Brother Love: and His House on Coleman Road

Brother Love and his community work for our God

Brother Love, using his professional grade weed-eater, worked at this site, saving me valuable time and energy.
Brother Love, using his professional grade weed-eater, worked at this site, saving me valuable time and energy. | Source
Seeds or grain can be stored within this dry storage bin. I am a primary caregiver for my ill mother which requires me to to work odd hours in the garden, as best that I can. I teach others, write online and read as time allows.
Seeds or grain can be stored within this dry storage bin. I am a primary caregiver for my ill mother which requires me to to work odd hours in the garden, as best that I can. I teach others, write online and read as time allows. | Source

Bringing my Herbal Medicine Online. With the encouragement of Brother Love.

Williamson County, Tennessee turned me down on my request to start a Charter School within Williamson County, Tennessee. It was a little while ago. I was highly disappointed when I was not allowed to establish a charter school. But with hindsight, looking back at situation, an approval for my school would have been a disaster for me and for my state (Tennessee). Honestly speaking, I was not prepared to establish a school of that magnitude. Not only that, my paper work was not in order. The paperwork killed me.

It, the charter school, that is, was not the right school, for the right time, or in the right place. The need for my school was not great enough.

After having had some quality time to look back and to look forward and to contemplate the future, I can see what should have happened.

People approach me all time, mostly online, asking for information concerning herbs and herbal medicine. Some of the questions are simple, and some of the questions are complex. There are never any bad questions.

Too many times I have been asked by those who approach me, "Dr. Haddox, please teach us about basic herbs, how to grow them, how to use them and how to help keep our families healthy using herbs." It is puzzling to me that most of the farmers and their wives (wives who are also farmers, great ones I must add, believe it or not) happen to be Amish. During a period of approximately 5 years, I traveled, frequently, to Amish country (Amish people live in Tennessee and in Kentucky) which is a reasonable driving distance from my family farm in Franklin, Tennessee. I have helped the Amish farmers the same as they have helped me. Some of my best farmer friends are Amish. They know me well and believe that I am "a God-sent healer."

They know that I have studied at "World-Class" universities where healing is taught, but they don't care about all of that "Ivory-Tower stuff." All that they respect is God-given talent and good results." From time to time I have had to encourage them to consult surgeons and oncologists however. Most of the time they have done what I recommended. I have, on occasion, driven an Amish mother and father, with a sick child, to the Children's Hospital at Vanderbilt University to see a specialist, such as a pediatric urologist, for example, a doctor that is super hard to come by in a rural, mostly agricultural, setting. We and the Amish people have been good for each other.

Getting back to Brother Love and his friendship which has blessed me. I have made a decision to start teaching people about herbs and herbal medicine. My approach to running this education program on herbs and herbal medicine, that I have created in my own mind, will be unique in the sense that there is no other place in the world that will be doing it my way. I will be teaching small groups, 5 students to a group, one group at a time. There will be occasions when I will be working with one student at a time. There are times when a person will require my undivided attention. When I was in medical school I often worked with one doctor at a time.

Brother Love has blessed me and I will use the following poem to describe his spirit of giving. The poem is called,

The House By the Side of the Road,

written by a New England poet named Sam Walter Foss (1858-1911):

"There are hermit souls that live withdrawn

In the peace of their self-content;

There are souls, like stars, that dwell apart,

In a fellow-less firmament;

There are pioneer souls that blaze their paths

Where highways never ran;

But let me live in a house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

Let me live in a house by the side of the road,

Where the race of men go by;

The men who are good and the men who are bad,

As good and as bad as I.

I would not sit in the scorner's seat,

Or hurl the cynic's ban;

Let me live in a house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

I see from my house by the side of the road,

By the side of the highway of life,

The men who press with the ardor of hope,

The men who are faint with the strife.

But I turn not away from their smiles nor their tears

Both parts of an infinite plan;

Let me live in my house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road

Where the race of men go by;

They are good, they are bad, they are weak,

They are strong;

Wise, foolish--so am I.

Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat

Or hurl the cynic's ban?

Let me live in my house by the side of the road

And be a friend to man."

Brother Love have lived on my road since the 1980s and he has been a friend to humankind, that is, the women and men who have lived, and at times suffered, as they traveled upon the Road of Life.

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firework23 14 months ago from U.S.A.

Awe....that was beautiful. I truly enjoyed the poem. I can really see the kindness and humility in you through this post. You are a beautiful child of God. You are also a useful friend with your knowledge of healing herbs ;-) :-D


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Dr. Haddox 14 months ago from a Franklin, Tennessee native, who travels globally. Author

Thank you for the encouragement and compliments, and also for you friendship. I am happy that you enjoyed that very old poem. I hope that you have a wonderful week as we move forward. Best regards and Peace. :)

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