Me? I called Pat. Did you hear the news about Las Vegas? Dear Pat muses, “What are we to do?” “Don’t look at the monster, Pat!” “O good! I feel better already.” Next call, “Pat, did you hear that man was a millionaire?” Thanks goodness Pat had company so I could not expand my so ‘important’ information.
No sooner I hung up the phone? It came to me, “Why are you looking at the monster?” Convicted! Guilty! Absolved. Next? Must confess the matter to my readers. Why? And why not? Must I keep my lapses a secret? Nay! My readers need to know I am not a ghost. I am a human just like the next. Only difference? You don’t let me get away with anything outside Your Loving will for me and for all my concern.
Can you see, dear Reader? There is compassion in my heart. Wisdom in my mind. I can no longer judge indiscriminately. I can no longer condemn, but! There is the wisdom of discernment. The incident with Pat helped me to discern not just blab about the matter. The journal of my life exhibits the continuous work of my Father to ingrain His compassion, His wisdom within my being.
You know what? The ways of mankind (including yours truly) are insane, (yes, my natural reactions are insane!) troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.
(Hum! Hm! Hum! The buck stops here! Hahaha! HalleluYah! I was not thinking like that when I originally wrote about the ways of mankind. I was thinking only about you all and the rest of the world, not me! Duh!)
Insanity Affect Us All! The Secret to Abolish Insanity? It’s in My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….
