Have you ever read the story of "The Three Little Pigs", it was one of the first books my generation learned to read. Required school reading. I laugh because times have change, children are learning to read on iPads instead of books.
My sister and I use to argue about what type of house we would choose. She wanted a house built of straw and I one of bricks. This argument happened before we knew the ending of the story. Who would have thought that a strong house meant you had to help whenever things went wrong.
A horse enjoys hey, however the wind can blow it away! A man can hurt another with a stick, the wind can take it out of "His" hand. The fire house creates the brick for the brick house, the wind can blow the fire out. The brick house can stand alone. However what is the purpose without the straw, stick, fire that created it! In all of it is about knowing that together you can create what is best for the whole.
I am not a pig or a farmer or even a wolf in sheepskin. I did not become a thing of a fool or anything of the world. What I do know is that "He" became those things for us that we don't have too.
What I do know it is about being together in good times and in bad. Helping those you love, even when the price your paying isn't worth it.
It is about the rejoicing of the victory you achieved together. Kicking all things out that herder you from the "Goal".
If one of you lies about another what does that bring you? Just a bunch of roofing material, barley and an empty ride. As empty as the life they choose for you! Or the identity they just stole.
Rejoice in all things!