FreshStart D.L.B. Prison Letter Writing  Ministry

Mr. John McCollum ( AKA  B.M.W.)

           Pray for  Father to Son

Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid.

One who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat,and humble and gentile in victory, lead him, I pray not in the path of ease and comfort but under the stress and spur of difficulties and challenge.

 Here let him learn to stand up in the storm; here let him learn compassion for those who those who fall. Build me a son whose heart will be clear, whose goals will be high.

A son who will master himself before he seeks to master other men, one who will reach into the future, yet never forget the past. And after all these things are his, give him, I pray enough of a sense of humor.

So that he may always be serious yet never take himself too seriously.Give him humility, so that he may always remember the simplicity of true greatness, the open mind of true strength. Then I, his father will dare to whisper. "I have not lived in vain."

      Very well said

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       Bro. Rick

    Wasted Time 

The time I've wasted, is my biggest regret spent in these places,   I will never forget just sitting and thinking about the things I've done. The crying and laughter, the hurt and the fun now it's just me and my hard driven guilt, behind a wall of emptiness, I allowed to be buit.

I'm trapped in my body, just wantind to run back to my youth, with it's laughter  and fun but the chase is over. And there's no place to hide  everything is gone , including my pride with reality, suddenly right in my face I'm scared and alone. And stuck in this place now memories of the past, flash through my head and the pain is obvious.

 By the tears that I've shed, I  ask myself , why and where iwent wrong? I guess   I was weak, when I should have been strong. Living for the drugs, and the wings I 've grown, my fellings were lost, afraid to be shown as I Look at my past  it's so easy to see the fear I once had. Afraid to be me , i pretened to be rugged , so fast and cool when actually  I was lost.

Like a blind old fool , I''m getting to old for this three some game of acting real hard, with no sense of shame, it's time that I change, and get on with my life fulfilling my dreams, of a family and a beatiful wife. What my future will hold,  I really don't know but the time I''ve wsated, it's starting to show.

I just live for today, wheni'll get a new start and the dream   I still hold, deep within my heart, I   hope   I  can make it,  I at least have to try cause I''m headed towards death, and I don't want to die.

 

            Brother Alfred is a blessing     

           He is a JACK of all TRADES

Pastor Oscar Walden Sr. (Founder of the People Court of  Final Appeals) and Steve also a member, with Billy Hayes ( F.S.D.L.B.) and Levette Roberts of (Helping Others To Help Others )in the Radio studio 1570 am