Blessings From God Should Be Shared.

Some of you may remember when I announced that my book, Assault On Saint Agnes, had taken Second Place in the Athanatos Ministries Christian Novel Contest. There was a prize that went with the contest, and I’d like to tell you the story behind what happened to the money. mightyfinegroup

Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t forget to subscribe (the box is on the right side of the page) to be eligible for free e-books and other benefits!

During the early part of 2013 I was entered in more than one writing contest. Lots of prize money was up for grabs between all of the entries if I were blessed enough to win. One morning, very early, I was watching Fox & Friends when an advertisement for the Wounded Warrior Project came on the air. In one of those moments that are accompanied by dramatic lighting and a voice over from God in the movies, I realized it wouldn’t be my money if I won. I offered any winnings I got during 2013 to God and promised Him that I’d donate them to a charity like Wounded Warrior.

The win came as a surprise. I was honored enough to be a finalist in the Athanatos contest. Along with the potential for being published and some prize money, there were a series of critiques that came as part of the entry fee. I was extremely lucky to have Dylan as my mentor during this time. He, and his lovely mother, provided criticism that I needed to hear. It resulted in a new title, a much leaner book, and a second place finish.

Anthony Horvath, the director of the ministry, contacted me about cutting a check for the prize money. He was clearly surprised when I told him to just send it directly to Wounded Warrior Project. I was delighted to do that: they needed the money more than I did.

A few weeks went by and Anthony contacted me again. He wondered if I was firmly wedded to any one charity. I told him that I wasn’t, and as long as it benefited wounded members of the military it was good with me. That’s when Anthony told me about Sgt. Davin Dumar. And he wondered if I’d like to see the donation go to a group known as Operation Finally Home.

It didn’t take much research to decide that they were a great choice. Anthony and I went back and forth on plans to travel to Michigan to award a check to the organization and meet Sgt. Dumar. Anthony had known Davin for a while through his family, and the plan was to go to a barbecue and meet the people who’d helped build the home he’d received. I thought it would be fun, and I’d get a chance to possibly meet Kid Rock.

One thing led to another and things moved along slowly. Until just a month ago when I hopped on a plane bound for Detroit on a Saturday afternoon. Anthony picked me up at the airport and we spent the evening with his family in Michigan. Truly wonderful people who put me up in their home and fed me as well.

Sunday was more than a barbecue. The people who own Art Van, a Michigan furniture retailer, had taken the event to a new level. We got to the location and found a full blown party in progress. Face painting for the kids (I wisely avoided the Spiderman look – but it was stunning) and a band for the adults. Heck, we were even treated to a parachute team of military veterans that dropped into the parking lot. Full throttle!

Precision Parachutist!

Precision Parachutist!

They were kind and gracious people. And generous. During the event they awarded full houses of furniture to some of the veterans who had been wounded overseas. Good men who’d given chunks of themselves for you and me. The kind of men I was humbled to hang out with for just a few hours.

At the conclusion of the event, Davin Dumar introduced Anthony to the crowd for the presentation of the checks. You see, the first place winner of the Athanatos contest had donated part of his winnings to the event as well. His name is Robert Milton, and I’m only sorry that he had a previous engagement and couldn’t join us. To my left, Anthony Horvath & Davin Dumar

I was permitted to say a few words to the crowd as well. And to shorten the whole thing it comes down to this: We are a blessed nation to have warriors who will stand in our stead on the line of battle. Men and women who will give their all for us. I’m able to cheer from the sidelines these days, my service is long in the past. And I thank God for the opportunity to make my blessing touch a few of them along the way.

Davin Dumar is a man to admire. He is courageous!

Davin Dumar is a man to admire. He is courageous!

Today, more than ever before, won’t you take a few minutes to pray for our warriors? Take a moment to ask God for their protection, and perhaps make a donation to Operation Finally Home. I surely feel blessed to have had that gift.

Flash Fiction Update.

Many thanks for the feedback on Flash Fiction. It seems we have a popular item on our hands.

This week I have a few other things I need to write about, so we will do our next Flash Fiction in about one week.

Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t forget to subscribe (the box is on the right side of the page) to be eligible for free e-books and other benefits!

Remember: The only way to read the whole Flash Fiction piece is to subscribe to the blog.

Subscriptions are free and you’ll be getting exactly what you paid for in most cases. Seriously, no strings attached. I need subscribers for marketing my books when they come to market. In the meantime you get free stuff! What are you waiting for? Just sign up over on the right hand side of the page. It is vital that you look for a confirmation email and respond when you get it, or you won’t be completely subscribed. Once you are subscribed, the blog will show up in your email each time I publish a new piece.

