. Like I said earlier, every day can bring something that can change everything. Tonight I'll (hopefully) hang out with Stephanie. Each time I've been in Norman recently we haven't been able to get together.

Last Friday while dining on delicious ten layer lasagna at Spaghetti Warehouse in Oklahoma City I ran into a girl I knew from Stillwater named Destiny. The only reason I mention this is because the last time we really saw each other was when we were both sitting on top of a pile of gravel in Juarez, Mexico philosophizing about faith and life. What was cool was that it seemed as if that conversation picked right back up where it left off. She's one of those people you can tell the spirit of God lives inside. I always cherish those examples.

Anyway, time to get friendly with the Turner Turnpike for a while.


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