I’ve seen him so full of faith he could walk on water and so empty that
he would bow his head to pray and in disgust just say, “Oh forget it,” afraid
of retribution for speaking his mind and no faith at all that God …anything…
I’ve seen him strong as a lion and weak as a mole, steady and sure for
himself, he is not, but let a beggar even look his way and he gives. Let the need of another arise, he is
there. He gives to others as if God were
filling him up, but inside his own glass he doesn’t even check it anymore, it’s
been empty so many times. It’s been full
too and he doesn’t forget it, but it is a memory
If I were to write about the
other side of life I would write about how the working man/woman has to
work and work – Real Estate prices rise – food goes up – gas skyrockets, but
his paycheck is stationary, not corrected as the cost of living goes up, only
government workers benefit in these times.
Those who don’t work for the government can’t lean on a shovel and get
paid or hide in a ditch for hours and still get paid and health care and a 401K
and other perks.
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