You see imperfection. I see the opportunity to help someone in need. See it now?
You who identifies as a human only as an individual human, do you have it wrong? Are we not collectively human? There are no mistakes, perhaps?
#amputees #amputation #organ doners
One day, somebody closer to the story than myself will broach the subject to the greater audience - the market for spare parts and stories coming out of China, even also here in the US, and elsewhere. We must end the underground market in favor of wholesome means to keep advancing civilization without falling into the shadow of evil. Fine line between good and evil, this subject. This is probably not my fight, and this is not my fight at this time, but this is somebody’s fight and to those brave souls - my prayers. Awareness is the beginning of understanding.
If you think this doesn’t go on, you really should take a course in human psychology, economics, or even political science. Maybe just one in common sense. Supply, demand, the will to survive at any cost, and greed on the other side of the equation. Rip those Di$ney ears right off, if you please, in favor of the greater love called agape?
I do believe God gave us a time limit so to make love and life poignant, not so we could attempt to cheat death which is a natural part of every life.
And to those with the courage to donate in genuine circumstance, I have not words for this kind of bravery and love. I do not understand it, but I do recognize. If I had a friend who would do this for me, I would know a kind of love rare as gold.
Notwithstanding, we must find a better way.
27 Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day may bring forth.
2 Let another man praise thee, and not thine own mouth; a stranger, and not thine own lips.
3 A stone is heavy, and the sand weighty; but a fool’s wrath is heavier than them both.
4 Wrath is cruel, and anger is outrageous; but who is able to stand before envy?
5 Open rebuke is better than secret love.
6 Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful.
7 The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.
8 As a bird that wandereth from her nest, so is a man that wandereth from his place.
9 Ointment and perfume rejoice the heart: so doth the sweetness of a man’s friend by hearty counsel.
10 Thine own friend, and thy father’s friend, forsake not; neither go into thy brother’s house in the day of thy calamity: for better is a neighbour that is near than a brother far off.
11 My son, be wise, and make my heart glad, that I may answer him that reproacheth me.
12 A prudent man foreseeth the evil, and hideth himself; but the simple pass on, and are punished.
13 Take his garment that is surety for a stranger, and take a pledge of him for a strange woman.
14 He that blesseth his friend with a loud voice, rising early in the morning, it shall be counted a curse to him.
15 A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.
16 Whosoever hideth her hideth the wind, and the ointment of his right hand, which bewrayeth itself.
17 Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
18 Whoso keepeth the fig tree shall eat the fruit thereof: so he that waiteth on his master shall be honoured.
19 As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of man to man.
20 Hell and destruction are never full; so the eyes of man are never satisfied.
21 As the fining pot for silver, and the furnace for gold; so is a man to his praise.
22 Though thou shouldest bray a fool in a mortar among wheat with a pestle, yet will not his foolishness depart from him.
23 Be thou diligent to know the state of thy flocks, and look well to thy herds.
24 For riches are not for ever: and doth the crown endure to every generation?
25 The hay appeareth, and the tender grass sheweth itself, and herbs of the mountains are gathered.
26 The lambs are for thy clothing, and the goats are the price of the field.
27 And thou shalt have goats’ milk enough for thy food, for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance for thy maidens.
hmm…
