One Cannon

My Name is One... and a little while ago, for all intents and purposes...
 I died. 

For 4 minutes and 28 seconds, I ceased to exist. The sheet had been pulled and the forms had begun to be completed explaining how my story was at its end. 

Then... something remarkable happened. 

My heart began beating again, brain function returned, and I came back.  I tell this because it has to mean something more as there exists no question that I am here because God has a purpose for my life beyond that which I understand. 

So now I do what I've always loved to do but have always done in private... I write. 

On here I hope to find like-minded individuals, encouragement, direction, honest criticism, and maybe even a few friends. I seek a proverbial home.

So, please accept my humble offerings and see me for who I am. If you like what you see... comment, let me know. If you DON'T like what you see... comment, let me know. Don't watch in silence.

Looking forward to the dance.

Until then...