"Memories of The Past"

"Lo, then would I wander far off, and remain in the wilderness. Selah." (Psalms 55:7) Just so you know, pumping gas was the happiest job that I ever had; it was great to serve others by filling their tanks, washing their window, checking their oil and tires, and then sending them safely on their way. There was no pressure of all the in's and out's, and the high's and low's of what it is like to be in the Pest Control Industry; and the Termite side of, which is my specialty, is far worse; there is no budget making here, it's all feast and famine. This is David thinking about the "wilderness", which is not the wilderness, as in the desert or a barren place, but a place which he was familiar with from his youth; a place where the only inhabitants were him and his sheep, and getting alone to fellowship with God was easy. There was no longer any place like that for him, and he realized that kind of a place was just a memory from the past. Imagine what it might have felt like to be able to remain out there for days, or weeks, or even months at a time, and not have anyone wondering where you were, or having anyone looking for you; good luck trying to do that now, because it's not easy to not be missed, not when you are the king of Israel. Once upon a time, my goal in life was to just wander around aimlessly, backpacking from place to place, and never being tied down by anything; but then I meet my wife, and I had to put on shoes and give up the freedom of the road. Where I live, here in Redding, there are hundreds of what we call "Street People", and I am always looking to see someone who is happy and at peace in that capacity, which is not very easy to find, at least not in the city. I still wonder what it would be like to just wander from place to place, not really having anything but what I could carry on my back, and just surviving on generosity. What a weird post this has become; I need to get back to real life, because I have bills that need to get paid...
 "If thou seest the oppression of the poor, and the violent perverting of judgment and justice in the province, marvel not at the matter: for he that is higher than is higher than the highest regardeth; and there be higher than they. Moreover the profit of the earth is for all: the king himself is served by the field. He that loveth silver shall not be satisfied with silver; nor he that loveth abundance with increase: this is also vanity. When goods are increased, they are increased that eat them: and what good is there to the owners thereof, saving the beholding of them with their eyes? The sleep of a labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much: but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to sleep." Ecclesiastes 5:8-12)