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While Death Waits, We Must Not

Like it or not, or try to will it away. Death is directed to come our way. It's unavoidable; so none need be dismayed. It's coming whether we meditate or medicate. It's not our fault or because we chose to stray. On occasions, there might be a slight delay, depending on God's mercy and if we pray. But while death often waits, we must not. Allow me an attempt to explain it this way. So often, when we hear the footsteps of death coming our way, we grieve and weep, or fear and tear. I tell you, life is meant to be lived and shared to the end. Whatever in life we were designed to be or do, let's be/do it. Let's share that God-Gift while we can for as long as we can. If it's something we cannot do physically, let's teach others how. Let's not take our God-Talent to the grave, but use it; give it away. We all have been challenged in some way, or given bitter herbs. Whatever our lot in life, we and our lot matter to God and the world. There's room enough on the stage of life, for you, me, they, and them. Yesterday is gone; tomorrow may never come. Let's be/do it today! 062621PSCtest, All Yours (27), Brain Strand. 1P

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Date: 6/28/2021 7:47:00 PM
Beautiful. Congratulations!
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Date: 6/29/2021 5:02:00 PM
Hi Christuraj. I appreciate your comment.

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