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By Kiki Stamatiou
As he entered his apartment, Thomas James had a sense of peace instilled inside of his entire being as a result of tonight’s events. Love for one’s fellowman truly is good medicine for the soul, and strength for the spirit.
Thomas James hung up his coat in his closet, and kicked off his boots, while marveling over the joy of reuniting with his dear friend Milton Kinkaid. This is something he never thought possible, because he didn’t know what he would have done if he hadn’t encountered Milton Kinkaid at the cemetery.
The warmth in his heart helped break the bondage holding Thomas James prisoner to his past for so many years.
He changed into his pajamas, and knelt by his bedside in prayer, “Lord, thank you for all the blessings you’ve given me. I’m truly grateful to have good people in my life. The priest whom I was acquainted with in jail, Officer Jarvis Maxwell, Sarah Cummings and the folks at The Southfield Kitchen restaurant, and most importantly, thank you for bringing Milton Kinkaid back into my life. Thank you for helping me see the error of my ways. Thank you for giving Milton Kinkaid the strength to find it in his heart to forgive me for all the pain I caused to him and his family during the death of his sister Jayna. I’m especially grateful to have known Jayna. I still haven’t forgiven myself for the wrong I’ve done to her. I’m still trying to, though, but it’s going to being a heck of a long journey trying to find forgiveness in my heart for myself. I don’t know that I will ever have it in my heart to forgive myself for what happened to her. I’m learning more and more about myself each day. I’m learning more about people with each day that passes. There are many good people out there in this world. It took me a long time to realize that. I wasn’t raised right by my parents. They are the reason that recklessness and destruction was all I knew. It was because of them I turned to drugs and drinking all those years ago. Oh I take responsibility for the wrong I’ve done. I only wish my parents could’ve found it in their hearts to take responsibility for all the wrong they’ve done in their lives. One thing I have learned, Lord, is that I can control my own actions, thoughts and deeds. But I can’t control that of others. The punishment for their sin is entirely up to you. “
Thomas James got up from the floor, climbed into bed, picked up his diary from his nightstand, and recorded his thoughts for the day. He wrote his aspirations, planning his life for the future.
With each day that passed, he grew stronger in spirit and mind. He took knowledge he acquired from his life experience, and, put it to use through recording it down in his diaries, getting them printed at his local printing shop, and distributed his booklets to all of the troubled youth he encountered, hoping to inspire them to turn their lives around, and to make a future for themselves. Most importantly, he taught them that no matter how bad life seems, hope is never lost.
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