Yet Another Dog Story

Today is one of the days where bloggers take a mini-break. I’m writing the blog for tomorrow but wanted to put up some stuff today to make sure that each of you have something to chew on while you’re not working at your desk. To my fellow authors: don’t you have a proposal due with your agent? To the hordes at their workplace: don’t get in trouble for surfing. For the leisure class: how do I get that gig?

Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t forget to subscribe (the box is on the right side of the page) to be eligible for free e-books and other benefits!

We’ve taken things really slow and easy with our rescue dog. Stormy was not ready to be thrown into the deep end of the pool when she arrived at our house. However, we’ve been swimming into deeper water every day since she arrived. Yesterday we ventured out into the dark place where drugs were abused. Yes, we tried Frosty Paws.

For those of you unfamiliar with Frosty Paws

Canine Crack

Canine Crack

it is either an opiate or a crack analog. It produces euphoria and instant addiction, so perhaps it’s more like canine methamphetamine. Whatever it is, every dog I’ve ever met is instantly hooked. They learn the name of the stuff in one day. You are forever doomed to be silent or produce a container for consumption when the name is mentioned.

Here is the video of her first encounter with the product. Below the fold you will find a funny story. I think it’s funny. One of my dogs found it to be cruel. You be the judge. (Lighten up, Francis – the dog was not mistreated!)

Continue reading

Update to Tuesday’s Post.

My good friend (although she may deny it under interrogation) Brenda Anderson sent a comment regarding the post about supporting our military over the years. It is worthy of its own post. It follows below:

For those who don’t have connections with a soldier, there’s a wonderful organization called Soldier’s Angels. The organization connects soldiers, who don’t receive a lot of mail or support from home, with volunteer individuals/families. Our family adopted a soldier a few years back & it completely blessed us. Sure we sent him letters & care packages, but he gave so much back to us & became like an older brother to our kids. http://www.soldiersangels.org/.

This reminds me, we need to send him another letter!

Thanks, Brenda. They are a great resource.

My readers – I love them.

I Almost Forgot – And I’ll Bet You Did As Well.

It’s easy to forget things in our busy life. You have so much going on that it’s almost impossible to keep track of every little thing that needs your personal attention. I realized recently that I’d forgotten a major thing, and that I needed to rectify the mistake immediately.

Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. Don’t forget to subscribe (the box is on the right side of the page) to be eligible for free e-books and other benefits!

I’d forgotten to take care of my brothers and sisters overseas in the military. And I’ll tell you what I did in hopes that you’ll follow my lead and hop to the challenge before you log off the computer.

For many years I had friends deployed overseas in combat zones. Starting with Desert Storm I sent support/care packages to unknown soldiers, sailors, and marines. I sent packages to friends after getting a shopping list. I loved doing it and the money wasn’t an issue – I’d been there and knew how much those care packages meant.

Two years ago was the last time I sent a care package. (I think.) I make donations to charities every year that support the military so I don’t have any great guilt over the issue. But I hadn’t sent a goodie box in a long time. I hadn’t sent a hand-packed box in almost seven years.

That changed when an old friend deployed to Afghanistan. I knew this Marine “back-in-the-day” when they were a bull-headed young person fighting the First Sergeant over some Mickey Mouse issue. A few of us who had long since left active duty counseled this young Marine about career issues and how your lack of chevrons will always determine your losing status in butting heads with the top enlisted dog in the outfit.

Thankfully they listened. Today this person is a model Marine – a Gunnery Sergeant with a college degree. Quite a bit of progress since I had the pleasure of making their acquaintance.

So when I found out they’d been shipped to Afghanistan I asked what they wanted and needed. A short list followed on Facebook, along with their new mailing address.

My wife (also a vet) and I spent the weekend shopping for the care package. It was great fun – books, magazines, snacks, cleaning supplies, morale items – you name it and it’s in the package. I filled a set of shelves in my basement with the supplies and as soon as I can type out the customs forms I’ll take the boxes to the Post Office and ship them off.

It’s as simple as that – just do it.

Here’s your challenge: Somebody you know has a brother/sister/cousin/son/daughter/husband/wife who’s deployed away from home right now. This person is standing on the ramparts to make sure you stay safe. They have pledged their life and liberty to secure yours. Find out their name and an address where you can send them a package. Don’t wait for Christmas. Do it today. Best of all, if you can find an email address or a Facebook contact, get in touch with them and thank them for their service. And find out what they’d like to see in that box.

Spend a few bucks – or a lot of bucks. Think about how much it means to you when you get a surprise gift. And throw some extra stuff in the box for them and their buddies. Most of all, write a note. A personal note. Tell them how much you appreciate them and their sacrifice. And ask for a letter in return.

When you are 5,000 miles from home and family that contact, that package of beef jerky, that silly Packer’s sweatshirt, and that note mean a lot to somebody who’s headed out on patrol in a few hours.

I can’t wait to mail my package. How about you?