Waiting to Belong Again

It's just a matter of time now.  I am at the airport in Charleston, S.C. waiting to complete my final leg of my trip. I drove the Stang down and am returning to get the family.  As I await this newest change in my life to take hold I can't help but to think of how much I miss my "environment".  I am not a fan of transition; especially if it involves my being forced to exist in a neutral situation.  You see, I'm not one to go out, except to a movie or two or a restaurant for dinner, and I don't particularly care for large crowds.  Over the years I have made certain that I furnish my home with any and every thing I need in order to be comfortable, entertained, and self-sufficient. And I'm not just that way when it comes to creature comforts.  If I need to borrow an item from a neighbor that simply lets me know that I need to get my own.  What's wrong with that? Nothing as far as I can see.  I'm the type of person who would rather not regularly loan out my yard tools or my movies or anything else I consider of importance or value, because if the borrower happens to break a tool or loan out my item to a third party or even slightly damage the item, I could not bring myself to having them replace it.  I'm just that way.   It's not that I value things over people, (those of you who know me can atttest to that), but not everyone takes care of your things as if they were their own.  (Or perhaps they do and that's why they break, damage or lose them).   Be honest, have you ever had a neighbor who "borrowed" everything from a cup of sugar, a bar of soap, or even a roll of toilet paper and never returned anything?  Why do they always say, "can I borrow"?  They should just be honest and say "Give me such-and-such because you know I'm not bringing a darn thing back".  I could respect that as opposed to a lie. How do you return a slice of bread anyway? And after they borrow all of your goods they soon get paid and throw a cook-out with friends and music and drinking and some of everything and they don't even invite you; let alone pay you back.  I can hear some of your overly benevolent hearts saying, "We must care for the poor and the more unfortunate".  Yes, I am all for that, but most of these folks are neither poor nor unfortunate, just lazy. To be brutally honest they are users; takers.  They ride around poor all the day long looking for a way to get what you have worked so hard to acquire. .   And it's really pitiful when they call themselves a child of God and never show any kind of fruit.  If you are in a relationship with God your tree will bear fruit, and in turn you will bless others.  I sincerely believe aliens from another world have come to planet earth and these type people are they!  
 You are probably wondering what has caused me to be in such a mood. I told you that I didn't like displacement and you are getting a first hand feel as to what I am like when I don't have my stuff.  But am I telling the truth or what?  I rest my case.
Lord, save me from this limbo.
Have a great day.
Dennis