Today...
Today...
Is the 25th of September It's almost over, but I feal still all the more alive: Although my soul wishes to timber...
Yes placing qucumbers on my eyes will help....
But lets make the best of what we have here in America even though there is such advanced poverty from created destiny all because we have faith almost more in the "Federal Reserve" than the Lord of Host; Who we should really serve!
So let's not bost of our own doings, but of the things above that the LORD has done yes he gave us breath (from the trees) water (from the ground & sky) earth to walk upon (from his own two hands) LIGHT (from his own words of truth) etc, etc....
May we be thankfull & be good till death & than soon receave the crown of LIFE...
With or with our strife.
END
JELaurin
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