Friday, April 13, 2018

WHEN...WHERE...HOW...TOLD WHY

Thunder it seemed...the candle jumped with each blow...it was the door-knock of people who wanted their loans repaid. The widow of Zarepath* had only a small jar of precious oil...too little to pay all of those angry hands.

Hearing of her plight...Elijah told her to gather all the empty jars in the village...a task that took the widow and her children some time to compile...but....once gathered...she took her small jar of oil and into each empty jar she began to pour. When one jar was filled...she went to the next empty jug until all the containers were overflowing. When that moment arrived...her small jar of oil stopped pouring and was empty. She had followed the directions of Elijah...she had reposed trust...and...had reaped what had been foretold.

Might in America the small jar of oil be flowing? Indeed...according to the MASS MEDIA...although the report buried in the bowels of brief mention...the number of Americans claiming new unemployment benefits has never been so low for so long? (WSJ A-3;04-13-18). Might President Trump's effort to remove the grip of the NANNY STATE from the throat of freedom be delivering the blessings of an otherwise unhampered market...a place where never can be found an able-bodied pauper...a place where never can some would-be master with envious mob decree: "Our tears...your purse!"
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*I KINGS 17 7-16