So these servants went out onto the road and collected together every one they could find.
Bad and good alike.
But it is to ourselves first that we need to be kind.
It is us ourselves that we need to like.

It is not money that is the root of all evil, it is our own suffering.
It is not wealth that makes us happy or poverty disconsolate.
It is the mind that is our happiness smothering.
Sadly it is always another moment not this one that we all await.

It does not matter if we own ten homes or one or none.
At this moment we are only in one chamber, that of our mind.
It is in this moment in time that our happiness should be found and our fate spun.
Then in our last hour of sickness we can be resigned.

We need to focus on the present and ignore the past regretted and feared future groan.
But remember that under his care we are never alone.