Dear son Dear son
Find joy in the sun
Warmth in the moon
Learn the way of the land
That is your silver spoon
A bunch of fish
And game meat on a dish
May your freezers be full
And your bellies never empty
Mother me mother me
My heart sings for you three
She did not find herself when she thought she was lost
She did not whimper when life leaned on her back
She did not cave in when everything crumbled down
Sometimes when you feel like there is no hope, sometimes when you feel like the world swallowed you whole and spit you back up covered in dirt, this is when it’s a good idea to stand strong and keep your faith. I put my faith in Jesus.
I choose not to fight the battles thrown at me in life, I pray for my battles to be taken to a different battlefield, the spiritual plane where Jesus steps in and commands evil forces away, where there was darkness, He brought light. I am praying this for my home state of Alaska right now. We are loosing our young people to suicide at an elevated rate. In order to fight suicide we need to work together as communities and encourage our parents to spend more time with their children. The more effort and time a parent puts with healthy activities the less likely that child will take their own life. It’s the early ages of 0-7 years that is the most important time for parents to spend quality time and at the same time the child is being molded subconsciously into the unique individual they become. Included in that time is prayer. Pray for your children, even when they are no longer children. Why pick your battles when you don’t even have to fight them, that is the truth of the prayer warrior.
Pray vigilant, love and be love.
There was a sadness in her eyes. The tears seemed to never run dry…
I lost my younger cousin yesterday. He was such a happy kid growing up. He was best buds with my younger brother. They hunted birds and game growing up. When my son Zeth was born he held him and told me he would teach him to hunt when Zeth grew up. I rarely get to see any relatives nowadays, but you are all cherished deeply. I always called Christian Koosubacker or bud. You will be missed dear cousin 💕🙏🏼
Zeth and our cousin Christian 16 years ago.
My sincerest condolences to his parents, sisters and families ❣️
Enjoy some scenery pictures of my rafting adventure down Willow Creek, the Big Susitna and the Chulitna.