Lighthearted the Listener

I just don't have the emotional real estate for bitterness, contempt, and grudges. These sour strangers to heaven's peace may pass through from time to time, with pretense to take up residence, but no lender here will give them credit. Even if by some misfortune they manage to disguise their purchasing power and debt-to-income ratio, there's no plot or lot available to sell them. All the earth is full of God's glory; all the earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof. If you see them loitering about, soliciting this or that, please point them to the signs posted everywhere— that is, the sign of the cross on every corner, at every intersection, in every window, at every entrance. If they can't read the name on the sign at the head of the cross ("Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews") then point them to the sign overhead throughout the whole of heaven and earth— the sign in the clouds renewed with every rain shower and thunderstorm, the radiant rainbow ...