Warrior Camp as seen through a Diamond I came to WC with the Spiritual facet of my life fragmented and shattered. Doubting my worthiness in God’s eyes for killing his children. Questioning where I stood with my Savior or whether he even cared about me anymore. Why had my desire to know them, as I had once before, gone away? Since day one of WC I realize God and Christ do care, to prove it to me, they sent angels to help me believe again. Angels who wear labels like Staff member, Chef or Therapist or even just Horse. One Angel who, I won’t name, because of the client/therapist relations rules but her name rhymes with Smeleny helped me to know my earthly dad misses me as much as I miss him. Through her, he expressed how proud he is of his baby boy. She also reminded me of the key and final step in making Christ’s Atoning sacrifice real, Is to forgive myself and now his Healing power can free me from the cage I held myself in. Words can’t express my thanks Smeleny. I came to WC with the Physical facet of my life in ruins, 3 knee surgeries make kneeling a seriously painful burden. 21 years in combat boots has turned my once limber, athletic frame into a creaky, sore bag-of bones that I am reminded of every morning with the first few steps out of bed feeling like I’m walking on a floor of broken glass. But things have changed this week at Warrior Camp. With the daily engaging Yoga, I have felt a spark. It has relit the fire I once had to build and tone this Container, I own! My Prana is now breathing life back into me by giving me the strength to handle those days when the Pucker Factor reaches a 10. But now I know how to control the Pucker Factor by regulating my Gluts, Perinium, Rectum, and Anal Sphincter Thanks Angel Jenn. My Mental/Educational Facet of my life has been a mess. Since 2008 I’ve made little to no progress toward finishing my degree. But hey a lot of people go to school for 10 years. Yes, I know, they’re called Doctors. But thanks to OFP Angel Jen, my writing tank has been refilled and I am ready to go finish the last lap of my race to get my BS Degree. Sunday night I enrolled at Excelsior college to finish the last 12 credits I need for a degree in BS. Really No BS. Thanks OFP Angel Jen. Socially I came to WC as a frustrated father and husband. Frustrated because I had given three years of my life to the War on Terror. All for What? My once beautiful, sweet “Daddy’s Girl” was now a lazy, brat child, who didn’t care to keep her room IED free. Who showed no respect for my Rank and caused nothing but contention and stress in our home. I am now a Father who sees the Diamond my Daughter is and how much she shines when I give her my all. Thanks to Angels Andy and Eva I now know Ayjia loves me for who I am and not where I have been. She needs me to leave the War on Terror where it belongs, not hiding under her clothes on her floor. As a frustrated husband I came to WC wondering where I had lost my queen of 23 years. I used to be her Knight in Shinning Armor but somewhere on the GWOT battlefield I lost my now dented and tarnished Armor and my white stallion lay slain somewhere in the deserts of Iraq or the Mountains of Afghanistan. But again thanks to my angel therapists I now have a new set of shining Armor and I can now whisper with Horses like a Professional. I now have a new set of tools and am ready to fight a battle worth really fighting for. The love of my queen, The praise of my children this is the Kingdom I care to build. I won’t shatter-I’m not made of glass These trials have refined me, God Uniquely designed me, Therefore nothing can dull my light –not even the darkest night, I choose to shine bright like a Diamond.
