ELVIS...ME...AND MY TEARS

August 16th...1977...started out like any other day... except I was on vacation with my lovely wife Brenda... Tom Rutherford and Mark Webster in Florida. Brenda and I were staying with my cousin Cathy...and were going to meet up with Tom and Mark in Winterhaven (outside of Orlando).

I remembering waking up...watching some news on the T.V...and then the interruption. Elvis Presley was dead at the age of 42 years old. Everything went into surreal mode...as my mind was racing to try to understand what my ears had just heard. As the reality of the moment sank in...my emotions kicked in...and I did something that I had done 10 years earlier in 1967. I began to cry uncontrollably. Ten years earlier...I had met Elvis Presley...behind RCA...Studio B. But more of that later...as I begin to go back...back to earlier times.


I was born at an early age...on August 15th, 1951. I guess I was just an average kid...doing average things...up until I was 6 years old. In 1957 my Mom and Dad...did something that would change my life forever. They took me to the Starlight Drive-In in Murfreesboro TN...to see the movie JAILHOUSE ROCK. My dad...refused to go to a regular movie theater...because he refused to stand in lines like he had to do when he was in the army. So...there we were watching that new phenomenon...Elvis Presley on the wide, outdoor screen.

The next thing they let me do...was to go to the store and buy...the EP (extended play 45 disc) of Jailhouse Rock. At 6 years old...my friends were listening to Mary Had A Little Lamb or Rootie Kazootie...while I was listening to THE WARDEN HAD A PARTY AT THE COUNTY JAIL. On Saturday night...my mom and dad would drink a little (sometimes a lot)...and when they were feeling..."good"...Dad would pull out the record player and play some tunes...while him and mom would dance. Those were good times...for a couple of reasons...(1) while they were dancing...they were not fighting (2) I got to hear lots of different types of music...including Ray Charles, Glenn Miller, Woody Herman, Brook Benton and Dinah Washington, The Riverboat Five. But the cream of the crop was my Elvis record.

Over the years...I would go to Elvis movies...and my aunt Christine would buy me the Soundtracks to the movies...GI Blues, Blue Hawaii, Flaming Star, Wild In The Country, Kid Galahad, Girls Girls Girls, Fun In Acapulco, Viva Las Vega, Girl Happy, Tickle Me, Frankie and Johnny...and the movies just kept on coming. In 1964...we took a road trip to Memphis so I could go to Graceland. Thanks mom and dad.

Every magazine I could get...I would cut out pictures of Elvis...and pin, tack, staple them on my bedroom wall...until there literally was not one inch of wall space left. I eventually took them all down...as my Dad agreed to paint my entire room black... with red curtains.

In 1967...a lady named Edith Stone...aunt to my friend Mike and Vicki Pinkerton...took me and a few more of us to RCA Recording Studio...on a Sunday afternoon...because she heard that Elvis was in town to record...so we headed on down to Nashville. There was only around 20 people milling around at around 2:00 that afternoon. At one point...a man came out and told us that the recording session had been cancelled...so we might as well go home. We knew better. Five minutes later...an Elderado Cadillac rolled around the corner...and all of the doors swung open. The Memphis Mafia came out...and then...there he was...in person...in the flesh...Elvis Presley. Again..it was a surreal moment. The man who I had to this point in time... only heard on the radio...and through my speakers of my stereo...seen on the wide screen...was now standing 3 feet from me. The man that my Mom...used as a role model for me...not to smoke or drink...and where I learned to comb my hair...was now more than just some concept of ethics...but a reality.

He was tall...jet black hair (dyed...but who cared)...blue suede boots...blue outfit..white shirt.... looking every inch the king of rock and roll. He was very gracious...smiling...signing autographs for everyone (using my Shaffer cartridge ink pen). NOTE: Some woman tried to get away with my pen...but I did get it back. The first think that Elvis said when he got out of the Elderado was..."Look at my burns." He then showed us the red burn marks on his neck and his wrists. One woman said..."Oooh Elvis...what happened?" Elvis' response...and this is the truth..."Me and the boys were throwing firecrackers at each other on the movie set." And then he laughed. I remember dropping my pen...and it landed next to Elvis' feet. While I was down there to pick it up...I took advantage and touched his blue suede boots.

