Is Shea prophetic once again today?
Well, fasting in the desert ain’t his thing.
Self-abnegation’s not a game he’ll play.
He’s never really cared for hunger’s sting. 82 more words
Like a flash of light striking a deep darkness, the thought of it had struck my clouded mind: that the people I give alms to are able-bodied men; men who beg with both uninjured hands stretched out, men so energetic they run after me when they see me make a gesture of giving. 439 more words