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Most of us were born with eyes;
But yet, too many of us are blind.
It's not that we are blind physically,
but unfortunately, we cannot see clearly.
There are five senses gifted to us humans                                                                                                                  
by God. The senses are seeing, hearing, tasting,
touching, and smelling. Although granted to them                                                                                                       
at a different level, God gave the same senses to the                                                                                         
animal kingdom. If given the choice of being something                                                                                       
other than a human being in this current climate, I would                                                                               
choose to be neither an animal nor plant, but one of the five senses.                                                                     
If the timeline were now, I would pass on sight, taste, and smell. If the
timeline were now, I would be torn between touching and hearing, but my
final answer would be hearing.  It would be hearing because in my humble opinion, what the world needs now is "A Hearing Ear" that would listen first to God and secondly to one another. In my weeping heart, presently, I feel that both God and man are crying to be heard. Yes, I tell you with tears forming in my eyes just now at 10 pm on Saturday night 061320 as I write this.  "May I be an ear to swiftly listen and not one of poor taste with a mouth that quickly            
speaks; not an eye with judgmental tendencies looking for the worst; not a smeller void of abilities to discern the aromatic fragrances of all of God's creatures; not a toucher with unclean hands having never acknowledged the touch of God's loving hands upon his/her life.	

No, the sum total of me is not an ear, but I have an ear and have chosen to listen. And if I were but an ear, I would listen, listen, and listen again, and pray for many more listening ears.

061320PSCtest, Non-Human, Chantelle Anne Cooke. NA. Judged 61620
061620Ctest entry, NA, Rerun 8, John Hamilton. 5P
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