I want to move to Africa and adopt twenty children. That would be easier.
I want to live in poverty. That would be easier.
I want to sell everything I have and give the money to the poor. That would be easier.
I want to give and not save. That would be easier.
I want to go Home. That, too, would be easier.
I do not want to live in the tension between. This is not easier. But it is the call.
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