The promised land

Writing my talk for the radio yesterday I recalled what was said to us in prison. "Don't make heaven sound too nice in case anyone kills himself as a result."

In my broadcast I'm thinking about the promised land and heaven. After saying how jolly nice I'm sure it will I thought I'd better cover myself and make reference to living this life first.

I probably only have five listeners; I can' afford to lose any.

* * * * * *

A reason to stay alive: to see lovely things like this. Our local postbox has been yarn-bombed!