Chris Royce - The Most Powerful Man in the World

The Most Powerful Man In The World

Copyright 2013 Chris Royce

ISBN-978-0-9886854-1-3

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Published by
Dominion Kingdom Publishers
West Henrietta, New York

Edited by Dianne Ogden

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This book is dedicated to Olivia and Nate.
The joy you bring me every day
is not able to be put in words.
I love you!

I would like to thank my wife, Sherri, for your support and encouragement in writing this book, and for always holding down the fort for so many years. I have been free to do what I needed to do, and without you, it wouldnt have been possible.

I would also like to thank my Band of Brothers who are the coolest, toughest, and strangest group of men youll ever meet. Your encouragement and brotherhood means the world to me. You are all so dedicated to helping men be real men, husbands and DADS.

The Band Of Brothers: Ricky Allman, Jose Batalla, Jim Beaulne, Dan Breckenridge, Johnny Burchfield, Dewey Cass, Nathan Downs, Eric Dubbell, Mark Edwards, Asaad Faraj, Dave Farmer, Frank Giglio, Dallas Gooden, Aaron Halterman, Kenny Hughes, Jeff Johnson, Chris Koob, Steve Minter, Herb Padilla, Mark Penny, Alex Ruzich, Mike Sharpe, Guy Shashaty, Sam Shepard, John Smith, Turbo, Tom Varano (My oldest and original friend in this world!), George Verdugo, Ron Wolter, and Mark Younger.

I want to thank Mike Tuttle, for giving me Wild at Heart back in 2003. The chain reaction that was created by that gift is absolutely amazing. Also, thank you to John Eldredge, for your courage and insight. So many lives and families have been changed as a result of what you do.

Thank you to Jeff LeFevre. We made a major impact in each others lives when we were much younger. What you gave me has helped me to this day, and in being a world class DAD.

There are a few other men that have made a real difference in my life. I appreciate Rick Doyle, Bill Orender, Bill Whittle, and Jim Kocher for what they have done for me personally and in my business life over the years.

Thank you to Dianne Ogden for your expertise and enthusiasm. I appreciate your effort so much!

I would like to thank Jamie House for your input and guidance on this project. You are a true brother and a great friend.

And lastly, thank you DAD, for the time you spent with me as a boy. I remember the time in the woods, scouts, and all the backyard sports.

Websters Dictionary defines father as, a male parent. While this is an accurate definition, Websters Dictionary fails to acknowledge the rest of what fathers are, especially to their little kids.

Theyre the ones that give us piggy back rides up the stairs when were too tired to walk ourselves, the ones that read us bedtime stories, or laugh at our jokes that make no sense, or sit through our third grade music concert because were so pumped about our xylophone solo, or teach us how to put gas in the car. We are simply wired as kids to see our DADS as our leaders, our role models, and our best buddies.

Ive intimately known my DAD my whole life. Hes always been right there next to me through my best and worst moments. When that kid threw up on my bus and I thought I was scarred for life, he talked me through the emotional suffering. When I fell head first into a pile of gravel, he explained to the nurse what happened so I didnt have to bear the embarrassment.

When I got the stomach flu two days before my black belt ceremony, he prayed with me. When he offered me fifty bucks to sing Christmas carols to the diners at Olive Garden as a joke, and I did it, he paid me anyway. He never let me down no matter how ridiculous I may have acted. Its because hes faithful.

Ive never once doubted the unconditional love my DAD has for me. I remember when I was little I wanted to marry him! I envied my mom. In my eyes she had the one symbol of true love marriage. At the time he was the only boy I didnt think was gross. As he showed me the love and attention that a little girl needs from her daddy, I developed an unconditional love for him. Its because he is affectionate.

My DAD is the one person that understands me best. We think the same way. He can talk me through pretty much anything and I know I can come to him with anything. I can say that Ive always envisioned our relationship as unbreakable, and I know that it is that way today because he is caring.

Hes also the only one that can truly make me belly laugh. Every time were together, we find a way to laugh about something. Our sense of humor brings us closer together. I cant imagine a serious, all business DAD! I look forward to the moments when we laugh and our stomach hurts when were finally done. I cherish those moments because he makes me thankful for the fact that Im able to laugh and have fun with my family. Its all because hes silly.

I know that within all of the DADS out there theres a faithful, affectionate, caring, silly guy that wants to break free for his kids. I can say from personal experience that your kids want a relationship with you. And if theres anyone that you should listen to about becoming an even better DAD that you naturally are, its mine! I thank God every day for the daddy he is and the daddy He gave me.

-Olivia Royce, Age 14

The lion of the den
The eagle of the air
The great white of the sea
The P in protection

Holding me tight from day one
Watching me close with eyes like
a hawk Giving me faith
Showing me my place

Walking ahead
But staying near
Watching his cubs
Like a great black bear

A father is there
To guide my path
And show me the way

His kind words
Make me feel special
Deep inside

The leader of the pack
The confidence bearer
The rock of my world

-Olivia Royce
Age 10

It was pitch black. The kind of thick, heavy darkness that clings to you and everything around you. The kind where you cant see your hand six inches in front of your face. The heat and humidity added to the intensity. Around me a collection of sounds rose up in a chorus of musicians from all walks of the kingdom.

There were strange birds that shrieked much more than sang, invisible insects whose bodies couldnt have possibly matched their huge sounds, and the dominant section of this eerie orchestra howler monkeys. Their collective sounds filled the night like the largest of factories clamoring and grinding at the edge of a city.

It was after 11 p.m. We had already been up for 18 hours, spending most of that time Peacock bass fishing in 115 degrees. Now we were hunting caimans. No one was sleepy. We were somewhere in Central Brazil. The Amazon River is a remarkably vast waterway; it carries more water than any other river on the planet. Its over 1200 miles longer than the Mississippi.

There were three of us Americans and two local guides on the small bass boat. Our guides spoke Portuguese, and we didnt. But we all knew the mission, and the plan was fairly simple. Jorge, our lead guide, had the ultimate high tech search light a car headlight strapped to his straw hat, and attached to a car battery on the floor of the boat. Very resourceful. He would slowly scan the shoreline and wed pick out pairs of orange glowing eyes reflecting in the light. Once they were spotted, Jorge would then head towards them cut the motor and wed silently drift in.