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Saturday, January 22, 2011

The view

As I examine, consider, take in, regard, behold, I see that all is as it should be. I am only an observer, here. I can not drive a tractor, or clean a barn, or milk a cow, or plow a field. I see the beauty, not the work. I am behind the barbed wire fence. I can ponder. I will always be on the outside, and that is why I see the beauty, and not the burden.