Things that Define Me

Long time no visit here. Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

Hello my friends- listen, Stephen Ahenkorah is in a Thailan prison.
He is lonely and wanting to have a pen pal. I've been writing to him, and He asks me for this- to help him find a pen pal.
Stephen Ahenkorah, Klong Prem Dang, 33/2 Ngam Wong Wan Road, Lardyad Chatuchack Bankkok. Thailand 10900
There is his address.
Stephen's dad died when he was still a baby and comes from a family of 6. 4 sisters and 2 brothers. He is the oldest boy.
He is in prison for drug trafficking- getting caught with a kilo of coca coming from Malasia.
The rest he can tell you:)
Please write to him. He is a good friend, and a new christian brother. When he sends me a photo, I will post it.
Thankyou my friends!

you stay up for 16 hours
He stays up for days on end..
You take a warm shower to help
you wake up.
He goes days or weeks without
running water.
You complain of a 'headache',
and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are
hit, and keeps moving forward.
You put on your anti war/don't
support the troops shirt, and go
meet up with your friends.
He still fights for your right to
wear that shirt.
You make sure you're mobile
phone is in your pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on
his chain next to his dog tags.
You talk trash about your
'buddies' that aren't with you.
He knows he may not see some
of his buddies again.
You walk down the beach,
staring at all the pretty girls.
He patrols the streets,
searching for insurgents and
terrorists.
You complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not
daring to take off his helmet to
wipe his brow.
You go out to lunch, and
complain because the
restaurant got your order
wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today..
Your maid makes your bed and
washes your clothes.
He wears the same things for
weeks, but makes sure his
weapons are clean.
You go to the mall and get your
hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush
his teeth today.
You're angry because your class
ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an
extra 2 months.
You call your girlfriend and set a
date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if
there is a letter from home .
You hug and kiss your girlfriend,
like you do everyday.
He holds his letter close and
smells his love's perfume...
You roll your eyes as a baby
cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of
his new child, and wonders if
they'll ever meet.
You criticize your government,
and say that war never solves
anything.
He sees the innocent tortured
and killed by their own people and
remembers why he is fighting.
You hear the jokes about the
war, and make fun of men like
him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and
screams of the wounded.
You see only what the media
wants you to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying
around him.
You are asked to go to the store
by your parents. You don't.
He does exactly what he is told
even if it puts his life in danger.
You stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is
given to call, write home , sleep,
and eat.
You crawl into your soft bed,
with down pillows, and get
comfortable.
He tries to sleep but gets woken
by mortars and helicopters all
night long.
If you support your troops, send
this to 7 people.
If you don't support your troops
well, then don't send this out.
You won't die in 7 days, your love
life won't be affected, and you
won't have the worst day ever.
You don't have to email this. It's
not like you know the men and
women that are dying to
preserve your rights.
REMEMBER our Troops, and do
not forget them LATER
Lest we forget -

Through many cold and lonely nights,
I must stay strong to fight this fight.
This place will soon be part of me,
If they don't soon, set me free
This is no life, I've got to go!
Away from this hell I've come to know.
So I've decided, it's time to run- to hell with these cops- to hell with their guns.
As I'm climbing the fence a rifle cracks-
I feel the bullets go deep in my back!
I feel myself falling, I'm going insane...
I've got to get up and ignore the pain....
I try to get up and ignore the hurt,
But I fall once more in prison dirt-
The light slowly fades, it's hard to see, as the pain slowly goes, I'm finally free....

February, oh February! What a
blessing you are!
Well, let me explain! In February,
there is this Holiday. the word
''Holiday'' comes from the words
''Holy'' and ''Day.'' You may have
already known this.
What makes a day ''Holy?''
depends on the person and/or
their believe system, I guess.
Well for me, the answer is- love.
God's ''love'' makes His law and
promises Holy. ''Love'' makes a
marriage Holy. But this isn't a
church sermon, so let's move
along- chop chop!
This February, 2010- the most
beautiful woman said ''yes'' to
me when I asked her to be my
Valentine! I've never really had a
Valentine before- ''hellintime,''
yes. No Valentine though.
I certainly don't want to break it!
It's brand new!
February is my month of ''New
Hope.''
I have a Girlfriend now who lives
7,000 miles away, but I wouldn't
trade her for anything!
That simple yes showed me that
I've been missing the mark of
love, or what I thought love was
for a long time now.
This is the simple key, if you
want it. I prayed about this one. I
am trusting my Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ with her heart. By
His love and His direction, I will be
able to love Tricia the right way,
and not hurt her.