Do you remember when I told you at the beginning of this Rambling...that I cried 10 years earlier? Well this was the moment. After Elvis went into Studio B of RCA...we got in the car... and everyone was laughing and not believing we met Elvis Presley. At that moment...all of my emotions from 1957 up to 1967...released through my tear ducts...and I began to cry...and I could not stop. My friends were asking what was wrong...but all I could do was eek out..."I don't know."

The next year...Elvis got fed up with just making travelogue movies... where he would go to some exotic location...sing a song...beat up the bad guy and get the girl. Enter...THE 68 COMEBACK SPECIAL. Of course it was not called that then...because no one knew that it would be the resurgence of Elvis' career and playing before an audience again.

It would be a Christmas special... sponsored by Singer Sewing Machines. My Aunt Christine... who would buy me Elvis albums...bought me a brand new Philco Color TV...so I could watch the show IN COLOR.

Elvis was back in black leather...and showed the world that he had not lost anything...since he went into the army...and came back in the movies. He could still sing and command the audience. In 1969...I was in a band called THE BLIND DISTORTION (aka The Black Room) with Dan Bogle, Bruce Fortner, David Sharpe and James Satterwhite. I also was now dating a cute little girl named Brenda Sue Williams. Life was good. I remember going to Sir Pizza and hearing Suspicious Minds on the juke box...and thought...wow...that is good stuff.

Again...Edith Stone arranged a trip for a few of us...to go down to Houston Texas to the Largest Rodeo In the World...who would have the largest entertainer in the world during half time...ELVIS. I got to see Elvis for two shows...one afternoon matinee...and then the night show. The third set of pictures are from that event (off of Google images). Again...another surreal event...seeing Elvis perform. Again...tears...but I concealed these a little better.


I have seen Elvis a couple of times since that time...these pictures were from the concert at Stokely Athletic Center in Knoxville.

After I became a Christian in 1970... sad to say...I was convinced by some over zealous believers...to burn all of my Elvis records (along with other artists). I did give away my collection of Elvis Monthly magazines and other stuff to Edith...and I held on to my pictures, pen, autograph, and a piece of grass where Elvis stood. They were eventually stolen along with all of my clothes and my guitar and everything I owed...in Chattanooga before I came home.

Here we are in 2010...33 years since Elvis die at the young age of 42. A tragic death...preceded by what appears to be a tragic life. He sang...I Did It My Way...and died alone on a toilet...BUT no matter what happened...good, bad, or ugly...I still love (yes I said love) Elvis. His songs still move me...his gospel music is next to none...I will even stop and watch a movie if it is on T.V.

Today as my birthday approaches...August 15th...I know what is coming...August 16th...and I know that I will cry again. As a matter of fact...I'm tearing up right now.

Love Me Tender Kisses
Rodney "All Shook Up" Boyd

P.S.

If you can tell me what my favorite Elvis movie is...and my favorite Elvis song is...you will be entered into a contest to win a can of SPAM.

DAT'S JUST DA BEAST IN ME

Greetings O Ye Saints...and you know who you are...or are not.

A saint is usually thought of as someone who is perfect...no flaws...above the fray of the rabble of this world. Biblically...saints are not perfect but are forgiven...because it's not who YOU are...but who HE is in you.

SAINT: ko-desh=a sacred place or thing , a consecrated thing, a dedicated thing, a hallowed thing, saint, sanctuary

SAINT: hagios= an awful thing, sacred, blameless, consecrated

"Therefore...if any man...wo-man...hu-man...is IN CHRIST...he/she/they are new creations/creature...the OLD THINGS are passed away...behold...NEW THINGS have and are constantly coming." (II Corinthians 5:17)

In the movie JAILHOUSE ROCK (1957)...Elvis' character...Vince...grabs Judy Tyler (can't remember her character's name)...and plants a wet, sloppy kiss on her. She pulls away and says..."Don't use those tactics on me!" Elvis...slightly smiles...and says..."Dem ain't tactics... that's just da BEAST IN ME."



"Even he who is pure in heart...and say his prayers by night...can become a wolf when the wolf bane blooms...and the autumn moon is bright." (From the movie The Wolfman quoted by the old gypsy woman over Larry Talbot who was cursed with the BEAST within him).

