I Serve One Master He's The God Of Abraham (Bussokusekika) Poem by Edwin Tanguma

I was feeling a little down today...lol...And I started thinking about trying to find a Job to give me a sense of purpose...hehehe...And a little voice in my soul told me you already have a Job...rofl...I hope and I pray that My Father continues to meet all of my needs as he has always done...It seems that it is really tough at times when one is poor in spirit...Oh well...Life will go on...The rich will keep getting richer and the poor will keep on getting poorer...lmao...But when we die...We can't take any of it with us...Or can we? I know we can't take any material possessions with us when we leave this world...But I believe we do take our spiritual possessions with us...Whatever those may be...