Country people … City people


Just something I thought one day … Thought I’d share it here. 😉 Read it with humor the intent.

I don’t mean to put down any of you city people out there, because country people have many problems too. But being a country person moved to the city, I have observed some things that are interesting:

Country people grow up as part of a community
City people grow up dealing with a community.
Country people take time for people when they see them
City people are tired of seeing people all the time.
Country people are in everybody’s business keeping people in line
City people are taught to stay out of everybody’s business while standing in line.
Country people shoot people when they are doing something they shouldn’t
City people are shot by the people doing something they shouldn’t.
Country people ride buses to school and hope someone will notice their new shoes
City people walk to school and hope no one takes their new shoes
Country people drive many miles to go to churches which are few and far between
City people drive past many miles of churches, many right next door to each other
Country church people know what’s going on with individuals and a small group is formed to help them out
City church people already have small groups but don’t know what’s going on with the individuals in them
Country people leave their doors unlock in case a neighbor needs to get something
City people lock up their doors tight so a neighbor won’t take something
Country people see someone doing wrong and they call the person’s parents
City people see someone doing wrong and they call the police.
But I think the biggest difference is …
When country people look out their windows, they see God and what He has done
When city people look out their windows, they see man and what he has done.

Like I said at the beginning, country people have their problems too and could probably learn a few things from city people. But being a country person at heart, I can’t see those things. But right now, from where I sit, I’d gladly take the stink of the fresh country air (cow poo), than deal the poo that stinks up the city air. LOL

Hope it doesn’t offend anyone, just a country girls thoughts one day, missing home, family, and friends.

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