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The Meaning of Life

It’s hard to let go of the past when all you do is find. The miles and miles of memories you store up in your mind. The times when friends were true friends and enemies were few. A time where fun is all you had, and joy is all you knew. You once played chase and tag and ball. You stayed outside ‘till mother called. You ran and jumped and swung a bat. You played with frogs and things like that. You always had to clean your plate, but even then your life was great. Then suddenly in a flash the days fly by and the past has past. It’s now time that you became a man. You work for that guy Uncle Sam. You put away your childhood things and focus on your wedding rings. You rush and rush ‘till life turns cold; 'till your bones are week and your bodies old. Then one day your life moves on. You memory f a d e s ……. and then…..is gone. Is this the reason that life began? Are we a freak of nature? Is there a greater plan? Where we made when the stardust fell? Was it a Big BANG? Did life start with one cell? NO, no, no people LISTEN …. It’s none of these. It’s not science or evolution or anyone’s theories. Its God the Father …… that’s it ….. It’s true. For with just one word He formed me and you. Open up your eyes and confess your sins, for when you let Him into your heart THEN your new life begins. I guess the answer to life’s question isn’t so hard to define. It’s not about money, or the passing of time. You see it’s all about God, and the grace that He gives. Without it you die …… but with it you live. So, if you look to the one who paid the price, there you will find the Meaning of Life in JESUS CHRIST.

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