In the year 2000 there was a CD released by a group called KENNEDY, KIRKPATRICK, MADERIA & SPRAGUE...called COMING FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE This was a collection of musical artists and writers who recorded the songs that they have written...but recorded by other artists. The title song off of that project is the one that caught my attention. It was NOT recorded by others...but a new song...recorded by the boys themselves. The title is COMING FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE...ala the project title.

The first song sounds like CROSBY, STILLS, AND NASH...from the acoustic guitar (ala David Crosby)...electric guitar (ala Stephen Stills) and tight vocal harmonies (ala David Crosby, Stephen Stills, and Graham Nash). Here's a glimpse of the lyrics...

Left to myself...it's not a pretty picture
Me and my will...it's such a deadly picture
I am first...and you're the least
That's the NATURE OF THE BEAST

If there's any love...any evidence of...if there's any good inside myself...IT'S COMING FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE

I draw from the WELL...I drink the LIVING WATER
I look through the veil...SEE THE MERCY OF THE FATHER
Leave it to the Prince of Peace
To CHANGE THE NATURE OF THE BEAST

Coming from...coming from SOMEWHERE ELSE
Somewhere , where there's PERFECT LOVE
Won't you take me there?
Take me there...SOMEWHERE ELSE

Well...those lyrics hit me where I feel like I am...and where I am NOT. In 1970...I was confused...paranoid...fearful...and felt as if I was controlled by the BEAST IN ME. I was a torn person. I was dating Brenda...in love...BUT at the same time...my life was a total wreck. I had a BEAST within me...that was craving many things...and the more I tried to fed DA BEAST...with drugs, booze, sniffing various chemicals, music, good times...DA BEAST was never SATISFIED. In the fall of 1970...Brenda led me to the Lord...and the hold of the BEAST was loosed. It was like night and day...I was FREE...but by 1972... the BEAST reared it's ugly head...and I was doing more sin and trapped by the beast more that I was before I became a Christian. I tried to CHANGE THE NATURE OF THE BEAST... but was unable to do so. It's like the song says..."Left to myself...IT'S NOT A PRETTY PICTURE...me and my will...IT'S NOT A PRETTY PICTURE.


Paul wrote of this struggle in Romans 7.

NOTE: The great theological debate is (1) Paul was talking about his life B.C... before Christ (2) Paul was talking about his life A.C....after Christ. I really don't care it was before or after...I have experienced in both time frames.

"I do not understand my own actions--I am baffled, bewildered. I do not practice or accomplish what I wish, but I do the very thing that I loathe (which my moral instinct condemns]. Now if I [habitually] what is contrary to my desire, [that means that] I acknowledge and agree that the Law is good (morally excellent ) and that I take sides with it. However, it is no longer I who do the deed, but the sin[principle] which is AT HOME IN ME...and has POSSESSION of me. For I know that NOTHING GOOD dwells within me, that is, IN MY FLESH. I can will what is right, but no power to carry it out; For I fail to PRACTICE the good deeds I DESIRE TO DO, but the evil deeds that I do not desire to do are what I am [ever] doing. Now if I do what I do not desire to do, it is no longer I doing it--it is not myself that acts--but the sin [principle] which dwells within me [fixed and operating in my soul]." (Romans 6:15-20 The Amplified Bible)

The question that Paul asks...and the answer the song COMING FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE underscores is the same thing that Paul declares...

I draw from THE WELL...I drink the LIVING WATER
I look through the veil...See the MERCY OF THE FATHER.
Leave it to the PRINCE OF PEACE
To CHANGE THE NATURE OF THE BEAST

"O unhappy and pitiable and wretched man that I am! Who will release and deliver me from [the shackles of] this body of death? O thank God--HE WILL! Through JESUS CHRIST...THE ANOINTED ONE...OUR LORD!..." (Romans 7:24-25 The Amplified Bible)

Well...Dem may not be tactics...but just da beast in me...I know from personal experience...that my help...any good in me is...COMING FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE. I am drinking from the well...LIVING WATER...AND I look through the "veil of His flesh" and do see THE MERCY OF THE FATHER. Lord...thank you for changing...and constantly changing...the nature of the beast. I will proclaim who I AM (a new creation IN CHRIST...the OLD THINGS (da beast within me)...has PASSED AWAY...NEW THINGS...are constantly coming as I become transformed into the image of Christ...moment by moment...day by day...from glory to glory.

