the FATHER

September 22,2025 began a graceful maturation in me - Andrew Elmore Jackson III - that only God could see. On this day I closed on the sale of my Old Hickory Home, beginning my sabbatical to take time to love Family and First and Foremost - Love Me! This was set to be my time to see more of the world and reconnect with my families from my Life journeys. ( I began in Tennessee, then to Italy, returned to the United States for Alabama, Georgia, Maryland, Dc and again to Tennessee )

It is now August 23, 2026 and I am set to close on my new foundation on September 15, 2026 in Springfield,Tn.

Before heading to Nashville in January 2026, I had lunch in Baltimore with my Father, Andrew Elmore Jackson Jr. ( The man I share a Birthday with and whom I have a little resentment for on this lunch date ) This would become the most influential lunch I could ever imagine in my Life. For those that know me might say I see the human in all of us and I would agree BUT there was one person I Love, Dig, Respect, ( and named after ), etc…that I didn’t give that Grace to and Yes - that was my Father - Andrew Elmore Jackson Jr.

I would always speak of my Father’s Triumphs and Victories of being sober for 34 Years BUT in my praise of him there was always the resentment ( BUT you did it for them, not for us, BUT you committed to her and not to ours, etc… )

During this lunch that began to feel more like a fellowship between “The Father and the Son”, my Father began sharing feelings and stories with me that he never did before. And for the ones he did share with me in the past, my Father supplied more detail to them. I was in awe of his precise delivery and his comfort sharing with me while having immense gratitude for it all! I was experiencing great JOY in our conversations. I said to my Father that we have never had conversations like this before and he simply responded, “because I Trust you Son.”

As my Father continued to share, he stated ( in his many soliloquies :) ) “I’m an Addict Son.”

At that exact moment, my RESENTMENTS erased from my Heart and Soul. I beautifully saw my Father as an Human Being. Note - I’ve known my Father to be an addict for more than the 34 years he’s been clean.

It’s taken 53 years and 4 1/2 months to see my Father as my “Human Father on Earth”. Ever since that day of Acknowledgement, my Human Father has been another vessel teaching me more and more about our Heavenly Father. I Hear my Human Father more and more clear while continuing to feel the Holy Spirit (my Mother ) more and more in my everyday like never before.

My Human Father has the Greatest Faith I’ve witnessed thus far. That’s why I say Hallelujah!!! Because in the midst of finding out my Human Father has Stage 4 Lung Cancer, I know that Our Heavenly Father is Able and is using my Human Father as an example of God’s Faithfulness for Us here on Earth. ( Please let me Breathe on that for a moment… ) This has been my “play” on words ever since…

“From the Father, to the Father, to the Son and the Holy Spirit ( my Mother ), I say Amen, Amen, AMEN!”

the ticket ( The Love of God's Intentions )

...in another battle with Cancer in my family, we wanted to make my Uncle Al's (Albert,Tab) 50th Birthday a very special day. (May 28th) After the passing of my Mother (His sister), Al's home became my place of rest when visiting-making our bond even greater. This surprise visit was different though. It would be the last time I would have with my Uncle.

It was a beautiful day for a lunch date. (May 29th) My Aunt and I were Blessed with the opportunity to be able to enjoy Unc to ourselves. (We were His birthday surprise) While having lunch I realized I had to go and pay my parking meter. I excused myself and ran to do so. As I approached my car I noticed my Uncle's car parked beside a meter as well. I paid mine and ran back with the intention to ask him about his as well. I got distracted on my way and as I returned to the restaurant I forgot to ask Uncle Al about his parking meter.

As we finished our day shopping and spending this priceless time together, we headed back to our cars and to Our surprise He got a parking ticket. He looked at it, brushed it off and got in His car. (My first feeling was to take the ticket from him and take care of it myself but i didn't)

My heart was heavy while on my return flight home. I was disappointed in myself because I didn't act on my feeling.

A little more than a month later, my Uncle Albert passes away.

I return back for the funeral and I stay at His house by myself. Being in His space, feeling strong from the peace I had being there with Him and God. After having my days there enjoying His memory and sharing with God, it was time for my return home. I talked to my Uncle AL as I packed and prepared to leave. (I took every moment I could to observe my Uncles ways from His cologne to His own specifics)

As I am leaving and saying my last good-byes, my inner voice says "Go back upstairs to His bedroom and take one last look." I walk toward His dresser mirror - This is where I always looked myself over after I got dressed LOL. I look down and I see a folded piece of paper. (I have been there for many days and especially that space in the mirror and never saw this folded paper) My heart POUNDS AND POUNDS, I go to reach for it even in my state of doubt. I open it and what appears - May 29th Parking Citation. I BURST into tears, snot running like a baby. I know for that moment I cried for Him, my Mom, my Grandmothers, my Cousin and other family that have succumb to cancer. I took the ticket home with me and paid it on line as soon as I got back. The ticket's expiration was the next day. You ask why pay it? That was my "debt". God gave me the chance to make good on my mistake. Even in Hurt and Despair God's Intention is ALWAYS good. 

God's Goodness is so Cool.

