There's No Time For Sin And Vice, Living In An Amish Paradise...

Ok, So I know the title was borrowed form the Weird Al song Amish Paradise and lends itself to being made fun of so for all you who I know are currently reciting lyrics from the song, here is a sweet picture from the video!  But that's all you get, no video of the song or anything!!

In my line of work we happen to travel to Southern Michigan a great deal.  Usually these trips were met with great boredom and most often times sleep...  I mean you can only handle watching corn pass you by for so long before sleep is your only escape from going insane.  And despite the fact that I think Southern Michigan/Northern Ohio is some of the most beautiful country side driving it is honestly quite boring after awhile...  Hudson looks like Pittsford, which looks like Waldron, which looks like Morenci, which looks like West Unity, Ohio...    But once you get off the beaten paths of US-127, M-99, M-49 and other major roadways you start to discover something that has captured my fascination in a way I didn't think was possible..
The Amish..  Yes, you read that right but I'll give you a second to re-read it.................  The Amish are such a fascinating people.   The first time I saw an Amish person was as we were driving down some random road outside Hillsdale and a family was driving down the road in their buggy.  I just wanted to slow down and follow them like some creepy Amish Stalker but we just passed them and they waved so I waved back.
And that's what they do.  No matter if you're passing them on the road, or passing their home and they're outside or walking down the road they stop and wave to you as you go by.  I've run into them as party stores as well and they're very friendly and will chat with you as long as you stay to talk. 

The more I would see the Amish in Southern Michigan the more I grew interested in their lifestyle and way of life.  The reason this is forefront in my mind at the moment is because of a very sad incident that took place in Camden, Michigan which has a very large Amish community.  A family consisting of a man, his wife, their 18 month old daughter and 10 month old son were on their way to their grandparents when a van rear ended their buggy, spooked the horse and the horse flipped the buggy into a ditch.  In the process the 10 month old baby boy was killed..  There is a lot of outrage about the lady speeding and hitting the buggy and honestly more surprising is the outrage of people saying the Amish shouldn't be allowed on the roadways in the first place.  And that they should have to adhere to seat belt regulations and just so much nonsense.  I took offense to the people who were just openly bashing the Amish for "going too slow" on the roadways and holding up traffic..   It's their way of life, it's what they believe.  And if you want to get technical about it... They were here first...  Their lifestyle existed far before our cars did.  We should be adapting to them and watching out for them not vice versa.  But people today have this over inflated sense of self worth and entitlement that says "me first, whatever I want."   I have witnessed people honking at the Amish as they pass their buggies (which honestly is a very stupid thing to do) like the Amish are just out to see how much traffic they can hold up.  I feel bad for them.  Here they are trying to get a long in a world like ours and people do nothing but make it more difficult...

Well here's a secret...  The Amish are on to something.  Ok, so it's not really a secret as it is a realization I have made in thinking about their lifestyle and researching it here on my computer which using a computer to research the Amish just seems weird.  But there are so many misconceptions and myths about the Amish that people don't understand.  Here are some things I found interesting about them...  Maybe some things you never knew..

Common misconceptions about the Amish:

• Amish don’t pay taxes - They do in fact.  They don't pay into Social Security because they object to it and take care of their own elderly.
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• Amish food is all organic -  The Amish regularly use chemicals and fertilizers on their crops.
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• Amish think technology is evil - Amish do not consider technology “evil”.  Rather, they harbor concern over what unrestrained acceptance of all technology may lead to.  Amish do in fact use a wide variety of technologies, including batteries, solar panels, and cell phones in some cases.
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• Amish rely on barter - Outsiders may imagine that Amish barter goods and shun use of all worldly instruments, but Amish do in fact use money, in the form of cash and other instruments of payment, typically check, and in some cases credit cards.
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• Amish speak in ‘thee’s and ‘thou’s - While Amish may have a particular accent or unusual way of speaking, Amish speak an English in many ways typical of rural North Americans.

The Amish drive buggies as part of their beliefs to slow the speed of life-the carriage acts as a brake on the pace of life.  As a way of maintaining distance from the world-choosing the horse-and-buggy means consciously choosing transportation not “of” the world.  And one reason I find particularly interesting: preserving family and community-easy auto travel can fragment modern families.

