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 Sunday, April 1

Longest journey

Man is born to trouble and sorrow. His life's boast is labour and pain. In them one is brought to the point of death, only for new life to be given. In them one is burnt to ashes, only for gold to appear. These I will experience forever, it is a long journey. Perhaps I will never get used to this, this condition of being in two states. That in learning to live, I must learn to die. I will still dread my sufferings, even when I'm told they are for my benefit. I will still ask, why God? when man's understanding could not explain why. And there will be only one perpetual reminder and answer. Jesus is GOD and man. In HIS death and resurrection, I continue living after my death. In learning to die, I learn to live.

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posted by Graciana@Home at 4:58 am

I am torn between loving self and wanting it to die. I fear that the death of self will kill and destroy me. I need to see that once self is killed, instead of dying, I find real life.
 
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