After The Second Psalm

Why seek to thwart the Lord;
Or work against his will?

And plan for your own gain,
Via your neighbors ill?

Although you be a prince;
With force at your command,

You are a tiny mote
Within God's mighty hand.

The rules that God set out
Apply to one and all.

It is at your own risk
That you ignore God's call.

God's eyes they are not dim
God does not doze or sleep.

Today if you sow ill
Tomorrow ill you'll reap.

In Zion stands the king
His hand upon his sword.

The wise doubt not his will
The prudent hear his word.

Plot not harm or evil;
Don't kill or cheat or steal.

The Lord God is watching
And his wrath is real.

Half-Measures

What we want in life is whole-measures.
Or more-than-whole-measures.

We don't just want our daily bread, we want extra, enough to share at best, or a gluttonous amount at worst.

And that leads us to demand more than whole-measures from those around us.

Unreasonably, we want our whims satisfied instantly, and our intentions translated into fact without our having to work out the details.

We want our waiter's full attention, even though he or she has a large number of tables, perhaps a headache, and an insane boss to keep satisfied.

We want our employees and service providers to start work at 8:00am, to end work at 9:00pm, and to remember our every demand, and we probably pay them far too little to live where we do, and then we complain when they are outsourced, and speak with an accent.

We are greedy, unfair, and gluttonous. So my instruction to you is to try to find ways to be more real, to allow those around you to live real lives, to live a real life yourself.

Take your time...
Tip and pay living wages, let people leave at 5pm.

Go home to your family, they will appreciate it, even if they don't say so.

If you don't have a life, find one. Visit friends, get out, write, draw, paint.

Give your life more than half measures.

You will be glad you did.