It is a small and mighty thing that knows no boundary and respects no law. It does not discriminate. And it is not fair. It wreaks havoc on the weak, while it stalks the strong. Fear is its prelude. Its wake is long. Hoping for a cure. My faith is in the Lord.
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Some said he ran roughshod over other people’s money. His dad said that. And it was true, to a certain extent. But, of course, he didn’t call it that. He called it being aggressive. In fact, you could say, that he very carefully cultivated a reputation for “running roughshod.” “It’s called making money, dad. It’s […]