Life Itself Is A Haphazard, Untidy, Messy

I Too Complain Ceaselessly In My Heart And In My Words Too. My Very Life Is A Protest. Against Government, For Instance.

We Plant Seeds That Will Flower As Results In Our Lives, So Best To Remove The Weeds Of Anger, Avarice, Envy And Doubt, That Peace And Abundance May Manifest For All.

With Prayer, One Can Go On Cheerfully And Even Happily. Without Prayer, How Grim A Journey!

I Really Only Love God As Much As I Love The Person I Love The Least.

God Meant For Things To Be Much Easier Than We Have Made Them