Taxes seem to melt me, drain me and render me about as unintelligible and useless as a melted lump of neapolitan Ice cream. My once happy, tasty and neatly presented attitude dwindles down to a rather bleak and tasteless mix of my former self. Humdrum inspired morbid curiosities such as cliff jumping with out a parachute and cobra wrestling seem to fill my mind.

The one hope that pulls me out of my troublesome tax induced trance are wonderful thoughts of a day when I will be with Christ in His free government.

A day when all of God’s children will cower before the tax man no more…that will be magnificent!

I cant wait for a government that gets it right every time because there is no wrong. The Joy of an eternity with Christ and His future will FAR surpass the feeling that comes over me when I go from red to green on the Turbo Tax!

Come Lord Jesus! Take me home to that place where I am no longer reminded that I am paying for abortions, abominations and Obamas!

Just some thoughts needing to be flushed ten minutes after filing!

Able