Good thing it's a principle and not a law.
But here's the rub, a phrase i have no blinkin' clue as to the origin or meaning of, as a christian, i have the answers, i have the Way, i have the faith and the hope in a risen savior who is for me. i am free, i am loved and gosh darn it, people like me. Well, a few. Does my mom count? Never mind, she wouldn't count anyway. The point is, all these things are true and yet... everyday is a featherweight bout with despair. i realize it sounds better to say, "heavyweight" bout, but i don't come close to qualifying for heavyweight. i'd be boxing the cobra-quick little latinos with all the tattoos. And lately, losing.
And that's all i got to say about that.