Some other quick facts about the Amish:
- Some Amish women do wear light makeup.
-  Batteries, power calculators, alarm clocks, cash registers, drills, electric fences, and even basic word processors are used in some Amish businesses.
- Amish are big users of LED lighting and use car batteries to power lights on their buggies.
- The Amish shop in grocery stores and Walmart like you and I.
- The Amish have regular bank accounts at banks and use money just like the rest of us and some even have credit cards.
- The Amish are not opposed to photography as many think.  They rarely will let you take a "posed" picture of them but will gladly let you take a picture of them working.  They don't like their full faces to be photographed as that could be mistaken as a sign of vanity or pride.  However, they will let their children be photographed freely as they have not yet been baptized into the community and are innocent.
- The Amish do not dance and you will rarely find a musical instrument in their homes.  However, Amish youth may engage in a variety of forms of dancing, however.  Some Amish youth listen to rock, country, and other types of music.
- The Amish are big joke tellers and enjoy a good sense of humor like anyone else.
- The Amish are big into sports.  Baseball, Softball, Basketball are big in Amish communities and are played at Amish schools.  Hockey is even played in Lancaster Pennsylvania.  They also are big into Volleyball, croquet and shuffleboard.
- Some Amish own washing machines that run off of batteries.
- The Amish can and will ride in cars they just won't own them. 

Sorry, that was more than just a few facts.  But as you can see, the Amish really aren't all that different from us.  Despite the fact they live without electricity, they replace that with having everything battery powered.  We're not that different.

But here's the catch...  The Amish have it right...

And here's what I mean...  We have went through a series in my small group called "Not A Fan".   A series about what it's like to be a follower of Jesus and not just a fan of Jesus..  And while many of us call ourselves followers a long hard look in the mirror will most likely reveal otherwise.  I am no different.  If I told you that I was a true follower of Jesus and that I had it right, I'd be lying to your face and to myself. 
I fall FAR short of being a true follower.  I will never stop and never give up trying to be one and working to get myself there.   But the Amish,  they have it right..  We live day to day with distractions that keep us from becoming those true followers.. Our cellphones, TV's, radios, computers, the internet, cars, it all one way or another at one point has kept you from Him.  And I'm guilty too...   But the Amish have cut out that middle man.  While they may use some of our worlds tools and things.  They've cut out what they deem to be severe distractions that would keep them from honoring the Lord and make them prideful.   They're lives are predicated on focusing on the Lord and doing good works for Him and living for Him no matter the price, no matter the cost..  They have given up the things we consider essentials in life without thinking twice and pledged themselves to a life of simplistic living to better serve Him and to live for Him.   We all have chuckled at the Amish before for the way they live and the way they dress.  But man,  they're doing it the right way..  We should all honestly take notes from them and see how all this "modern technology" is making us fall short of God's glory.  I am so guilty of this.  I have spent hours and hours just wasting my time when I could be meditating or doing a devotional or something.  But because I have let these worldly distractions into my life I almost feel like a prisoner to them.  And I honestly don't know if I can ever truly break free or if I'm strong enough to.  And that to me is kinda sad.  I don't know.  I'm not "coming down" on anyone honestly.  Just making an observation as to why I think the Amish lifestyle is one that I think is the way things were meant to be.  I mean society today will never tell you it is.  Everyone has to be thin and good looking and visually appealing.  You have to have the latest and greatest in technology or you're considered road kill on the information super highway.  There is SO much pressure to conform to today's society that its honestly sickening and sad. 

Do I think I could ever convert to be Amish?  Honestly, it would be a great struggle but I think I could do it.  It wouldn't be easy and it would take A LOT of work.  I dunno, then again, I may not be strong enough.  I'm not by any means a "latest and greatest" guy technology wise but I fear even I may be too far gone to ever give up the technologies I do have... 

I see the Amish as I drive through the country and I'm honestly a little jealous...  They're life isn't easy.  It's a ton of hard work.  But they are so free..  Free from the burdens of today's society...  Free from technology... They have such a strong sense of community, a strong sense of family value.  Their life is dedicated to living for Him.  Which is a goal we all should try to achieve.  Only I think they're the ones doing it right..   I will never stop trying to become a true follower of Christ.  I just get conflicted when I fall short and wonder if I'll ever truly get it right....

