Careless Tosses
I cannot drive from my home to a grocery store without choking back tears that threaten to spill as sourced from my bruised heart. The gifts of earth as lovingly bestowed from our Father to us are trashed in sad quantities upon the roadsides in ignorant, careless tosses that I cannot understand and refuse to accept. If man cannot comprehend all that earth’s wonders offer us on even a basic, selfish level then what hope is there for man to understand anything at all that would lead us back to Eden? How are we to globally comprehend the benefits of goodwill when we fail to understand the good concept of trash cans?
trash throws vast blessings
back at our generous source ~
my mascara runs
May 28, 2019
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2019
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