Love and Changed Kisses
Rodney "Coming From Somewhere Else" Boyd

DAT'S JUST DA BEAST IN ME!

Greetings Chewers of da Cud...how's the beast? Back in 1957...I was 6 years old...I saw a movie at the Starlight Drive-In....with my Mom and Dad...called JAILHOUSE ROCK. The EP record...(EP=a 45 rpm piece of vinyl that was not a full album but held 5 or 6 songs. VINYL= round pieces of plastic with grooves cut into them that when a needle is place on them and they revolve around...emits sound from a record player)...was one of the first record I owned.

As some of you know...when my friends were listening to Mary Had A Little Lamb...I was singing..."the warden had a party in the county jail."

The movie was the picture that Elvis never watched...because his co-star...Judy Tyler was killed in a car wreck after she made the movie. It is the tale of a truck driver who gets into a bar fight...and he kills a man in the fight. He is sent to prison...meets up with someone who teaches him how to play the guitar...and soon is elevated to the national limelight...with a song called Jailhouse Rock. When he gets out of prison...the story continues with him meeting a girl who promotes his music...and he skyrockets to the top. Elvis' character gets caught up in himself and turns into a jerk...and then through a series of events...comes back to being a good guy. At one point he gets into another fight and receives a punch into his larynx (lar-inks) and loses his voice. I consider it to be one of Elvis' better movies (although I like them all...even the bad ones...with King Creole being my favorite).

One of my favorite scenes is where Elvis and Judy are walking down the street...and Elvis stops and grabs her...and plants a wet, sloppy kiss on her resistant lips. She pushes away and says..."Don't use those tactics on me." Elvis responds with QUOTABLE QUOTE. He looks at her...and smiles a sneer...and says..."Dem ain't tactics...dat's just da BEAST in me."


Funny line...but at times...a little close to reality in me.

"Therefore...if any man is IN CHRIST...he is a NEW CREATION...the OLD THINGS passed away...behold...NEW THINGS have come." (II Corinthians 5:17)

Well...one would wish...that...this was the end of the story. I once was a boogerhead...and now I am not a boogerhead. But over the years...the NEW CREATION...at times...acted like the OLD CREATION.

"For the good that I wish...I do not do...but I practice the very evil that I do not wish. But if I am doing the very thing I don not wish...I am no longer the one doing it...but sin which dwells in me. I find then the principle that evil is present in me...the one who wishes to do good." (Romans 7:19-21)

I find myself...trying to excuse myself for my actions...by saying..."Dem ain't tactics...dat's just da beast in me." Well...that excuse does not hold water for the believer.

"Even he who is pure in heart...can become a wolf...when the wolf bane blooms...and the Autumn moon is bright." (From the 1941 movie The Wolfman starring Lon Chaney Jr.).

A cursory reading of New Testament epistles (letters...not the wife of an apostle)...shows that a lot of them are letters of correction for believers...who are not acting like believers. They are people who lack no spiritual gift, like the church in Corinth, whose beast manifest in the form of partisanship in the church, getting drunk, spiritual pride, sexual immorality, chaotic services etc.

Other letters reveal Paul rebuking Peter for acting one way around one set of believers...and then acting another way around others.

The book of Galatians is written to FREE PEOPLE....NEW CREATIONS...who go back to their OLD WAYS...like dogs back to their vomit.

"It was for FREEDOM that Christ set us FREE...therefore...KEEP STANDING FIRM...and do not BE SUBJECT AGAIN...TO A YOKE OF SLAVERY." (Galatians 5:1) In other words...KEEP THE BEAST IN LINE.

"For you were CALLED TO FREEDOM...brethren...only DO NOT TURN YOUR FREEDOM... into an OPPORTUNITY FOR THE FLESH...but through love serve one another."
(Galatians 5:13) It appears this BEAST...is kept at bay...by LOVE...expressed towards one another.

The key to victory over this beast...is like Paul said in Romans 6:24-25...
"Wretched man that I am! Who will SET ME FREE from the body of this death?" The answer is the same ONE who originally set us free...and who can restore us..."Thanks be to GOD through JESUS CHRIST OUR LORD..."

