Randy Suits

He Endured It All for Us the Little People

My sweet delicate Eve, who suffered each lash he took that was intended for us,

“Rise up, O LORD! May Your enemies be scattered; may those who hate You flee before You.”

Our nation has endured a 5 year assault of hatred directed at one man who understood the national need. With a qualified team of professionals he set about rectifying government, judicial and international political and trade problems to the betterment of the jobless, the poor, the working man and the little people who shop at Walmart, flea markets, garage sales, etc.. The haters never figured it out. The more they beat him, the more his own cleaved to him. He was rich but in heart, mind and soul he was more like the poor than the rich and powerful. He was one of our own, not one of them. We began to realize that it was us that they really hated, he was merely the leader to be made an example of. The more he stood by the working people the more they attacked him, the more they attacked him the more they were actually attacking us. The little people drew nearer still to our standard bearer. We were accustomed to beatings; exportation of our jobs, millions in foreign grants, loans and bad trade agreements. If he could take it, we could. We would stand with him. His (our) political enemies were delirious with hatred. Everything they did to him they were doing to us all along the way. He opened our eyes and exposed great injustices, rottenness in the secret conclaves of sinister beings set upon retaining power at all costs. Power seekers are haters all. Haters do not understand the power of love. Love is true power. All hatred is weakness. Haters know that they can’t defeat love. God is love. He will sustain all his faithful servants. Let us hold fast to the promises of the Most High God. It is He who will proclaim upon the housetops the dark secret objectives of the haters. He will restore to his own all those things he intended for the righteous. Most High God, lead us in your perfect holy will to your presence in Christ your son.

Be not afraid, my darling Eve, Our God is greater than all our need, Kochany