That pathway to My Man ...

He is big, he is hard, he is coporate.

He's Corporate Ken, aka Ken Kaze, my Husband. My rock and My life.

I dearly adore my baby with a zest and a trusting love and Wife's passion that only God can give a badass, ridiculously off the cuff, off the flaming wall girl like I was, once, ok? There is no human way I would ever like Ken outside of God, I was a b*tch to people like him. Ok I had reasons ... but I won't excuse myself. Wench is what I was. A hench wench.

Look what The LORD has done! Oh, don't get depressed or angry - just LOOK at what He's done! Damn it, how the hell do I even exist? I contradict everything about what kind of people are supposed in this day and age to be 'Christian'. I don't fit the 'on fiah!' image, but there again, I fit one image that I need to, and that's HIS image, of me.

In Him I am what I need to be, and perfect in His gaze. In Him is my resting place from the wild storms that even as we speak and I admitted tonight at Ignite, are tearing up and all through my life.

Here is where you can read about Ken, on Livejournal (ahem...that other place for blogs): http://www.livejournal.com/users/corporate_ken/