Monday, August 3, 2009

Sand

We decided to build a sand volleyball court one day
We asked this man who would know where we could get some sand
We had thot we followed his directions
We had several young guys with trucks and shovels
We dug and loaded and unloaded sand all day
There was a plumb orchard where we were digging
We ate most of the plumbs too
We were so proud of our hard work together
Finished and played some volleyball
We were sitting in my trailer cooling off and celebrating
When we heard banging and shouting at my door
We opened the door to find an angry man and the sheriffs department
He wanted us arrested and the volleyball court closed and prayed we’d have diaherra
We had gotten the sand from the wrong place
And ate all the man’s plumbs… oops

In the news the other day the police had hundreds of feet of the coastline closed because of stolen sand in Cancun. They apparently have spent millions to replace beaches washed away by hurricane Wilma in 05. Patricio Patron, Mexico's attorney general for environmental protection said "Today we made the decision to close this stretch of ill-gotten, illegally accumulated sand,"

Be careful what you do with and in sand

"everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand". Matthew 7:26

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