Work In Progress

Bear with me. I'm new to this. To go right on in and jump around on a computer can be difficult if not an outright challenge for a guy just coming home. You'd be amazed at the difference in the web and your basic computer systems in a small span of 3 years. 
With that being said, also as a work in progress is this blog. I don't know how to use it. Should I write crazy prison stories (with a touch of exaggeration of course. Wouldn't want petty things like "truth" or "facts" get in the way of a good blog!) or should I just talk about what comes to mind. Believe it or not my best writings come from the moments when I have nothing on my mind and I sit to type. Like this morning. Nothing really profound has been impressed upon me in such a way I have to get it out. Really I'm kind of foggy minded and have no since of direction. 
So what's the difference than any other time? I don't know where this thing is going to take off. Personally I have to admit this blog - really like anything I do, is a way to promote what's good in the world by showing how I got through some really difficult obstacles and kept a positive attitude when the dust settled. No I haven't trekked the Himalayas nor have I fought the stormy seas of the Atlantic. I don't have stories like that. But I have been faced with trial and difficulties that seem to cause nothing but a stronger resolve in me. 
For the first 26 years of my life I chose to create the trials. I chose to make terrible decisions that would harm myself, cause hurt to my family and break solid relationships that I bet would be so beneficial now had I never been a fool. Those choices, namely the bar fight in Muscatine, IA, have caused me years of frustration and constant battle to overcome my record. This 30 second altercation has caused me 5,6, maybe even 7 years worth of clawing to get back on top and a lifetime of shame when I go to fill out an application.
Point being, if there is anything I can do to get my story out there, the story in which I came from the depths of depravity to surrendering to the Lord and King Jesus and it keeps one person from going down that same path - I've accomplished exactly what I set out to do. A life of violence, anger, hate, whatever you can think of that's harmful to self and others, is no way to live. I lived angry for a long time. No more. Today I choose to move forward. Dean Karnazes' motto: No matter what, keep moving. I'm going to keep on keeping on a la Joe Dirt and never let circumstances or my past dictate my emotional response or my goals for the future. Because after all, that's the only thing I can control; the only thing I can ever say I have power over is my response and my drive. 
As I write I ask you to bear with me. There really is no theme, no direction other than what goes on in this guy's crazy brain. One day I could write about prison, the next my love for Beki, maybe then my parents unwavering forgiveness and then, who knows, maybe I'll tell you about that one time I fought wild beasts in the jungles of India.