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Race Of Grace


RACE OF GRACE The cloud pretended as if it won't cry as the hay keep scolding her. But when i bought her pretentious parcel,i discovered it was groceries of lies. It wept to the extent that i'm bewitched by it's spell. The rain drenched me till i lose the senses of feeling cold. I gave no regards to stagnant waters before me but burst into them like twas a leg-y- pool. Though, the fear of snake lurked within my heart, yet i have to pay homage to determination cos where i'm heading to promised bow. My sherbet-like dunlop got seperated from it's crest cos of the muddy trait of the water. Lots of difficulty did my vein beheld though invisible to it. The educated illiterate focus his gaze on me,with a sentence lurking in his heart; "Can't he hid from the rain",he had conceived that in his heart and wisdom has unveiled it to me through his betraying eyeballs. Nearer to my destination(A Church),the mood of my sole varied to aggression as i marched on even in waters apprehending fear for pan and can. Within few intervals, my ear perceive what it heard-the drum accossted by music and melodious air-birth produced by unknown trachea's-. Then,i heard "The feast of the bridegroom". Then he left! In explanation the Lord liken this above story to the journey to the kingdom of heaven. The man there represents christians. The pretending rain are pretending trials,that seems pleasant at the first sight but when in varies into variant oppositions. The water are embargo seasoned with fear that tries to stop christians from continuing the race. The man may rethink and return home since he's not far from home. But he was determined to arrive his destination without fear of languorous serendipities. The man that was moved at the culprit's course stands for earthens that persuade christians to retreat for a while and later continue the race. Though,such meant no harm but ensue delay. Towards the man's destination,the fearless mind he had stands for the grace of God that strenghten us when their is no strenght. The drum he perceived stands for the feast of the BrideGroom as the man heard. He made it there-to his destination- not because he determined but because he was determined with the right motive. Be determine with the right motive-Salvation in Holiness- and your determination will earn you The #ReignwithChrist.

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