Wednesday, June 06, 2012


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Wednesday, December 14, 2011

My mom. I miss her.

Enid Nadara Huff Chesshir
February 14, 1923 - December 14, 1988

I wrote this song a few months after my mom died. I hate that she died so young and I can't believe she has been gone for 23 years. I can still hear her laugh.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

55 and counting.

Today is my birthday. 55 years. Who knew I would make it this far? I certainly am thankful I have and hope for a few more years to be able to have some new adventures. I decided I would make a short list of some of things I have been blessed with in this life and things I hope to never forget. But if I do forget, I hope this post will still be up to help jog my memory.

I was born and raised in Seoul, Korea during a time when life was hard. The reality of war and poverty is embedded in my mind...which I assume helped shaped my character.

I was born to parents who loved me and taught me by their example. Life was for giving of yourself to those God placed around you. They lived to love...which I hope I have inherited.

I was raised with brothers and sisters who still are my best friends in life. They love, encourage, support, and bless me.

I was kissed by a girl in first grade that I had a crush on...which I assume helped me grow up to be a healthy male.

In third grade my teacher Ms. Beasley was proud of me for winning the spelling contest in our class.

In fourth grade my teacher Ms. Schwartzendruber for 3 months...made the hour long trip on a bus to my house every Saturday to teach me and give me my assignments for the week. I was in a body cast healing from a broken femur bone and she didn't want me to miss out on graduating to fifth grade with my friends.

In seventh grade we moved to Nashville. Being from another county and probably a bit odd from the other kids, the most popular girl in our school reached out to me and made me feel important and accepted.

In eighth grade I went to my first dance. I never danced. I played in the band.

My junior year, Mrs. Terry helped me pass my algebra exam by working with me after school hours for months. I'm so grateful to her for sacrificing her time for me.

In high school I dated a few beautiful girls. One was truly special and we dated til she went off to college.

After high school I moved back to Korea and played in a band with my brothers. We were able to perform for the US soldiers on bases like the 4077th Mash, a missile site, and even on a huge ship.

Moved to Los Angeles in 1976 with my brothers, played music, wrote songs, learned how to take the abuse of publishing companies who hated my songs, and found a woman to marry. Still going strong after 33 years.

Moved to Minnesota in 1979 and played in a band for three crazy years....learned a lot and became a fairly decent guitar player.

Moved to Nashville in 1982 and started playing in different bands and with some great artists. Learned to write and produce better songs and music....i think.

Produced my brothers album in the mid-eighties for release in Korea. Spent time in Korea and worked with some artists there.

Had my first songs published and recorded in 1985 (outside the ones on my brothers album).

1987...had a #1 song on CCM radio.

1987-2004...had a few radio hits, quite a few songs recorded, and worked with tons of great writers, artists, and musicians. Played in the best band ever to not get a record deal...well, at least in my mind.

1996...Adopted 2 wonderful kids.

2004...Started a new career in baseball.

2011...blessed to still be working in my new career with the greatest kids, their parents, and with my son who gave me the reason to start a new job.

All in all...I've had a good life. I'm blessed to have a woman who loves me and has supported me for all these years. Blessed to have two kids who choose to call me dad. And blessed to have so many awesome people in my family and extremely blessed to have so many good friends.

Monday, March 21, 2011

Friday, January 28, 2011

The Bitter End

Many years ago I was at a place in my life where I would have rather not lived should I have to live the way life was at the time. It was not a good place to be. Thankfully, I had a wife who loved me and walked with me through that difficult time. I don't think I ever really considered ending my own life, but I know it would have been fine if it was over. My faith in God was real, but it didn't seem to be enough most days. I had family and friends that loved me...but even that didn't seem to be enough to keep me from wanting life to be over. But through it all faith, family, and friends helped me to see that life, no matter the struggles, was worth living.

One day when I was feeling like I couldn't go on, the song "The Bitter End" poured out of me as if God was taking over my deepest inner being. I came to a place of needing to live again. This was a prayer, confession, and testimony of what I desired. Not what I felt...just desired. Over the years, this song has ministered to me. A great gift from God to me.

We wept for a good friend today. She couldn't take any more of this life. Most of us had no clue she hurt so deeply. She never let on to me or others that she was so close to the edge. It was a complete shock that our friend who loved and laughed so big...could take her own life.

To my friends and family. We all have times when life seems overwhelming. If you are going through the fire please reach out to God, your family, your friends. This life is a gift and I hope we all will remember how precious of a gift it is.

Andrea, we love you and we will miss you...and we will see you again.

Monday, January 24, 2011


I met her when I was about 15 years old. She was always the one who was laughing and the life of a party. Not one that was out of control...just fun.

Over the years, she was one classmate that seemed to show up and kept me up to date on old friends. She was a hairdresser and cut my hair. Every time I saw her it was a time for remembering and laughing and she would catch me up on all our friends. When we had our 35th high school reunion this past year, she was the one that talked me into going. I really didn't want to go but she kept telling me how important it was to see everyone. I'm glad she pushed me to do it. I was able to reconnect with a lot of old friends.

