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Convenient Faith

If you preach his word, if you support his light, if you are grateful for his sons death, if you claim to others his life, then why? 

Why have a savings account?

Why have a 2,000 square foot home?

Why have multiple cars?

Why have a closet filled with unworn clothes?

Why focus more on retirement than others alike in need?

Why do you say and claim one thing but practice and live in greed?

Why not live in necessity and give any excess you can provide?

Why do we justify how committed we can be and live in abundance knowing so many are without and starving?

Why do we say we can’t understand those who do not believe, when we don’t do what we should in order for all to achieve?

Why, I simply ask?

If you preach his word, if you support his light, if you are grateful for his sons death, if you claim to others his life, then why? 

 

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Hj

Skycloud! I love your work. 

Well said .. 
! 

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.Rob

Thank you, I was recently reminded why hypocritical people get under my skin so easily… my ability to bite my tongue and later write about it instead of debating at a dinner…. Proof of growth! ;) 
Thank you for your kind words and support ❤️

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