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Soon Man Will Count All His Days, And Then Smaller Segments Of The Day, And Then Smaller Still—until The Counting Consumes Him, And The Wonder Of The World He Has Been Given Is Lost.

Scenery Without Solace Is Meaningless.

Love Like Rain, Can Nourish From Above, Drenching Couples With Soaking Joy. But Sometimes, Under The Angry Heat Of Life, Love Dries On The Surface And Must Nourish From Below, Tending To Its Roots, Keeping Itself Alive.

Because One Thing God Gave Us- And I'm Afraid It's At Times A Little Too Much- Is Freewill. Freedom To Choose. I Believe He Gave Us Everything Needed To Build A Beautiful World, If We Choose Wisely.

Something Is Always Happening Somewhere.