A couple of days ago, my friend was found dead in her apartment. There's still an investigation going on but they are saying it was a suicide. Of all the people I know, she didn't seem to be the type to want to take her life. She was way too full of life and in the recent past she had really come to a strong faith in God and loved the church she was attending. She talked about her love for God and church more than anything else the past few times I had gone to her for a haircut.

Now, I'm finding out about a few things that I had no clue about. Like most people, there are always things hidden and kept secret. I never knew her hurt and fears. Not that I should have known...but, I wish I had known. Maybe I could have helped her by being a better friend. Someone that she could have called before taking her life. Someone she trusted and could reach out to.

Andrea is gone from this earth. Her struggles are over. I don't have a doubt that I will see her again and know I will hear her laugh and bring life to the party. Rest in peace my friend. You are loved. I'll see you on the other side.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Snowy day in Nashville.

Nice...but when will the global warming thing kick in?

Thursday, December 02, 2010

Breath of Heaven

Breath of Heaven by Amy Grant and Chris Eaton

I have traveled many moonless nights. Cold and weary, with a babe inside. And I wonder, what I’ve done. Holy Father, you have come and chosen me now, to carry your son.

I am waiting in a silent prayer. I am frightened by the load I bare. In a world as cold as stone, must I walk this path alone? Be with me now, Be with me now.

Breath of heaven, hold me together. Be forever near me. Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven, lighten my darkness, pour over me your holiness, for you are holy.
Breath of heaven.

Do you wonder, as you watch my face if a wiser one, should have had my place? But I offer all I am, for the mercy of your plan.
Help me be strong. Help me be. Help me.

Breath of heaven, hold me together. Be forever near me. Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven, lighten my darkness, pour over me your holiness, for you are holy.
Breath of heaven.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

The Ragamuffin Gospel

It's been a long time since I have suggested to anyone to read a book. I haven't found one in recent years other than "The Barbarian Way" by McMannus, that was worth mentioning.

I didn't jump on the band wagon 10 plus years ago when Brennan Manning wrote "The Ragamuffin Gospel" due to fact that all the christian music community told me I should read it and it was the "book" to have at the time.

So...ten years later and with respect to someone in our study, we are reading this and all I can say is "go buy the book and enjoy!"

I have been running from the "gospel" that has been taught in this age...and without finishing this book yet, I feel the Gospel is being presented in the way it was intended to be presented.

Saturday, November 06, 2010



Taken somewhere in Korea. Not sure who the dead guy is in the grave but from left to right is Rand, Mark, and Phil. We're missing our little brother Don and brother jb was taking the picture.

These were some good days...The Chesshir Brothers Band played all around Korea including a battle ship and the famous
4077th Mobil Army Surgical Hospital.

Which really wasn't mobile at all...

Saturday, October 30, 2010


On our first day of practice for our fall ball team I asked every player what position they played. Player after player told me they played short stop or second base or pitched. Then finally a young man spoke up and said, "I'm Nick. I'll play any position you need me to play coach!" I looked at him and said, "That's the best answer any one has ever given me!"

I then gave the call for the players to hit the field and warm up by throwing to each other. It didn't take long to see Nick hadn't played much baseball. He could barely throw or catch and when he had his chance to bat, it was obvious that it had been years, or maybe never had this young man picked up a bat.

We spent the past two months practicing and playing games. Nick would stop by our baseball facility and practice every once in awhile on his own. I would work with him and encourage him as much as I could. Every game day I agonized over when or where Nick should play. I was afraid he might get hurt being that some of the 13 and 14 year old boys were over 6 feet tall and could slam a baseball that could take out a veteran of the game. But Nick was always ready to get into the game. I would bat him at the end of the line up and allow him to spend a few innings in right field. It seemed the safest place for him.

Two weeks ago we had a tournament. We were in a tied game and it was the last inning. Our players were doing well and it was Nick's turn to play right field. We had one out and they had a runner on second. Their biggest kid steps up to the plate and I had a feeling where he was going to hit the ball. When teams figured out who couldn't catch a ball they would try to hit it to him. So I yell at Nick and tell him to back up closer to the fence. After a couple of pitches the batter slams one of the highest longest balls we had seen all year....right at Nick. We all held our breath and Nick ran back a few steps, turned to look for the ball and stuck both hands up in the air. The ball came down right into Nick's glove! He caught it! He was so excited he started jumping around and while doing that...the runner tagged and ran all the way home from second base. We lost the game but everyone on the team was congratulating Nick for his outstanding catch! It was well worth the loss.

Then last weekend Nick got his first hit of the year! Right over the first baseman's head! It was a great day to see the smile on his face and to know that the past couple of months have been worth it. I was so proud of him that I finally put him in the next inning at....second base! He did his job and was pumped that he finally got to play something other than right field.

Today were our last games of the season. Nick laid down a beautiful bunt in the first game with runners on second and third and both runners scored! The second game Nick had played right field and walked a few times. During the 4th inning I asked Nick, "What position do you want to play?" He said, "You know I'll play anywhere coach! I told you that before!" I just smiled and said, "I like that answer! Why don't you finish off the season and play second base?" He smiled and ran out onto the field ending the season as the Tennessee Chiefs second baseman.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Ignoring my blog.

I use to write a lot. Now it seems that I have joined the new generation and tend to type as few letters as needed on a phone or on a computer to communicate. I hate that.