Checkers Vs Chess
We play checkers....God plays chess
Our quick game of checkers usually result
in distress...
He knows all ....sees all
Don’t need a crystal ball...
In silent rescue...He plays His game of chess;
always 10 moves ahead
working on our hasty chaotic mess...
All the while we boil in the oil of impatience;
contemplating our fate...
Before we know it...God says —checkmate!
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