"You foolish Galatians...who has bewitched you...before whose eyes...JESUS CHRIST WAS PUBLICLY PORTRAYS AS CRUCIFIED. This is the only thing I want to find out from you; did you receive the Spirit by the WORKS of the Law, or by HEARING WITH FAITH? Are you so foolish? Having BEGUN by the SPIRIT...are you now being PERFECTED BY THE FLESH?"
(Galatians 3:1-3)

"But I say...WALK BY THE SPIRIT...and you WILL NOT...carry out the DESIRE OF THE FLESH." (Galatians 5:16)

"But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control...against such things there is no law."
(Galatians 5:22)

"Now those who belong to Christ Jesus have CRUCIFIED the flesh with its passions and desires...If we LIVE by the Spirit...let us also WALK BY THE SPIRIT." (Galatians 6:22-25)

"I HAVE BEEN...crucified with Christ...and it is no longer I who lives...but CHRIST LIVES IN ME..and the life which I NOW LIVE...I live by FAITH in the Son of God...who DELIVERED HIMSELF UP FOR ME." (Galatians 2:20)

"I protest, brethren...by the boasting i you...which I have in Christ Jesus...I DIE DAILY." (I Corinthians 15:31)

FINAL THOUGHTS...FINALLY

God's heartbeat for us is NOT...that the BEAST/FLESH in us would dominate us...but that we would WALK IN FREEDOM. The answer to that freedom is the same answer that got us there in the first place...FAITH IN THE D.B.R...DEATH, BURIAL, RESURRECTION...NOTHING MORE...NOTHING LESS.

We can only identify with the cross...the blood of Jesus...mercy...grace...love...faith....and believe that the PROPITIATION was enough.

"He SAVED us...not on the BASIS OF DEEDS...which we have done in righteousness...but according to HIS MERCY...by the (1) washing of regeneration (2) renewing by the Holy Spirit (Titus 3:5)

Love and Non-Beasty Kisses
Rodney "Beauty and The New Creation" Boyd

MIRROR IMAGE: AMERICAN IDOL

Greetings and Salutations O Ye Worshippers. Everyone is a worshipper of someone or something. The question is...who or what do you worship. Some will feign shock as they pledge allegiance to "the man upstairs". Some will sneer with discuss as they deny the existence of such a weak concept as God. Some will place their trust in a "higher power"...that may be in the form of a god, a doorknob, another human being. Some even will be honest enough to admit that they worship the only person worthy of their worship...themselves. Collectively, their is a church that many attend everyday...as they worship of the temple of their own bodies...at the 1st Church of Humanism. We build idols to the human capacity...but would never consider that we are walking in idolatry.

WORSHIP DEFINED: Proskuneo (pros-koo-neh-o)= to kiss towards (and object/person)...like a dog licking his master's hand. To fawn, crouch, to prostrate oneself in homage, to reverence, adore.

American Idol...the T.V. show where people sing...people vote...people win the coveted title of AMERICAN IDOL. Of course...there's nothing new under the sun...and rock n' roll idols have been with us for a long time. I remember going to RCA Recording Studio B...in the back...on a Sunday afternoon...waiting for my IDOL...Elvis Presley to roll in for a recording session of the soundtrack for STAY AWAY JOE. It was a surreal experience as I met him...got his autograph...even touched his Blue Suede boots when I dropped my pin (I figured that while I was down there (in a kneeling position) I might as well touch the king). When he went into the studio...I began to cry. I was sixteen years old...and I was crying like a baby...because I had been in the presence of the one who I IDOLIZED since I was six years old.

In Psalm 115:1-8...we see how the "HEATHEN" idolizes their God. Thank God I'm NOT like those heathens...idolizing dead God's.

The nations/heathens...ask.."Where, no is their God? As Christians...followers of Christ...we worship who we do NOT see. The heathen... needs something MORE TANGIBLE...than theoretic concepts. That's why they build IDOLS. Our IDOLS...may not be built out of silver or gold...but they are constructed in the recesses of our minds...that is manifested in our actions. The first collage represents Verses 4-7 as a composite picture of the HEATHEN'S IDOL.

1. Their idols are silver and gold
2. They are the works of man's hands
3. They have mouths...but they cannot speak
4. They have eyes...but they cannot see
5. They have ears...but they cannot hear
6. They have noses...but they cannot smell
7. They have hands...but they cannot feel
8. They have feet...but they cannot walk.
9. They have throats...but they cannot make a sound

The bottom line is...what cannot speak, see, hear, smell, feel, walk, make sound...is worthy of them kissing towards like a dog licking his master's hand as they fawn, crouch, prostrate themselves face forward in homage, to reverence and adore.

