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1one2two9nine 1one2two9nine CharlaXFabels WiseorFoolish DOING WHAT THE JESUS SAID Eye am risking the loss of some merits to at least prove to some of you that to do the works of JESUS is the right and lawful thing to do the man was just like me he seems to be a homeless and eye asked him to share my food he said no he was taken care of a food card from the service. Eye wound up giving nothing but a courtesy yet my blessing is unending the words that JESUS speaks are meant to be the life we breathe and giving is so certainly the thing to do. Not bragging unnecessarily just letting people knoe to do the works he says to do. Offer someone food if they can take it it will help you if they refuse it you can eat it seems to me there is nothing there to lose. Now the food eye have to eat is better for the act of sharing even the man is not eating with me the food it's doubly better in proportions. Show me the house that's built on stilts that's built on sand. There is a temporary church that meets inside the main church building they usually start the service at nine thirty today they went out on a run away there was no church service even eye usually go just to knell down near the table and thank Jesus for the offering there there is Coffee and some coffee cake and other things as well but today eye am on mye own attempting more than one thing at a time it seems beyond the eye trying to stay hooked into the wonder of this life for it seems like GOD is just like Santa Clause to me when we have it in our heart to do he sees it just the same. Eye still carry my raincoat my umbrella even though it has not rained for many weeks I'm ready. The place eye like to visit has been pulled out from under me the preacher needs to visit his own prayer room just to see how dark his heart is to become without his love. He warned me not to trespass and so far eye have not been back but the wonder of it all is that the place still seems to stand a monument to decadence a monument to disgrace. They knoe that eye am homeless eye still walk the street without a place. The blankets in the dump seem so nice when eye am cold. Foolishness or wisdom tell me preacher what would you do when the sky was falling would you stick your turkey neck up to the rain and then just drown or would you find a church with a poor doorway to get dry. The path is narrow the climb is steep and harrow the preacher fast asleep. Eye cry a homeless to the end of time.
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