An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
Men like Parker Sampson. Now, I'll warn you, this story is NOT pretty and I would not have brought it here if the man's attitude had not so struck me. The man severs his own arm off with a pocket knife, is severely burned, and in noting his natural and obvious intent to "carry on" says:
"(I) came down here, had a prayer with God and the corn picker and me. Made it easier. Made peace with it."
I reckon most folks would be suing the machine's manufacturer, John Deer for not making their knife sharp enough, and they would be seeking disability payments from their company and the federal government and most certainly not be doing anymore desk work, let alone farming.
One can almost hear him then telling the reporter to leave him alone so he can get back to work.