Steven Bobb
Beloved of All
You see, I'm not worried about some obscure virus that 3 people in the world got the sniffles from. And I'm not worried about some war thousands of miles away. I have a problem that affects me more personally, and directly. Do you know with my busyness after just barely eking out a little time to shop, I didn't have time to eat the food? Do you know that sometimes because of time constraints when I do eat, I have to gulp down the food? That I can't sleep to the extent that I want, because there's "something doing" that shortens the time.Do you that I'm so riled up from the extreme and constant busyness that I can't go to a funeral with an open coffin, , or visit a gravesite, because I'm jealous of the corpse laying there while I'm running around like a nut.This bothers me more than some virus or one country invading another a few thousand miles away. You have to get your own house in order before you can think of helping others. you can't do much laying flat on your own back.