A Gift From my Church

New and Old. I am thankful for my church family. The book on top is a gift from my church family that I appreciate very much. The Bible underneath was given to me by my pastor when I graduated high school. The Bible is starting to show some wear on the spine. As they say a scuffed Bible is a Bible worn down by the prayers prayed over it. An old Bible that looks brand-new is a Bible that has never been used.


Not Worthy

I wrote this on Facebook on July 30, 2014, the day after Amy passed away. The comments after are so important to me.

“8 Last of all, as though I had been born at the wrong time, I also saw him. 9 For I am the least of all the apostles. In fact, I’m not even worthy to be called an apostle after the way I persecuted God’s church.” 1 Cor 15
Even if all we could afford was a 99 cent frosty at Wendy’s. Amy always made me feel like a king for spending that time with her. She appreciated my attention in a way that paid me back ten times what I gave to her. She asked me over and over again what she could do to please me as much as I pleased her. She never quite understood that to please me it was enough for Amy to be herself. The suit of armor to be Amy’s white knight doesn’t fit me but it is something that I wish to grow into.




Amy Beth Brake (1982 – 2014)

The man who finds a wife finds a treasure and receives favor from the Lord. – Prov 18:22 (NLT)

But this precious treasure—this light and power that now shine within us—is held in perishable containers, that is, in our weak bodies. So everyone can see that our glorious power is from God and is not our own. –2 Cor 4:7 (NLT)

Store your treasures in heaven, where they will never become moth-eaten or rusty and where they will be safe from thieves. 21Wherever your treasure is, there your heart and thoughts will also be. –Matt 6:20-21 (NLT)

One Of Our Number

Correction: T’Marcus actually isn’t the person that I thought he was when I wrote this post. I looked through all of my yearbooks and couldn’t find him in high school. I thought I was crazy until I went further back and looked in my middle school yearbooks. I finally found him at HMS but he didn’t follow me to Hopkinsville High. He must have moved to County, instead. It is strange that I remember him after all these years.

Hopkinsville Police are looking for a suspect believed to be the man responsible for a murder on East 17th Street Sunday afternoon.

Lieutenant Michael Felts says police are looking for 28-year old T’Marcus Hall, who is a black male standing about 6-5 and weighing around 280 pounds. Hall allegedly stabbed a woman identified as Autumn Rollins multiple times, with her body found at 208 East 17th, Apartment 2 just after 5pm. Police say Hall is the father of the victim’s child.

Hall is believed to be in a 2006 Dodge Charger with Kentucky tags 060 LLM. Officers believe Bell [sic] has fled the city, but do not know to where. Anyone knowing Hall’s whereabouts should call 911 immediately.


Human Behavior Changes When Gas Hits Four Dollars


I buy gas every two weeks like clockwork. This week’s experience was very different from any other week. I typically buy gas early on a Saturday morning right after I leave the grocery store. The Kroger gas station I fill up at has 8 pumps available and if there are one or two people already at the pump it’s no big deal. It was very different today, two pumps were broken leaving only six available. Every pump was busy with at least one other person waiting behind them. I tried again that afternoon after lunch with the same result. Every pump was busy… I did eventually fill up at a nearby Shell station that wasn’t quite as busy. When I got up Sunday morning there were already two people waiting at a gas station near my house even though it wasn’t going to open for another 30 minutes!

Does this story mean that every gas pump in Hopkinsville was busy all day yesterday? No. I didn’t visit every gas station to know that but I do know what I feel when gas is difficult to buy. There is just a hint of desperation in the air.