Crossed

YOU NEVER KNOW…DO YA?

Resting in His Grace

V, I’ll call him. Read carefully because you may meet him one day too. The first time I met the man, I just knew there was no way on earth I could like him.

He is a very set in his ways elderly man working as an advisor for the company I am employed by. You understand what that means? He is paid a lot of money to find everything that I am doing wrong and then advise the company on how badly I’m doing it and then of course how much better his way is. His paycheck depends on my failures.

His first words to me were, “Who are you?” You would have to catch my tone to grasp what my ears heard.

‘and……. just who are you?’

Months into this process, I became tolerant of V, but by no means does this mean I took a liking to…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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