The beginning of this story started in 2003 when I stepped out of a poultry farm from heat exhaustion over a period of about fifteen years. I have always loved Arkansas, so I decided to move there for a period of time. I met a lovely young lady from Pittsburg, Texas near my farm. We moved to Arkansas and we were married at a church in Mena. I had a passion for woodcraft. I found some logs that a man was for cutting fire wood. I bought three logs and carried them back to the shop. I cut two-inch pieces across the logs, which were about eighteen inches in diameter. After a few cuts and sanding and varnishing I saw this image of a very distinct face. That is what this story is all about. I am still amazed at what had taken place and the trials and tests that the Lord has brought me through.
