Observation

I am an observer of people, places, and things. I have watched many of them mount up with wings. I have rubbed shoulders with the good, bad, and ugly. Some lingered awhile, and others departed suddenly. The bad and the ugly always come in greater numbers and seem to produce as hardily as summer cucumbers. So, when we observe the good, we must treasure them because it is they who light up our way when it is dim. God has lovingly gifted them to us to be received as a prize. We must honor, respect, and showcase them before their demise.