Did I ever tell you the story about the day somebody stole my new pair of shoes?
Or the day somebody stole my new baseball glove?
Or the day somebody stole my Bible?
These are real stories about real events in my life.
Here in the United States, I believe the minds of millions of Americans have been conditioned by fantasies and make-believe for so long that their lives have become fantasies and make-believe: where nothing is real, nothing to get upset about, nothing to stand up for or stand against, and nothing to speak up for or speak up against. Just push another button on the jukebox, turn the channel, turn the page, and get in line to see the wizard behind the curtain just like everybody else.
Not only is this true in the United States, but it is also true in nations all over the world.
How many times do we sit down to chat with people, then they leave before the coffee's cold?
When was the last time you met a real person? When was the last time you met a person who honestly cares about you? A person who would listen to your heartaches and heartbreaks, your times of pain and agony, or even your time of gladness or a great victory?
How many times have you met a person who is looking for someone to talk to? Someone who will listen to his heartaches and heartbreaks, his time of pain and agony, or his time of gladness and a great victory?
How many people really care about your goals and dreams?
How many people really care about your new pair of shoes, your new baseball glove, or your Bible?
What really matters most to people all over the world?
What matters most to many people may not be the things they do or talk about, but rather the things they avoid: the things they hide and the things they want to remain secret. From such turn away, or else you will become like them. Instead of building you up, they will drag you down with them.
If you can find a real person today, you have found a real friend. Do not take this for granted. A friend is a treasure, a diamond in the rough.
Iron sharpens iron; so a man sharpens the countenance of his friend. (Proverbs 27: 17)
Or the day somebody stole my new baseball glove?
Or the day somebody stole my Bible?
These are real stories about real events in my life.
Here in the United States, I believe the minds of millions of Americans have been conditioned by fantasies and make-believe for so long that their lives have become fantasies and make-believe: where nothing is real, nothing to get upset about, nothing to stand up for or stand against, and nothing to speak up for or speak up against. Just push another button on the jukebox, turn the channel, turn the page, and get in line to see the wizard behind the curtain just like everybody else.
Not only is this true in the United States, but it is also true in nations all over the world.
How many times do we sit down to chat with people, then they leave before the coffee's cold?
When was the last time you met a real person? When was the last time you met a person who honestly cares about you? A person who would listen to your heartaches and heartbreaks, your times of pain and agony, or even your time of gladness or a great victory?
How many times have you met a person who is looking for someone to talk to? Someone who will listen to his heartaches and heartbreaks, his time of pain and agony, or his time of gladness and a great victory?
How many people really care about your goals and dreams?
How many people really care about your new pair of shoes, your new baseball glove, or your Bible?
What really matters most to people all over the world?
What matters most to many people may not be the things they do or talk about, but rather the things they avoid: the things they hide and the things they want to remain secret. From such turn away, or else you will become like them. Instead of building you up, they will drag you down with them.
If you can find a real person today, you have found a real friend. Do not take this for granted. A friend is a treasure, a diamond in the rough.
Iron sharpens iron; so a man sharpens the countenance of his friend. (Proverbs 27: 17)
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