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OUR NAME BONE DUST HAS ITS ROOTS IN THE DUST BOWL. WE HAVE LIVED LIVES SIMILAR TO THE DUST BOWL. TOTAL DEVASTATION, HOMELESS, SO BROKEN. BUT RAIN CAME LIKE GODS GRACE AND WE RECOVERED.
JAMES STEPHENS AND JAYME DANIEL AS AN ARTIST TEAM WE HAVE COMBINED OUR LOVE FOR THE OLD WEST, TOOLED LEATHER BELTS , BOOTS, VINTAGE CLOTHES, ANTLERS AND TURQUOISE WITH OUR GOD GIVEN ABILITIES. WE ARE CREATING THINGS WE TRULY LOVE AND IT ALL HAS DEEP MEANING TO US. WE TRULY FEEL GOD PUT US TOGETHER TO BRING OUT OUR TALENTS AND TO REACH OUT TO OTHERS WHOSE LIVES LIKE OURS ARE LIKE A DUST BOWL (OR PERHAPS YOUR PAST MAY RESEMBLE A DUST BOWL). WE THINK YOU NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT US AND HOW IT STARTED. YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ OUR TESTIMONIES. WE AREN'T SOCIAL BUTTERFLIES, AND WE FIND THAT OUR WEBSITE IS THE BEST WAY TO BEAR TESTIMONY OF GODS LOVE AND POWER. JAMES WRITES ABOUT JAYME. JAYME WRITES ABOUT JAMES.
ABOUT JAYME DANIEL....WRITTEN BY JAMES STEPHENS. WHEN I MET JAYME, SHE WAS AT THE END OF A 'DUSTBOWL' OF A MARRIAGE. IT WAS A HORRIFIC AND ABUSIVE MARRIAGE. THE RELATIONSHIP ENDED MAY 16th, 2006 WITH HIM SHOOTING JAYME 3 TIMES, ONCE AT THE HEART AND TWO TO THE UPPER ABDOMEN. THINKING HE HAD KILLED JAYME HE THEN TURNED THE 40 CALIBER ON HIMSELF. ONE BULLET TO THE HEART AND THE TOXIC-RELATIONSHIP WAS OVER.JAYME HAD SAVED ME AND HER DAUGHTERS LIFE BY GETTING US OUT OF THE HOUSE. I BELIEVE HE HAD COME TO KILL EVERYONE. I WAS WITH JAYME WHEN I THOUGHT SHE WAS BREATHING HER LAST BREATH. BLOOD WAS COMING FROM 4 OF THE 5 HOLES IN HER BODY. 3 ENTRANCE WOUNDS AND 2 EXIT WOUNDS. THE SHOT TO THE HEART WAS NOT BLEEDING AND THE BULLET WAS LATER RETRIEVED DOWN IN HER LIVER. JAYME WAS VERY CONSCIOUS. SHE CALLED OUT TO GOD "PLEASE GOD FORGIVE ME FOR EVERYTHING I'VE EVER DONE. SHE THEN SAID "I LOVE YOU JESUS, I LOVE YOU JESUS". THEN SHE TOLD ME SHE LOVED ME. SHE THEN MOANED AND SAID "IT HURTS TO GET SHOT". THE AMBULANCE SOON TOOK JAYME AWAY AND I DIDN'T GET TO TALK TO HER FOR A COUPLE OF MONTHS. SHE WAS IN A COMA WHERE SHE ALMOST DIED OF BULLET DESTRUCTION, PNEUMONIA, AND CONGESTIVE HEART FAILURE. THERE IS NO ONE TOUGHER THAN JAYME. ONE BULLET PATH HIT A FEMORAL NERVE THAT CAUSES HER SEVERE PROBLEMS AND MUCH PAIN, BUT SHE DOESN'T LET IT GET HER DOWN. ON MAY 16TH 2006, SHE WAS GUNNED DOWN. THE SHOOTING ENDED 22 YEARS OF DOMESTIC ABUSE. THE SHOOTING WAS ACTUALLY THE RAIN THAT ENDED HER DUST BOWL. SHE HAD TO REBUILD HER LIFE FROM SCRATCH JUST LIKE THE 'DUST BOWLERS'. TOTALLY BANKRUPT, HOMELESS, HURT, AND AT LIFE'S BOTTOM. SHE WAS TOTALLY FREED AND GRACE GAVE HER A SECOND CHANCE. THE THINGS I HAVE SEEN ARE NOTHING SHORT OF GOD'S DIRECT INTERVENTION. IT IS CONCRETE EVIDENCE OF HIS EXISTENCE, POWER, AND LOVE FOR US.
