I don't understand it completely myself, Leora. The place was falling down around my ears. It doesn't hold a candle to my new place. The men are sure making short work of bringing the Tin Can down, though. I had to come back here and see that the sacrifice is warranted.
As I see pieces of it pulled off the main body, nothing but rot and weakness is exposed. The men aren't even sure if it will make it in one piece wherever it is that dead Tin Cans go.
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Psalm 119:105 Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.