A Vernacular Disaster

If you are reading this, you would be reading my first post and by the time you finish you may wonder if this guy passed English in high school? However, I will treat you to an insight of my thoughts, life, love and absolute ridiculous behavior and along the way get better at my native language.

Some background for this problem goes back to my first sentence and high school, where I slept through and tried to fail English for a chance to participate in sports for one more year. Unfortunately every action has a consequence or action. In this case I failed English in college twice. After several calculations this did in fact keep my gpa under 3.0. This is nothing to be proud of here. So I hope you enjoy my colloquial rhetoric.

"Every group of branches need a tree to be relevant, otherwise its yard waste" and so shall I set a little back story so you can get to know me.

I am going on thirty (in three months), having twins (within 3 weeks), I work, but not I am not defined by my work. I am an athlete who could never watch or play enough sport. I have the most loving and forgiving wife. Most importantly I am a christian. I have stumble and I have fallen flat on my face. So hard in fact, that only God could have saved me. Sin is troublesome to say the least and we all have it. So there you have it. Its just starting and who knows where it will go!!