That's when I realize...

Today's short-story... In messages...

Texas Outlaw friend: (sends about the thousandth video about what's wrong with the world right now; I put a heart on it, watch 10 seconds, enough to feel my stomach turn.)

Angel: I've got a new friend I'll be bringing around, he's helping me with my off-grid Ozarks land... (I go through my folder for my new friend, yes I have folders of my guys, TV show you know, books you know... I pick out a couple of Waylon Jennings sayings and send them to my Texas Outlaw friend. I find a couple of flags, a cave my new guy's exploring, a campfire, raging bonfire really, I find a saying about how we're not in it for the money and a couple of guitars and homemade recording studio pics. I send them.)

Angel: "My ancestor was Jefferson Davis. My lady ancestor co-wrote a book on Texas history with one of Stephen F. Austin's Original Old 300 settlers. We got this..."

I find a few more of my new guy's pics, the kind that will tell my other friend he's one of us... I send them... We got this.

I post this, reread it. My stomach does a new kind of flip. That's when I realize... I realize God let me have my original dream, my Chapelgate dream, even though I sacrificed Chapelgate to get here. God's directed my paths. I've gathered the writers of his songs...

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Written December 5, 2025 at 11:38 am

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