So, I hope you've learned something about the Amish today :)   They're a good people.  I honestly want to study them and observe their lifestyle and community some day..

And fine...  For those of you who are still with me after all this rambling about the Amish..  Here is a little gift from me to you...

Until next time...

Be Well,
Rob

All That I Can, I Can Be.... All That I Am, I Can See..

"I'm gonna clear out my head
I'm gonna get myself straight
I know it's never too late
To make a brand new start..."

I'd never heard of Paul Weller until tonight...  I was randomly whipping through YouTube and stumbled upon this video and gave it a listen based on the title alone.   And the song struck a nerve deep within me.  Why?  I'll get to that in a few minutes..

First things first..  I want to say THANK YOU to all of you who took the time to stop up and visit me while I was in the hospital Thurs-Sat.   You were the exact people I needed there at that exact time and you made a scary situation a whole lot better.  I could've been left in the ER alone for hours with no one to talk to, and no one to pray with me but God put the right people in the right place and I am so thankful for that.  You all helped by easing the stress and tension of the situation through laughter and by just being there to talk.  I am grateful for you all and appreciate you all far more than you'll ever know.   A big thanks also goes out to Jill for hanging out with me in the boring old hospital for hours and bringing Caleb up to see me.  And for calling me as I sat bored in the room and letting me talk to Josh and Jonah on the phone for a few minutes so that I could hear all that was going on that was important in the world of 2 year old twins.  Hearing their randomness and jabber definitely put a bright spot on an otherwise gloomy night.   She definitely held the fort down while I was down and out, and did a great job keeping the family going.  Then she was nice enough to let me sleep 12 hours this morning as I'm pretty sure I was in a coma from the time my head hit my pillow until 10:15 this morning.  I was still exhausted when I woke up but that deep sleep felt amazing.  So if you see her, talk to her on FB or whatever she deserves a huge thank you and pat on the back for all the hard work she did whilst I was relaxing at Club Med...

Anyway, to those of you who may be wondering what I'm talking about here is a quick version of what happened *end sarcasm*.  Thursday I was doing deliveries as usual.  We were carrying a range into a house and out of nowhere my chest started hurting and tightened up, I couldn't seem to really catch my breath either.  So what do I do?  About the smartest thing a human could possibly do, and no it's not call 911 or go to the hospital.  I continue on my way and do my final 2 deliveries of the day.  Then drive back to the store.  Yes, I drove too.  During the final two deliveries my chest continued to hurt and feel tight but I just wanted to get done and back as we were an hour out from the store in Pittsford, Michigan.. Yeah, try to find that place on Google..  We get back to the store and my partner looks at me and says "man, you look like crap. You need to go in and find out what's going on."  So I go and tell my manager that I think I need to go to the hospital because my chest is very tight and hurts and the way he handled it was extremely less than professional but we'll leave it at that.  And I drive myself to the hospital.. Yeah, I know, but I also never claimed to be the brightest crayon in the box did I?  So I get there and they take me to ER and run 2 EKG's about an hour apart and they both come back abnormal.  As the Dr. put it. "not alarmingly abnormal where we need to rush you in and open you up, but something is definitely abnormal."    The only explanation I received was where the little line was supposed to go up, it went down instead..  Don't ask me...    So they determine that I'm going to be kept overnight which I'm less than enthused about but I also want to know what happened.
They hook me up to a heart monitor that I had to carry with me the entire time I was there and start an I.V. and do blood work.  I spend a night of getting poked and needled but find out my blood work came back ok.  They also do chest x-rays that came back fine.    They were however nice enough to wake me up the first night at 1:45am, 3am, 5am, and 6:30 am for vitals checks and blood work and other various forms of merriment.   The next day I thought I'd be going home.  The doc ordered a stress test and we went and did the first part of it where they inject a nuclear tracer into you then take pictures to make sure everything is flowing in and out of your heart as it should and that there is no damage.    The second part was the physical part which they told me they were going to do SATURDAY..  So, I have to stay another night.  I did sleep somewhat better that night.  I fell asleep at like 11:30 and was only jarred awake 2 times in the night for vitals and a nurse who thought it'd be hilarious to flip my lights on for my vitals check at 3:45am.  So I wake up at 4:45 that morning and am up for good.  They come in at 8:30 and tell me my stress test is at 9am.  Mind you I haven't eaten since 7pm.  They end up having to do the chemical stress test for reasons we'll skip due to time constraints.  The first thing the nurse tells me is "you're going to experience all the symptoms of a heart attack within 10-15 seconds of the injection, try to remember to NOT panic."   It was the most terrifying thing I've EVER experienced.  My hands went numb, my jaw tightened, my chest tightened and hurt so bad and it lasted about 45-90 seconds.  And, I panicked...  Who wouldn't?   I can take chair shots, I can take getting beat up in a ring, but that is a pain and fear I don't EVER want to experience again.

