EVERYONE... has let the Author and Finisher down more times than they haven’t. Myself included... the key lies in teaching yourself not to let him down. The thing I will not stand for is the use of His name in vein, that being the third of ten laws given to Moses. I now follow a Being that set ten simple laws which I will present to you,  keep in mind IT IS NOT ME SAYING THIS BUT God Himself. If you disagree with anything stated here, take them to the proper place…TO GOD.    1. I am the Lord thy God, … Thou shalt have no other gods before me. I think that this law is the easiest law to follow personally, that is unless  you are one that seems compelled to hug trees, they are beautiful and all but… ———————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————- 2. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven images. I think it’s easy to follow this one also. It even goes for images made by others. ————— ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————-

DIS · TRAC · TION dəˈstrakSH(ə)n/ noun plural noun:  distractions a thing that prevents someone from giving full attention to something else. “the company found passenger travel a distraction from the main business of moving freight” “a distraction from the real issues” extreme agitation of the mind or emotions. “He knew she was nervous by her uncharacteristic air of distraction” While younger distractions seemed fun not caring about the long-term, let alone the  end . ————————————————————————————————-  There are few things that are thoroughly disliked, everything is liked by degree. Since almost everything is liked, I must tell the few things that make up the opposite. For instance, I loathe the word “luck”, all the forms of and similar to the word “feel”. Some say, “The word Luck came from, and really means  lucifer .” It is merely only a coincidence that the first three letters match up… But if not. Regardless the king of lies has already lost. Wh

Brief bio of Jesse Clowater:            On August 24, 1982, I was born in the city of Charlottesville. then grew up in Fluvanna County, where I did country boy stuff, like fishing, hunting, and playing soccer. My mom began taking me to church when I was two. I went to a Christian school until the ninth grade.             Even though I believed in God, I got further and further away from Him during my late teens and twenties. Substituting temporary fun for the Truth, I followed a track that would either end up in jail or a funeral parlor. Although           

T estimony Hello. Life with a brain injury is way harder than easy, let alone one with the synonyms “severe and traumatic”  in front. I should know because I am blessed with one… When talking with people,  because it happens way more often than not, I wait for let’s say three seconds till the subject of what I do with myself between the hours of 9 to 5 normally comes up. Or if not that, normally I can tell them noticing the darting glances elsewhere on my body,  the way I walk. The “question” comes up. Why. I am ever so glad, in and un-glad kind of way, to tell them why. It is not that I do not know that it was and is a shame on way more levels than one. The way it I was living. Partying, the girls, and drinking, which way more than one person has been guilty of. May 19, 2007. The fact that I was driving solo on that night was merely a God-sent blessing. Thereby removing the need of me nervously stuttering while going through the story of what happened to a crying mother and