I almost never do this.  In fact, I can’t think of a single time that I have done this.  But I’m doing it now.

I’m going to ask all of you, my blogger friends, to pray.  Please pray and pray hard (whatever that means), in whatever faith you know, for some friends of mine.

I cannot give you many details.  But here is what I can tell you.

This involves my friend TexasBlueBelle and her husband, BlueMan.  Many years ago, in land not so far from here but in another life, BlueMan made some mistakes.  He made a bad choice.  In his own words, “God got a hold of him not long after, and he repented of that mistake.”  He turned himself in to the authorities.  He even spent some time in prison.  He spent a longer time on parole.  He spent even more time in counseling to ensure that he would never make that mistake again.

Now I did not know TexasBlueBelle or BlueMan when he made the bad choice.  I met them afterwards, when he was on parole.  I know that he will never make the bad choice again.  I know that for many, many reasons which I cannot go into here.  But suffice it to say that I know and trust both of them with my life.

His parole ended a few years ago and now he is free to move about the country.  So things being what they are, TexasBlueBelle, BlueMan and their children picked up and moved about a month ago.  Not too far from here, but to another state.  They moved to the house of their dreams.  Heck … it’s the house of my dreams.  It’s a beautiful little house, with a gorgeous backyard … and a jacuzzi tub.  They have wonderful neighbors, one on each side.

It’s the rest of the neighbors in the cul de sac who I must ask you pray for.  They are making life exceedingly miserable for my friends and their family and now even their neighbors.  They have found out about BlueMan’s bad choice.  They have made ugly assumptions about him based on his past.  They are posting “No Trespassing” signs in their yards.  They are attempting to swear out restraining orders against him when he’s never said a word to them (they will find out when they get to the courthouse that he actually has to do something to get a restraining order … but that is beside the point).  The  powers and principalities have overtaken the cul de sac that my friends live on.  Please pray for my friends.  Pray that they will be able to live in peace there in the house of their dreams, with the gorgeous backyard … and jacuzzi tub.  That they will be able to raise their children there and live a quiet life of peace.

A group of us are gathering in their home on Sunday afternoon to pray as well at 2 p.m. eastern time.  If you feel lead to join your heart with us at that time, we’d appreciate it.