We all know our bodies wear down. Many know that eventually our arties clog up with use, despite otherwise good health, and wear down our hearts pumping haarder and harder, signaling the imminently inevitable and ignoble end of our bodies. It just will not happen now. This is a definition of forever if we've ever heard it. Time is the puzzle here. Time fools us all in the end. Time fools so many that it is even mentioned in several current inscriptions on stones left behind. How did it all go by so quickly? It may be better to accept our death ahead of time, as many do in battle. What about accepting our bodily future while it is dimming, treating it like a cross as Jesus did. How do we do that, picking up our cross and following Jesus?
June 27. 2018 732am
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