My neighbors are fighting over land.
too many angry words were spoken,
too many fists were launched.
I was a witness in a custody battle,
a third party, an education expert,
a position I never want to be in again.
A young man I care for may go to jail;
he’s not evil and has learned his lesson.
Judges don’t see things that way.
Farrah died. Michael died.
The world was shocked,
but it was Nancy Rose’s death
that hit closest to home. Her life
left a deeper impression. She loved
Jesus and family. She gave
kindness and forgiveness.
Her time here was spent
storing heavenly treasures.
A sadness churns in the center
of my chest, burns my throat.
Being human is never easy.
These decisions we must make
often taste bitter and bring tears.
Yet, I think angels long to experience
the pains and joys
by which we are touched
in this mortal realm.
Fights over land are rarely over land.
trust me I am a surveyor.
The day DAle Earnhart died I stopped by to see my friends the Smiths. They are monitored by a social worker because they are challenged in many ways.
Moses points to the TV and says the “the whole world has gone crazy ,he was just a man,he aint coming back.”.
Moses points to the picture of Jesus on the wall ,”He’s comin back!”
sorry to be long winded but as usual you got me thinkin.
I think you are right. There is something deeper in the on-going war between my neighbors. I think the land is only an outlet for years of pent up anger and disappointment at life in general. Thank you for the story of Moses…it is so real and exact about the way we really are as people.