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My Time By God Foreordained

The time I will leave behind, to me does not belong- nor does the time before God placed me here. The only time that is mine to claim is that by God fore-ordained. I know not my time allowed but I know who holds it in his hand- a resource, more precious than wealth or worldly acclaim, non-renewable and fleeting as the lightning’s flash. To waste that time foolishly in trivial pursuits, would truly be a sin most grave- for I pass this way but once, never to return again. If I do not strive to leave behind a better place- then what value do I serve; either to my fellow man or to my God on high?

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