I have had two stark reminders of time, one
sorrow filled, one joyous. The death of
a young person reminded me that time will inevitably stop. Time seems eternal to the living but the
evidence to the contrary lies in every coffin.
I have become, in time, one year older.
It is my day of celebration of my birth.
At conception I was granted one of the greatest gifts of all, I was
placed inside time in order to exsist, exsist as a human being. Time is the mystery of mysteries and will
never be solved by humans because we all live in it and by it we all are. But there will come a period when time ceases
and either we do or there is a plan that does not involve time. In that plan we will be so far removed from
the form of our humanity that if we were to see ourselves with human eyes we
would readily believe we beheld a stunning angel or heinous demon. I believe that yesterday was born a stunning
angel that strolls with God. To Him are
all the honor, majesty, glory and praise.
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