So, I go back to my room, order lunch and coffee while I wait for the Dr.  She finally comes in around 1pm and asks if anyone has talked to me yet.  I say no so she breaks it down for me.  They ruled out a heart attack and say that there was no damage to my heart and was most likely not Cardiac related.  She never gave me a definitive answer but said it could be something in the category of a heart murmur, something to do with acid reflux, or least likely Angina.  She did prescribe Nitro tablets for me to carry around from now on in case I start having chest pains again.  And also to have a revisit with my personal physician in a few weeks and to keep an eye on how my chest feels for the next few months.  She did say given my family history of heart problems like my mom having 2 heart attacks by age 38-39 and heart problems with my Gramps and dad that I was at an elevated risk for heart complications.  And with that she left and I was discharged at about 3-4pm.

That being said, it was a completely eye opening experience for me...  I won't lie, I was scared and I honestly had no idea what was going on when my chest felt like it did.  I didn't know if I was having a heart attack or what was happening.  We're watching a series in my small group called "Not A Fan"  It's a series that challenges participants to become sincere "followers" of Jesus Christ, rather than simply "enthusiastic admirers" or "fans."  It follows "the journey of Eric Nelson, a man leading a compartmentalized triple life as a pleasure-seeking rebel, a cutthroat corporate executive, and a nominal Christian. But when confronted with a near death experience, Eric embarks on a spiritual journey that transforms his commitment to Jesus Christ and tests the faith of his friends and family."  He makes the transformation into a follower and in the end has a fatal heart attack and you witness how his family and friends cope with this all while Kyle Idleman narrates and asks you pointed questions, and you journal and it puts you in some pretty tough emotional places.  I highly recommend it even if we aren't through the whole thing yet.  Here is a quick trailer for "Not A Fan"

Regardless, I'm not comparing myself to Eric.  Mine wasn't a life or death matter.  It may have felt like it in the moment as I didn't know what was happening but my mind went to Eric, his situation and what happened to him.  At first I thought selfishly like "this happens now, am I going to die in the next 5 years?"  And I won't lie that's been on my mind a lot lately.  I mean being told I'm an elevated risk for heart complications isn't a ringing endorsement for feeling secure.  But I can fight and make changes.  And that's what I need to do.
Things HAVE to change.  Physically, mentally, emotionally, things HAVE to change.  If not I'm doing nothing but slowly killing myself.  First place I need to start is me physically.  I'll put it out there so that you ALL can hold me accountable for this.  I graduated high school at 210 lbs. I was solid at somewhere around 15-18% body fat I was a gym rat and an athlete.  I left school, left college, stopped playing ball and now I sit at 285lbs.  And that's not the heaviest I've been.  I've been in the 290 range.   I want desperately to get back to 200-210 lbs again.  I know it's in there, it was before.  I've been talking with a former employee and friend that I use to work with and he's in his 2nd running of P90-X and he swears by it.  He said the first 90 he dropped 38lbs and then you just maintain and keep doing it.  Change your diet and keep active.  I can do that...  I know I can..  If I can play ball effectively at 285lbs I know I can do this...  I just need to dive in and make it happen.  So, that's my goal and a goal I want ALL of you to witness and hold me accountable for is to do this and try to get as close to 210lbs as I can.  It won't be an overnight process.  But I think it can be done.  My goal 1 year from now is to be at 240 or less....  Who is going to hold me to it?

