Keep going.
Don't get behind.
Remember everything. Always.
give your time only to those who produce profit.
Slosh with muddied boots upon those who can't help you.
Don't turn the other cheek.
Gouge our enemies eye out every chance you get.
Forget about the plank sticking out of your head.
Let it go unchecked so long so that sparrows and finches build nests upon it.
If someone asks for your jacket, slap them in the face.
If someone is hungry and begging for food, double-bolt the front door, close the blinds and stay as quiet as possible.
Maybe they'll go away.
Maybe.
But now siblings...
Go out into the filth that is this world and wait.
When that still soft voice speaks then adhere to the formula of action.
Nothing is your own.
Everything is a gift.
Naked as we came.
Let humility be your shirt and pants.
Let it clothe you in warmth and grace.
Be the one who shows others how to wear humility well.
Even though it's an impossible task.
Go and sit on the street corner with the man whose family released him into the wild twenty some odd number of years ago.
Remember his name.
Remember that story that he told you about his wife and how he still remembers what she smelled like in the spring time.
Try as hard a you can to pray for him.
I can promise you that when you get to heaven he'll be the one greeting you with open arms.
Every once in a while, go and be quiet.
Not in your room or in your closet.
Go sit or stand or kneel in front of something bigger than you.
Something you can't quite grasp.
Something that, even when you really try, you can't even begin to understand.
Always make sure that you are not your own.
Try real hard to remember that not even your limbs are your own.
All of you is for something and someone else.
Never you.
Never.
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