(simply titled) Jessie

(6:15am)...leaving the gym, walking toward my vehicle I noticed a dog running around. He was a Happy dog- Tongue wagging - spit flying! As I turned to open the door of my vehicle, he runs pass me with the goofiest Smile that made me Smile! :)  I turn to open the door,  a huge car skid sounds and next - "thump". My hearts drops, ("Nooo God naaawww") I struggle with turning around but I do. The car pulls over and the dog drops from underneath. I quickly ask God to help me because (1) I know I have to get the dog out of the street, (2) I don't want to touch the dog and (3) there is the young lady ( a gym employee ) who hit the dog, crying profusely. He sends me to her first. I gently tap on her window and she lowers it. I gently tell her "God will forgive you, God has forgiven you, It wasn't your fault, the dog didn't see you and you didn'tsee him". The calmness that came over her with the mentioning of God was Precious. Just then a gentle touch on my shoulder from a woman that witnessed the accident asks "would you help me move the the dog out of the street"? With no resistance, I walk with her and we both lift the dog over to the side and by the time we put him down he had passed away. I quickly go to the front desk ( of some I'm not particularly fond of ) to let them know one of your coworkers will need your love, she just hit a dog. Their first reaction was to make fun of her but I insisted she will need your care, the dog died. Their attitudes quickly changed - one called animal control and the other went looking for her. (They mentioned her name but I missed it) I'm quiet, Thanking God for making this tragedy as good as it could be. The accident wasn't violent - He guided me and the others to a very empathetic way of procedure. As I ride home thinking of the events, all I can see is that Smile of the dog flash in memory. (That picture of Joy - gone at the turn of an eye)

(8:15am) I enter Bible study. Main conversation was Living your Life as if it was your last - Living as if Jesus was returning that day. The excitement in me was evident. I couldn't keep still. I shared with the Brothers what I just witnessed 2 hours ago - God's Sentiment. Sharing that the dog could be one of us. Leaving here from our meeting place could be the last time we see one another. The Love of God is racing through us. Our goodbyes are enriched.

(9:30am) I have to be at my jobsite later so i ask God "what next?" because right now He has my full attention. He answers, go see Momma Jessie at her assisted living quarters. ( 2 weeks before she was doing ok, still needing assistance, looking weaker than the last time I saw her ) This is a woman who loved and cared for me after my Mom passed away. She told me I'm your mom now with her beautiful smile and checked on me all the time. I walk in and her walker is at the foot of her bed, she is sitting up on the side of her bed getting dressed. She had just come out of the bathroom on her own. I begin to shout loud "Thank you God, Hallelujah!" Tears begin to fall and we both are celebrating. This is a woman close to 80 fighting back from a stroke/seizure for a good amount of time and she is now walking on her own. I'm in Awe! I call her daughter shouting what I did before..."Thank you God, Hallelujah!". The feel of God's Grace around Us was breath-taking. It was only 10:45am!!!! I'm FULL.

I meet with the plumbers at my jobsite, everything performs better than expected. I get to fellowship with my clients, a Blessing so needed in the workplace. I share the dog story with all I come in contact with that day and the days to come. The weekend I get to spend time outside with Momma Jessie. It was perfectly God given.

The week begins my gym cycle and there she is ( the young lady who accidentally hit the dog). I ask "how are you doing?", prepared for her to not remember who I was. She responds by thanking me for being there. She mentioned that she really didn't remember much of what happened that morning but she remembered me.  I told her don't thank me, Thank God, it was His doing through me. She told me that I was her angel that day. Confirmation for what i thought happened and shared with others as well. My heart pounds as both of our eyes water. She asked me my name and she snickers (as usual )and smiles. She told me she would check on me from time to time and said good-bye with a hug of God's Grace. She's a beautiful young lady with a smile that melts the heart and that man side of me creeps in but i stand strong to appreciate her gesture for what it is and no more.

The next day in the gym we see each other and speak. She later comes by and awkwardly asks "Andrew can i give you something?" I was a little nervous, said yes and she proceeded to hand me a folded piece of paper. A picture of an Angel was unfolded. This picture was of her in costume photographed by a friend. She came across those pictures and wanted to give me one for my protection. As she said, 'from one Angel to another, i want you to have this." I was speechless but Praising God at the same time. I told her I will treat this in the Highest Respect. I was thankful.

If you did not notice I never got her name or asked what it was until now. Right before I asked, I glanced at her name tag for the first time....her name.... J E S S I E

...and the redneck said "Amen"

...it was the beginning of the day, I was feeling good, coming in to work ready to make it a great day. A good workout to start the day, a delicious breakfast to feed that workout, no traffic, everyone is at work on time - Yes!

I walk in our waiting area and notice him - our customer. I greet him for assistance and no response. He just looks up at me and looks away. I take a deep breath, I look at him and quickly judge - he's rude, he's an idiot, he looks unhappy, he's a possible racist, redneck - everything a man could think of another man in that instant. 

In walks a close acquaintance that I had not seen in a about a year ( standing by the "no response" customer ) and quickly learned that he was going through a divorce. My heart dropped. He then shared with me in detail the effects of this matter. He explained how he had his family one day and the next day he was coming home to an empty apartment, sleeping on the floor. Admitting his infidelity. Explaining how it got to that point and looking at me with eyes of despair. I was looking in the eyes of a broken man. At that moment - what do you say? what is there to say? what do you do? how do you do it?

I took a moment, took a deep breath and looked into his eyes of despair and gently but strongly said to him "God Will Provide" and then that rude man, that idiot, that possible racist, redneck looked at me and said "Amen Brother"!!!!!!!!

I hugged my brother of despair and exited to my desk. I sat down with a heavy heart with first a snicker and then asking God to forgive me for my immaturity. Who knows what that guy may have been going through at the time but He was able to hear the Love of God.

 "..can't judge a book..., you don't know unless..., assuming makes an..."

Praise God! With His Love everything is possible. 

Make sure YOU are sure.

God will Immediately do...