Last weekend it was time to fight back the jungle and trim the hedges around my front door. Watching from his normal perch sat my longtime icon of dolor and inertia, and being in maintenance mode, I noticed that the leg of his bench was starting to crumble. Even cement succumbs to time and weather. Also, apparently, to mold and algae.

He sits alone watching as the days and nights and his very foundation turn to rubble.

"I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh." Ezekial 36:26

This needs to happen.