Inspirational True Story
Dusty BookShelf

One day in the not so distant past of about
two weeks ago, I was sitting around my apartment. Not surprising you say
as that is what I do quite often, especially in the not so distant past.
And as I was watching reruns of NewsRadio and the epic story
lines of the Shakespearean like television show Passions,
I became aware of a dusty bookshelf.

I sat there and was transfixed on it.
The particles of dust where layered one on top of each other
and one next to each other. I looked and realized the God was on the
dust. As I stood there and watched, I felt the tears flow. I moved over
and wrote my name on the dust.

The End.