Life
I was thinking the other day about humanity and its purpose. It is one question with a thousand answers. Some will say we were an accident, perhaps even a mistake. Others would suggest we were born to love and worship God Almighty. Of course, me being whom I am, (weird, strange and different) envisioned a different angle of the portrait.
Have you ever received a gift that was so exciting, that you just had to share it with a friend or a loved one? Have you ever beheld a sunset so rich in texture that it could not be uttered, but had to be seen and felt with the soul?
God is life. I donât mean just life. God is pure life, undefiled, exquisite, pure and joyous. Wherever God attends, death cannot enter. That which the Master breathes upon or touches has life, for heâs not the giver of death, but the author of life.
I was looking at a green landscape the other day. I not only looked at...
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