Next thing I need to change is my relationship with Christ.  I won't lie I'm not the strongest Christian you'll ever meet.  I have so many flaws and will never claim to be perfect.  I still slip up and make mistakes, I am working so hard to curb my language and the way I feel at work.  I know He is challenging me at work but I also know that I can't possibly be passing that test.  I hate the way I feel at work, angry, resentful, undervalued, and it's hard working in an environment where everything is so negative and everyone is as well.  I know there is no "perfect" place to work but I also don't feel like I can be myself there.  My attempts at talking about Jesus have been met with sarcasm, bewildered looks, or quick changes of subject.  When I told those I worked with of my want to go into ministry I was mocked and told that there is no place in ministry for someone like me.   And there are times where I let their attitudes break me down and I drop to their levels and it leaves me feeling horrible and fake.  So to go along with changing physically I need to change emotionally and remain stronger in my faith at work and in that work to strengthen my relationship with Christ and continue with schooling so I can serve Him in the way and area that I believe He needs me and is leading me to.

I just need to work on being a better person.  A better friend, a better dad, husband, everything....  I know that my ordeal wasn't on the level of Eric Nelson's but what if....   And did you hear it in that trailer??  Matthew 25:40 shows up again.... When Eric said "whatever you did for one of the least of these, you did for me.'  My last blog on life verses....  It's eerie in a cool way the way He communicates with us....  And that verse keeps coming back to me everywhere..  I'm heading in the right direction, I know I am...
I just need to remember what He wants me to do and focus on that..

So there you have it.. The run down of my ordeal in the hospital..  The eye opening it gave me and the focus I need to have to serve Him better..  And I need YOU all to help me..  Just as some of you were there in that hospital room in the ER with me to pray, laugh and help me through that tough and scary time.  I need you to be there for me in this tough and scary time..  And in turn I will do everything in my power to be a better person from here on forward...

I'll leave you with the video to the song I quoted in the opening of this blog...  Enjoy it..

Until next time, It's never to late to make a brand new start...

Rob

What Is This Life Verse Of Which You Speak???

Ever have something that keeps popping up randomly in your life?  Not like a stalker or anything but like a song or maybe a verse of song that when you turn your car on happens to be playing.  Only it happens more times than to just be coincidence..    That seems to be me lately.  Ever since the very first time I helped a homeless person at the library by giving him money this Bible verse keeps popping up.  And not just like 1 or 2 times since, but dozens and dozens of times.   And it pops up in the most random places like that creepy Burger King dude in the BK commercials.  You know the one where the guy wakes up and there is Burger Creeper staring at you through your window, then tries to make his creepiness ok by handing you some delicious breakfast sandwich that he's probably laced with roofies...   Anyway, I kinda got away from my topic...    This verse has popped up in songs, in internet stories, in newspapers, random people have said the verse to me at random times.  And as recently as today it's popped up.  For whatever reason a moment ago I decided to look up Rich Mullins and read his bio on Wikipedia... A few paragraphs into the bio a paragraph starts with..

"His faith can be understood by a quote he gave at a concert shortly before his death. He stated that: Jesus said whatever you do to the least of these my brothers you’ve done it to me."

Everywhere I turn it's there. And that's the verse that I'm referring to.  Matthew 25:40 which says: "The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'   I mean, I am by no means a person who can break down scripture and find deeper meaning.  I wish I were but I accept reality.  However, I can see where this verse ties into my life.  What I mean is this, several times in the last 2-3 years I have been put in a position where I encounter a homeless person or family.  And not like I drive by them daily as some of you might or see them walking down the road.  But where they're put in my path.  As I pull into work there is a homeless family on the corner by my work, I go to the public library to kill time while waiting for my son to get through with school and there is a homeless man sleeping 20 feet away at a table by himself holding a homemade cross, and another when I was working and an older man came in out of the rain and asked for some garbage bags so he and his wife could stay dry.  And then there is the call I feel to go into ministry to serve those in Prison and at risk kids.  Prison Inmates are those whom society deems "worthless" or "of no use to anyone"  and they write them off once they go behind those walls.  But they don't stop and think about the fact that man/woman has family, they might have small children struggling to understand why mommy or daddy went away and they can't see them.  The inmate could be someone who was struggling to feed their family and did what was necessary to see that happen but in the process made a bad choice of how to do it.  My point, while they may have done bad things, there are good people in prison who made bad choices.  Don't mistake that for condoning what they did because I don't.  But also, put yourself in their place.  If your kids haven't eaten in awhile and there's no money to change that the possibility is there to do something drastic to see they're ok.  Anyway, I also understand that there are bad people who intentionally hurt others and show no remorse.  I don't have an answer for why I want to help them other than I feel that's what I am supposed to do.  I honestly think there is good in everyone.  Some people have just had hard lives and have put that side of them into hiding and cover it with crime and anger.  I'm not saying I'm going to change the world, I'm realistic.  But if I can help one person straighten their lives out or keep one Juvenile from going down the wrong road my whole purpose will be fulfilled.