The problem is...as is stated in verse 8...THOSE WHO MAKE THEM...WILL BECOME LIKE THEM (or are like them).

That principle is so true. If you worship MONEY...you become GREEDY. If you worship SEX...you become FULL OF LUST. If you worship POWER...you become CORRUPT (absolute power...corrupts absolutely).

NOTE: This corruption is not limited to some foreign or communist country. It is not even limited to Democrat or Republican. It can be manifested in the corporate world or the religious world.

If you worship yourself or the human condition...you become unrighteous or fall short of the glory of God (Romans 3:10; Romans 3:23; Romans 6:23) The mask that we wear as we worship ourselves...will leave the imprint of who we are...and will affect everyone with whom we come into contact.

I personally am able to mask who I really am quiet well. I can cover up my fears, my anger, my frustrations, my rage, my greed, my lust, my corruption...by humor, intimidation, good works, religious acts, indifference, piety, success, denial.

The REASON...we become like the idols that we make ourselves is found in verse 8. WE already see the cause and effect of making the ineffective idols... WILL BECOME LIKE THEM. The REASON is...because we TRUST IN THEM.

Our money says IN GOD WE TRUST...but too often...it is what those words are printed on...is really what we trust. But that tangible MONEY...is very unstable...and as the DOLLAR fails....so does our FAITH...because what we TRUST is only as good as what/who we put our TRUST IN.

Hopefully...as we put our TRUST....HAVE FAITH...in the LIVING GOD...we will BECOME LIKE HIM. Psalm 115 starts off with the heathen/idolater questioning...WHERE IS THEIR GOD? The Psalmist answers...BUT OUR GOD IS IN THE HEAVENS. The Psalmist then declares...that this God that we cannot see...who is in heaven...DOES WHATEVER HE PLEASES.

The question now begs...WE'LL...WHAT DOES HE PLEASE? Well...our God... who is heaven (Our Father Who Art In Heaven)...decided...that He would become FLESH...and dwell among His fallen creation in the form of His Only Begotten Son...aka Jesus the Christ. Jesus would live on planet earth for 33 years...three of those thirty-three years would be spent...DISPLAYING WHAT PLEASES GOD...that would be culminated in Jesus...allowing Himself to be beaten, humiliated, scourged, and die on the cross in our place...as the propitiation (substitute/satisfaction)...that would satisfy God. He would DIE... He would be BURIED....He would be RESURRECTED. This is known as the
D.B.R...NOTHING MORE...NOTHING LESS. Jesus then...went back to the Father...and sent the Holy Spirit to indwell our clay temples (aka our bodies)... and begin to manifest the inward experience in our outward lives. As we renew our minds with the washing of the water of the Word of God...and yield our will to His will by our volition (free will)...moment by moment...we conform to the image of Christ. We BECOME LIKE WHO WE WORSHIP. This process will be taking place until He comes back. Thank God...I've got a long way to go.

Are their imperfect Christians...who don't look any different than the idolaters who idolize everything or everyone other than God. SURE!!!

Jesus is our example that we are to FOLLOW IN HIS STEPS (I Peter 2:21-25). My problem is that I make many mis-STEPS. I trip, I stumble, I fall down...I repent, plead the blood, get forgiveness...and continue on in the process. As I worship Christ...Lord...help me to become more CHRIST-like.

"You know of Jesus of Nazareth...how God anointed Him with the Holy Spirit and Power...and how He went about...DOING GOD...and HEALING...all who were OPPRESSED...by the devil." (Acts 10:38). Lord...as I renew my mind with your Word...as I look at God's will in action in Matthew, Mark, Luke, John...Lord, help me to FOLLOW IN YOUR STEPS...and become LIKE the ONE I WORSHIP.

FINAL QUESTION (FINALLY)

In the 1950's...there was a game show starring an unknown comedian/magician by the name of Johnny Carson. The name of the show is what I want to ask you...WHO DO YOU TRUST?

Love and Non-Idolatry Kisses
Rodney "TRUSTING GOD" Boyd