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Gnostic Thirst

The Lord is never threatened by the devil's ability to deceive and destroy, nor is He in the lease overwhelmed by man's wayward decent and defiance. The Lord Himself put the timelines in the layers of earth, rocks, and trees. These same lines have given reasons by many to disbelieve in the creation story. It's not just the timelines, but the heavens also declare God's glory and the open sky His handiwork. The entire universe in His vast domain has been set in motion to rise and fall by His decrees. It was the Lord who gave GPS to the birds and the bees and stop signs to the waves of the seas. When He used His loving hands to form man from the dust, or when God wrote the 10 Commandments with His own fiery hands, or when He inspired Moses to record the 5 books of the Pentateuch, He was not attempting to prove to anyone that he existed or explain the age and meaning of the universe. He was building relationships with the objects of His affection and was deeply hurt and saddened by man's mad rush to defection and defiance. I tell you, God encourages the pursuit of man's rule of the earth and the exploration of this great universe. So, if we should choose to expand our minds until our gnostic thirst is satisfied, or even until we replace our brains with millions of computers and A I devices, let none assume that their 'findings' will detect a world devoid of God. God has always been. God always is. God will always be. God will continue pursuing and loving us until the bitter end. Earthly satisfaction of the human thirst is limited to none. My prayer is that we agree with St. Augustine's conclusion of finding no rest except in God. 101519PoSoupCtest, Strand Select 9. No placement, Judged 011220, Written 101519. 2nd Ctest, Take The Dagger Out, Dear Heart

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