This would be the last day of February were it not for leap year. I read a couple of posts on Facebook speaking of tomorrow being March. After all, it only comes every 4 years. We govern our lives according to the calendar. 2024 marches on.

The Bible tells us, ‘ Hope deferred maketh the heart sick but when the desire cometh it is a tree of life.’ We are seeking the Tree.

Times change and people change. Some come into our lives for a season or a chapter and then they are gone. Peace comes from a sense of place. We know who we are until others perceive us differently and then we reassess our foundations. The foundation is vital. We take our grounding with us everywhere we go. In stormy seasons it gives us peace.

I recall being in uncertain circumstances and having some advisors who counseled me to ‘do the smart thing…look out for myself…be politically correct.’ Easy advice is not always the best.

‘I think that we must back him… after all, he seems to know that we exist,’ He said. ‘I like his smile and the way that he does not tolerate fools gladly, He continued.

‘He said that he will take vengeance on those who oppose him,’
She said. ‘What if he decides we are some of those to persecute, She asked?

‘All of my golfing buddies are for him…I would feel like the Lone Ranger if I disagreed with them,’ He said. ‘He promises a chicken in every pot and a new car in every garage,’ He continued.

‘Who gets the chicken…and besides that, you do not like chicken,’ She said. ‘Do you think that the homeless want a new car for their garage…they do not have a garage…or a place to lay their head at night,’ She asked?

‘He said that he would be Dictator for a day…but how long is his measurement of a day,’ Chet asked? ‘Mom taught me not to lie…lying is wrong…there are no facts and then alternate facts unless there are alternate universes,’ Chet continued.

‘How is everything that goes wrong for Him someone else’s fault…He says that he is being persecuted for me…but I do not feel persecuted,’ Neva J said with a serious look.

‘Could there be a bit of a Messiah Complex going on…,’ Chet asked? I had a supervisor once who took everything personally and thus decided that he would take the entire department down with him due to his hurt feelings, Chet continued. ‘With his directives to stop doing the work that was our shop’s duty to do…we were soon reviled as his narcissistic ego could not be assuaged, he said.

‘Freedom is not missed until it is gone…while we watch other groups of people marginalized and demonized we feel comfort that we are not members of the hated groups…until the Dictator comes for us…’ She said…