Why "The Man Who Smiles"

This probably should have been my 1st blog to kick things off but let's face it-I am blogging like the train of thoughts in my mind.  Which means for you readers buckle up it's gonna be a bumpy ride.  In other words, my train of thoughts seem to go in every direction, which means my blogs will read like a Quintin Tarentino movie.  My blogs will go and from end to beginning to middle then back again, but hopefully-I will pull it all together in the end.

As I state in the about me, I am married to Jorge Rodriguez, who is serving the last 3 months of his prison term and will soon be coming home to me.  All my blogs will be about him and his wonderful way of witnessing to people.  I actually, stole the Man Who Smiles from another writer who wrote a short article about Jorge.  The man, imprisoned himself, heard about Jorge and his long sentence and his good attitude and was intrigued and wrote a short article about Jorge, titled "The Man Who Smiles."  I read it, enjoyed it, but couldn't help but think I could tell Jorge's story so much better.  So here I am telling his story.

The thing that makes me laugh when I look @ the article is that Jorge wouldn't smile that day for the picture in the article.  I have all these great pictures of Jorge smiling his big, friendly smile, and the 1 day he should have flashed his pearly whites the biggest, he didn't.  Men, they are more complicated then we women give them credit for.

The article itself, caused quit a stir in the prison.  Some people cried when they read it.  Others fought over what Jorge said.  Kind of like here on the outside, where some are open and touched by the message of God's love and others get angered by the message.  They don't want to believe, because believing in God's love and authority in our lives, means we have to submit ourselves to God, admit our sin, and realize there is a God.  A God, who is in control, who loves us, and guides our path, but a God who we have to humble ourselves before.  For many today, accepting there is a God means facing themselves and they can't do that.  So they'd rather argue and shout, and live in disbelief.

I am so thankful the article was written.  I am even more thankful, for Jorge's courage to testify to God's love and existance in his life.  So there you have it, the reason my blog is called "The Man Who Smiles."