Now then, you Congressmen clean the outside of the cup and dish, but inside you are full of greed and wickedness. You foolish people! Did not the one who made the outside make the inside also? But now as for what is inside you—be generous to the poor, and everything will be clean for you.
Shame to you Congressmen, because you neglect justice and the love of God. You should have practiced the latter without leaving the former undone.
Shame to you Congressmen, because you love the most important seats in the Senate and respectful greetings in the marketplaces.
Shame to you, because you are like unmarked graves, which people walk over without knowing it and have no idea of the corruption that’s a few inches beneath their feet.
And you experts in the law, shame to you, because you load people down with burdens they can hardly carry, and you yourselves will not lift one finger to help them.
Shame to you experts in the law, because you have taken away the key to knowledge. You yourselves have not entered, and you have hindered those who were entering.
I wrote an old fashioned check, stuffed it into an envelope with a forever stamp, and sent it off to the bank. My car is now paid off! 
I live in New Orleans; city of festivals, Mardi Gras, tourism, Cajun food, and jazz music. The one year anniversary of taking faith steps of moving here is around the corner. The city and I have become good friends, quickly. I slid right into step with the culture. Although I’m not native I am proud to now consider myself a local. I can give you directions and tell you the best places to eat. I have bowls of beads on my table. I know not to wear flip-flops to the quarter. I’ve experienced roaches bigger than my dog and been swarmed by termites. I’ve also become pretty much ok with being soaked with sweat any given day of the very long summer.