ABOUT JAMES STEPHENS WRITTEN BY JAYME DANIEL. I MET JAMES IN A 12 STEP PROGRAM IN OKC. WHILE LISTENING TO HIM SHARE I REALIZED THAT HIS PAST WAS LIKE MINE, A HUGE BLACK CLOUD OF DUST. WE BECAME BEST FRIENDS AND WE STILL ARE TODAY. JAMES' LIFE WAS A SERIES OF BUILDING UP GOOD THINGS AND HIS 'DEMONS' TEARING THEM DOWN. IN 2003 HE WAS FINALLY BEATEN DOWN AND HE CRIED OUT TO GOD "PLEASE HELP ME". HE ACCEPTED GRACE AND TURNED HIS LIFE AROUND. WHEN I MET HIM, HE WAS TAKING CARE OF HIS AGING MOTHER AND OTHER FAMILY MEMBERS. HE ALSO CARED ABOUT PEOPLE NO ONE ELSE CARED MUCH ABOUT. HE CARRIED THE MESSAGE OF HOPE TO A RESCUE MISSION IN DOWNTOWN OKC EVERY TUESDAY. I WENT WITH HIM TO THOSE MEETINGS AND SOME OF THOSE PEOPLE ARE HARD TO LOVE, BUT JAMES REALLY CARED ABOUT THEM. NOT ONLY WAS HE MY BEST FRIEND HE WAS ALSO MY PROTECTOR. THE NIGHT BEFORE THE SHOOTING I WAS SCARED AND ASKED HIM TO STAY WITH ME AND MY DAUGHTER. I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I WAS GETTING HIM INTO. JAMES BEING THERE THREW THE INTENDED KILLER OFF, HE LOST FOCUS, WHICH ENABLED ME TO GET JAMES AND MY DAUGHTER OUT OF THE HOUSE. I KNOW JAMES BEING THERE SAVED ME AND MY DAUGHTER'S LIFE. WE HAVE BEEN RECOVERING TOGETHER WITH GOD'S HELP EVER SINCE. BONEDUST WAS FOUNDED MAY 16th, 2006 ON HEARTACHES AND GRACE.
THAT'S HOW IT ALL STARTED. PLEASE DON'T TAKE OFFENSE. THESE ARE OUR TESTIMONIES WE WANT TO SHARE WITH ANYONE INTERESTED. WE HOPE OUR EXPERIENCES WILL HELP OTHERS TO UNDERSTAND THIS FACT. NO MATTER HOW FAR DOWN YOU GO INTO YOUR OWN PERSONNEL 'DUST BOWL' , GOD'S THERE WITH HOPE, LOVE, AND GRACE FOR EVERYONE.
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SINCE THEN......JAYME'S CHOICES
I was so blessed not to die. I know that God saved my life. Everything good in my life today is a gift from Him. The first thing that I had to do after the shooting, was to let go of it. I couldn't stay a victim. I had to let it go. I couldn't let "it" be what I am. I was left with no home, hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, and physically I could hardly walk with extreme pain. I ended up with severe anxiety from over twenty years of an abusive marriage, which ended with him shooting me. I realized what God had given me was really a "second-chance". To know this, to know it's a miracle helps me when my faith falters. When fear and worry creep up on me, I'm the one that can invite them to stay. God through prayer can make them go away. When I awoke from my 42-day coma, my mom confided and told me that my financial future was very dismal. I was left with nothing. No money, no home, just debt. It made me wonder why me? Why save me for this? My physical condition was horrible. I had been gutted from breast bone to pubic bone, I had an open wound vac for months, which in the end, I was left with a horrific scar. My femoral nerve (left leg), was almost completely severed. Causing me great pain and restrictions. I used a walker for a long time. My life long love for Western boots, belts, and vintage clothes inspired me to get stronger. James and I started to hit thrifts, antique stores, and junk stores. It was painful, but I wanted to make something out of myself. It was great physical therapy and gave me hope to find a treasure! James had an amazing talent to fix broken antiques, things nobody else wanted. He made something beautiful out of them. Five months after the shooting James, his mother, and I went to Denver. I said, "James you ought to get vintage belts and make them into cuffs". He started right away. We hit every thrift store in Denver that we could find. By this time, I had just donated the walker to the Salvation Army. Back in Oklahoma, it took James a short amount of time to make 100 wonderful cuffs. I took an ammo box full of cuffs to Jim of Little Joe's Boot Store in the OKC Stockyards for James, and Jim loved them. Bone Dust was off and running. We soon discovered another talent of James. He started to create the most fabulous Western antler jewelry. He is a wood carver since childhood but had never made jewelry before, or even thought about it. This has truly been a great gift from God. I couldn't play victim, I thought that would be a sorry result for a true miracle-gift from God. I feel that Bone Dust is God's little company. And we are just takin' care of it for him. Another gift I received from God is the ability to forgive. I did not have much forgiveness for some people alive or dead right after the shooting. Today, I am so grateful for all the little things in life. I use to live such a flashy life. That was never really me. I'm grateful to lose those flashy things. My relationship with God and my faith are priceless in comparison to those things I use to have. Today, gratitude is the key to my happiness. When I am grateful, forgiveness follows.


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