Life

Is Like A Barstool

What makes a chair? It has at least one leg like a barstool.

Life is like sitting on a barstool made of one central legs and one or more supporting legs.

My central "leg" is God, and the other legs are people that support my life like my family and close friends.

So even when one of my "supports" breaks down or gets shorter, I may feel unsettled and unsteady for a while, but I still don't fall.

God is like one of those heavy duty metal supports permanently welding my chair to the floor, so if even all of the rest of my chair legs fail, I know I will never fall.

Who, or what, makes up YOUR barstool?