Shouldn't The World Stop? Don't They Know

What About A Man Who Sits Down To Wonder Why Life Has Cheated Him? Thinks About His Situation Hangs His Head And Cries Will We Pretend, His Problems Don't Exist? He's Reaching Out For Help-will We Selfishly Resist? What About Your Brother? He's Crying What About Your Brother? He's Dying What About Your Brother?

When He Went Blundering Back To God, His Songs Half Written, His Work Half Done, Who Knows What Paths His Bruised Feet Trod, What Hills Of Peace Or Pain He Won? I Hope God Smiled And Took His Hand, And Said, "poor Truant, Passionate Fool! Life’s Book Is Hard To Understand: Why Couldst Thou Not Remain At School?" A Poem By Charles Hanson Towne

Because One Thing God Gave Us- And I'm Afraid It's At Times A Little Too Much- Is Freewill. Freedom To Choose. I Believe He Gave Us Everything Needed To Build A Beautiful World, If We Choose Wisely.

Accept The Past As Past, Without Denying It Or Discarding It.

"you Marked The Minutes," The Old Man Said. "but Did You Use Them Wisely? To Be Still? To Cherish? To Be Grateful? To Lift And Be Lifted?"