I look at my own kids for inspiration with this journey.  They're 7 and twins who are 2 years old.  I see how innocent they are.  Even if the 7 year old sometimes acts like a demon I can still catch glimpses where his innocence is there.  And then you look at inmates.  At one point in their lives they were somebody's everything.  They were some parents world.  They just at some point along the way got lost, made bad choices and simply lost their way.  I think the good is still there.  It may take some time and work to help them find it but I feel that's what I'm supposed to do.

Anyway, another tangent..  I'm pretty good at that apparently.  Back to topic..  Matthew 25:40 is a verse that keeps showing up in my life.  I have mentioned this to Jill and she says that maybe it's my "life verse."  Life verse?  I have heard this term before and don't know if I fully understand it or not.  Here is what I found for the definition of a Life Verse..

"What is a life verse? Here is what I recommend you look for when trying to determine a life verse: 1) Your verse should be a verse from the Bible that has meaning to you – maybe it has inspired you in the past, and the like; and 2) You should try to fit yourself to be what your life verse says, not try to fit your verse into your life."

That seems like a pretty legit answer to me and I have heard others around me talk about their life verses.
I had never heard of a life verse before all of this. I mean it's not like when someone would meet you, they would ask your name and then ask a follow-up question of “What’s your life verse?”  Then there would be an uncomfortable pause when you knew you were supposed to respond but instead you look at them like a deer in headlights.  But what do you do when you don’t have your own life verse and someone asks?

1. Respond with “That is a great verse. I can see why you chose that one.”

2. Change the subject and ask “So, where are you from?” or “What’s your major?” (In a church setting, instead of a college setting, ask about last week’s sermon.)

3. Pretend you have a life verse, preferably one of the more popular ones (John 3:16, John 14:6, Romans 6:23) so that you’ll blend into the crowd and no one will remember.

I mean, maybe if I was ever asked for my favorite verse I could stumbled my way through one. But life verse? I was unprepared for that. So I've stumbled through life without a life verse. I don’t know if anyone knew. Maybe I faked it well enough but most likely not because I'm pretty sure no one has ever asked me about it until Jill mentioned it to me recently.  And to be honest the thought of a life verse never really was something I thought about or knew about until now.  But it all makes sense to me.

I mean short of God physically hitting me over the head with something I'd have to be pretty dense to not step back and see that maybe this is my life verse.  I mean it all adds up.  Helping the homeless, wanting to help inmates and those who people deem lost causes.  It makes sense to me.  These people by society's standards are what they would consider "the least of these."  And I don't see them as such.

Do I think everyone should have a life verse?   I can't answer that honestly.  I wouldn't think so.  I mean it's not a requirement for being a good Christian.  Your church isn't going to bar the doors when you walk up if you don't have one.  And I'm pretty sure God isn't going to be angry with you for not having one either.  Some people have favorite verses or scripture.  Some people have a verse that falls in line with their life and what they want to do with it.  It is what it is.

I'm sorry if this entire blog doesn't make any sense.  I'm trying to come to grips with this whole life verse thing and make it make sense to me.  And sometimes I do that by rambling on like a blithering idiot which I think I've effectively done here.  So know that if this doesn't make sense to you, it does to me.

Anyway,  I'm going to wrap this up for now.

Until next time, take a moment and pray for your local police officers.  Today marks the 2 year anniversary of the loss of Officer James Bonneau.  He was killed in the line of duty on March 9th, 2010.  Take a moment and say a prayer for his family.  For Officer Darin McIntosh who was present that night and has by the grace of God made a full physical recover and is back making our streets safer. And for those officers in your towns and cities who do all the work while you sleep and enjoy your families and feel safe doing so.

Take Care,
Rob

Police Officer

James David Bonneau

Jackson Police Department, Michigan

End of Watch: Tuesday, March 9, 2010

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