The bean has been on our plates. In all races of mankind. Cooked and served. From the souls of our ancestry. Is the talented hands. That worked off more than often. What was farmed and raised off the lands. Still remains of this new infrastructure. Brought & sold by new & previous owners & investors. This same land we're standing on. Of real estate, call it prime if necessary. In humanity we're the occupants. Including rentals of all types in. Amongst taxed property. And regardless of who passed on from one generation to the next. We are still in all races of man. The addition. Of the last. In this presence of this current generation in humanity.
The water came from resources we cleaned, bathed and cooked with. And if we're to listen to the elders. Left here on earth. Let US figure out why? There is deep rooted history in our; bloodlines.
The blog entry is short and to the point. But when there was nothing but what was in those cupboards. And I'm this new generation; sophisticated are upscale shelf's.
Real people may have had less. But not one stomach went unfed.
Grandma I miss the smell of your house. Because looking back. As once as a child. I experienced as a child. In doing what of hard labor. And what you had was the power in prayer. Surprisingly what ever you and God were singing & praising about. Grandma it spreading a blessing. In our soul's. While living under. The roof of that old Tin house. I understand the reason why. Our Elder's we're with a purpose; created by God.
In all races of mankind. If you're human. We all got some history to buckle down, and take a seat, and listen. That respect what the previous generation. Had to learn.
So the struggle is real. But you we're warned. The days ahead are going to be long. The struggle is not new. But I tell you what? How those elder's got over. Will be the power driven in our own human stories. Is the story we still can relate to. In the generation of adversity. We're all going to go through.
How so? never forget where you come from of your own human
The Gospel of deep. But living the religion is deeper. God created the manna. And fed the children of Israel. While deserted. And whatever we've become in humanity. Rich are Poor. Because the truth is. We know who put the meat. Are only cornbread with beans. On our tables. And Sometimes there was meat. But some how; because prayer. Out belly's feast. In some of our stories. There exist the real story. Of human history.
But I remember watching my elders. On the land. Of blood sweat and tears. Still exist if that old cotton field. And old cemetery across the Street. I can envision. There souls that once .lived the history. the endurance, respect and integrity. Of putting in work. For a harvest. On our tables. After even serving other's; on theirs. And over generations what was built inside of our souls. We shared and had our own. Of what God provided. Much are less in. Was the feast fed from our elder's soul.
And never why, how can we debate; economics. Knowing fit generations. The why? You can watch and think some people will suffer; over and over again. Until you learn. Suffering was never to famine human beings. According to God's plan. For all races of man. God created manna for humanity.
