Fat Cat

Fat Cat

Does the wind blow any different if there isn’t a whirl behind it? Is a fat cat happy because they already digested the rat race & now is napping in the sun? Is the Son of God felt even on the darkest of evenings? Is standing when everyone is sitting & sitting when everyone is standing make one an outcast? Would a lover of souls ever quite trying to reach the unlovable b/c of the broken bricks in the wall. Is poetry & philosophy even on the minds of a generation of loud music, flashing lights, & an ever changing day to day society that’s among us in today’s generation. If Christ’s isn’t mentioned in school or the pledge of allegiance, will the next elders really ever know the original words that so many died to hear chanted in unison. Is softly played music meant to slow the fast pacers of life down to breath or counter act the fast pacers sound for a perfect blend of balance. Is staying in solitude around a group of soakers really a loner after all?? Is training by mentors & leading by example the only single chance of success this selfish generation really has to go onto the next level supernaturally? Is there ever an end to these questions of endless cycles, the games, the countless pursuits of everything = nothing to a nobody resulting in this person mentality that’s hated or threatened by men. Is there a perfect formula Lord, 4 favor with men or does all favor fall from the throne room? Have we really stopped & asked ourselves why men look down upon those with piercing, tattoos, & wearing all black t-shirts to events & then turn a round immediately start talking about the other ones wearing a black tie affair. They must be the prideful ones who mention in Proverb; can’t all be well suited for the church job of a humble servant right??