Comparing
some people to the morning glories I can see why some would want to
keep their faces hide from other beautifully blooming flowers. They
let their minds dwell on vulgar, and non-profitable things that turns
them off to other well behaved flowers that flourish with real
beauty. The morning glory vines will not stop showing off their
ability to demonize the contented group that just wants to be
fulfilling their purpose in life. Love, and respect, to those who
enjoy caring for them. Beauty, and ability, can be wasted on
disgraceful flowers, both male, and female, who refuse to stay in
their natural bed of decency. A cast-away with regret is often the
case for the would be lover of such ugly, dying flower. I want to
keep all of my flowers, even the non-controllable morning glory, but
they can never be equal to the love of the thriving beauty of the
well-balanced, growing desire as intended to be.
I
am controlling my own desire today of going to the Senior Citizen's
Center and eating the delicious food. My weight was beginning to get
out of control, and I cannot allow that to happen. My health depends
upon it. I don't want to die from causes that I could have prevented
from happening. We all have choices in life, and I hope I can always
think seriously before making mine. I know how to disciple myself as
well as disciplining others. My self disciple comes first. After my
punishment I can feel free to let go a bit. That is always an
awarding experience I love. Eat, drink, and be merry, now that you
have paid for your mistake. Just don't get too tangled up again with
the controlling vines in life. I never want to sleep days and stay
awake at night. I must stay alert to the President's needs. Oh yes! I
do feel involved in helping to make America great again, and I hope
you do also. We all have a God given duty to pursue that task. We are
God's hands, and feet. He uses us to help win the evil war that has
always existed. We all know how to say yeah, nay, amen, and God bless
you. Use these words every day as they come from your heart. You
never know how much you may have helped, and it doesn't matter. We
have used our ammunition for the day. That's all that we are required
to do.
Myrtle
Jean Sharp
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