"I'm gonna kill everyone of those wanna be 'Kicker' cowboys and their goody two shoe girlfriends!" My blood boiled with hatred as I searched all throughout the house for Marvin's guns. I envisioned walking up to them and shooting them point blank in the face.However, I didn't find the weapons of choice but I had an idea that at the time I thought was even better. I would make homemade fire bombs and throw them at them and gleefully watch them "Burn baby burn!" After my anger subsided, I thought on how much suppressed hatred and bitterness was in my heart. I knew deep down that I would have truly murdered those redneck dudes if I had found the guns. I thought on how that same vicious passion of murder was in my heart for my own father. When I was younger I wanted to burn him alive too by setting our house on fire. I had it all planned out. I really thought my mellow-stoner-dude personality had killed the sea monster that thrived in the raging sea of my childhood. I guess I still had the beast inside of me after all. I truly had no idea how to slay it. But I told God that if He didn't want the sea monster inside of me roaring his ugly head then He better not let anyone try to hurt me ever again! Yea, like that was ever going to happen in the raging sea...Like a single teardrop in the vast ocean of human suffering, Heath Christopher Goodman may not be anyone of great importance or really that special as to stand out from anyone else in the raging sea of this turbulent reality. However, even before he was born, the devil wanted him dead for some odd reason. Throughout his life, Heath has had many near misses with death as he struggled to keep from drowning in the sea's hell. He almost went under for good a few times but by the mercies of God, he's always been rescued just in the nick of time. He doesn't attribute his survival in the raging sea to being a great swimmer or even a great survivalist. He attributes his continuing endurance to the One who did not merely walk on water but in all actuality transcended the raging sea under his feet. It was He who reached down into the troubled waters and grasped the hand of a wayward, confused little boy and brought him up, to set his feet upon a rock. It has been He who has shown Heath that he needs not to fear the tempests and turmoils of the raging sea... but instead, to place his trust in the One who can whisper "Peace, be still!" to his floundering soul, and even the winds and waves obey Him.Got a teenager in trouble? Need a book that might just help them?