Mom said, “… if your going to play football, do a good job at it …”…

I went to school in a small town named Wofforth, Texas.

In the 8th grade, (67-68 school year) there were just a few hundred people that lived ‘in town’.  The school was rated a Double A size mainly because the students from Reese Air Force Base were bused in, and that caused us to play schools we thought were bigger that we, and that was our excuse for losing a lot of games and other competitions….

I had ‘gone out’ for football my 8th grade year, and decided since I didn’t have anything other than my street shoes to wear during the games, I would not return for the Freshman (9th grade) season.

Yeah, we had to provide our own footwear for sports.  Dad wasn’t into that kinda foolish expense, so …

So two weeks before the Freshman year began, Mom and I were trimming the Wisteria Bush at the corner of the yard and my buddy Glen came by all excited and stopped to question WHY was I not headed to the Football Field for the first day of Spring Training for FOOTBALL SEASON!?!?!?!

I mumbled something like I didn’t think I would play that season……

Glen looked at me like I was a freak and off he went!

A moment later Mom asked me why I didn’t want to play, or something like that, and I mumbled something to her…

Then something happened that has affected me ever since….

She said, “Ray, I think you could do good at it.  If you do play, just play the best you can…”.

With those words I heard my Momma say she believed I was good at something, and she blessed me to go and do well at it.

Proud that there was something like that from this very honored persons opinion of me, I burst out of that front yard, and thus began a part of my growing up that still touches me to this day.

More than marking my physical body in my right knee (even to this moment) [yep, I can still tell the weather with that knee injury from the next to the last game of the High School Career against Cooper Pirates…. gerrrr) Mom marked my life by believing in ME, and speaking the words of encouragement to go with that.

Our words are powerful.

They can change the course of a life.

They can change the course of many lives.

My Mom heard me tell her a big THANKS for saying those words.  I told her more than once.  If she were still here, I would tell her again.

She spoke possibility into reality.

Possibility of success, joy, happiness….good stuff.

I try to measure each word I speak.

I would like to be known as a WORDSMITH.

I have to admit though that I have discovered that there are times I may be Wordsmithing with less than positive words.

If I have spoken less than positive, then that may not be serving the possibilities of this BLOG fully, nor my life.

But in the Spirit of Momma that day by the Wisteria Bush, I do want to tell you….

I do not count calories, because I have found freedom from the chains of uselessly wasting time and effort focusing on trivia… focus on the healthy food, and calories are your friends…

I do not measure protein because it is just silly to be convinced you need the amount the producers of ‘protein’ need you to buy, just so they can line their pockets with more money while they endanger your health doing so…

I do not fear CARBS, because eating the Whole Food Plant Based Lifestyle does away with the FEAR you have been forced to live with, because some marketing genius found a way to place your ever moment in fear, or guilt…. or BOTH.

Friend, YOU CAN BE FREE!  YOU CAN DO IT!! Eat healthy, be strong, BE FULL and do not pass hungry nor cutting calories or shackled by portion control.

I know you can do it!

I think you can do it very well.

There is no need to doubt yourself.

I know you can do it!

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