Why are we so slow to take note of our
brothers plight? Is it not strange, that so
many times, it requires the tragedies of
society, to reveal the best of humanity?
So many dire, critical events and desperate
pleas of mankind are seen in the light of day.
It seems they are not responded to, until the
twelfth hour, when darkness comes and
all seems lost. Is it not better to respond to
a cry for help before the darkness, while
there is time, while the light of hope
burns brightly?
In these United States hundreds of years ago,
when our forefathers began to paint a canvas
of the love of God, of honesty, helping thy
neighbor, morality and family unity. We stand
before that canvas now and we see vast
alterations. Many among us have replaced
honesty with greed, morality with
immorality, helping thy neighbor, with indifference
and family unity with legions of gypsies to roam
the earth without roots, without purpose, without
a love of country and fellow man...without
a love of God.
Take great care that you do not follow the legions
of lost people; for in their improprieties and in
their rejection of the God within them, they have
forsaken not only Him but themselves.
© Joe Fazio
(brief renderings) Joe Fazio
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