I think if God were running things in America, there would be a whole lot of unhappy Americans

Lately, American politics became especially disgusting to me.

Even before I ran ten times for local office in Key West and the Florida Keys, I had found politics disgusting. 

On Greyhound from Los Angeles to Key West in December 2000, passing through Florida's state capitol Tallahassee, I dozed off and the federal judge for whom I had clerked came in a dream and said he was thinking of getting into politics. I replied that I didn't think that was a good idea, but knowing him, he was going to do it. I awoke in shock, figuring I was going to get into politics, because behind the scenes the judge had run the Democratic Party in Alabama. 

So, there you have it. Why I got into politics in Key West and the Florida Keys, even though the angels on my case had not prepared me in any way, shape or form, to do it. They had prepared me for other endeavors altogether. 

Running ten times for public office, which never came close to getting me elected - whew! - opened my eyes wide to just how truly alien to my soul politics actually is. So alien, that I simply cannot reconcile politics with anything that seems good and wholesome. 

For example.

I paid Facebook to boost this "story" below, and to my amazement it drew an anti-Joe Biden comment, which you can read below the boosted "story", along with my reply, which I doubt make the Biden critic's day, week, month or year.

A Fools Work Never Ends

Of men, wolves, angels ...

Once upon a time there lived a man named Joseph, who grew tired of living with people and left his village and went into the woods to live.

By and by, a wolf pack discovered Joseph and over time got to know him and that he was not like other men, and eventually they took him into their pack. The leader of the pack was a red wolf named David, and soon David and Joseph became fast friends, and they hunted and played and slept together like . . . wolves.

Then one day, the men in the village where Joseph had lived learned from hunters that Joseph was living with wolves. The men decided it was not right for a man to go off and live in the woods and run with with wolves, so they got their guns and set off to find Joseph and bring him back to the village, to live like a man.

The men came upon the wolf pack sleeping in the sun next to a bluff. The wind was blowing off the bluff, away from the wolf pack toward the men, which prevented the pack from scenting the men as they approached. By the time the wolf pack realized the men were there, the men had the pack surrounded, pinned against the bluff.

David wanted to order the pack to attack, but Joseph said, “No, I am a man, they will listen to reason, let me go and speak with them.” Although David did not like this idea, he agreed to it because Joseph was a man. But the men would not listen to reason and they shot and killed the entire pack and took Joseph heartbroken back to the village.

Joseph languished in the village for many weeks, blaming himself for the death of his pack.

Then, Joseph has a dream, in which he sees David’s face. David is angry, but says nothing, just stares. Finally, Joseph blurts out that he did the best he knew how to do, and he’s so sorry for the way it turned out! David says, “Better that we attacked and died like wolves, than be slaughtered like sheep!”

Then, Joseph is back with the pack, against the bluff, surrounded by the men. David says he wants the pack to attack. Joseph says, “And I will lead the charge!” Then, they hear a voice, the whole pack hears it, say, “There is another way, ask for another way.” Never before have Joseph, David or the pack had such a thing happen, but Joseph asks for another way.

Suddenly, a great bolt of lightning strikes the ground between the pack and the men, stirring up a huge cloud of dust. As the the dust begins to settle, it begins to take the shape of something huge. The wolves and Joseph then see a pair of golden eyes peering from the bushes behind the men. Then a second pair of golden eyes. Then a third pair. Then ten pair. Then a hundred pair. Then a legion of . . . wolves’ eyes. The men are moved by some force to turn around and see what the now delirious pack already see.

Then, the men turn back around and find themselves face to face with a great towering eagle, whose piercing golden eyes penetrate their hearts. Then, they hear, “These are my battle angels. You may leave this place and go back to your village, taking your guns with you, on condition that you tell everyone what has happened here today.”

To this condition the men readily agree, and they return to their village and tell everyone what happened, and they go to nearby villages and tell it.

Betty
That's what we need today, to let God have control of this horrible mess that the Biden administration has put us in.

A Fool's Work Never Ends
The thing about God being in control is nobody has any control over God and how it goes under God might not be anything like what we might think it should go. 
For example, a close friend of mine, a Republican, former U.S. Army Special Forces combat veteran, voted for Donald Trump, told me that the January 6 mob that stormed the U.S. Capitol all should have been shot dead. I thought the same, and that the instigator of it all, Donald Trump, should have been shot dead, too, for treason. 
Now I'm not a Democrat, and I think if God were running things in America, there would be a whole lot of unhappy Americans, regardless of their political affiliation, or lack thereof.

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