Time Enough to be Born Again
After my wife passed I was told later that same year, by a different doctor, that I was going to die as well. Reason I mention this is not that I did not die, but rather that I've neglected Manna and the rest of the entire blog network I'd built up ever since.
When I joined the Air Force I thought four years was next to forever. Time fools us and soon we will wonder where it all went. I found I don't own anything whatever. I only coentrol it briefly, very briefly.
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I was born tabla rosa like everyone, into a space time existence. I can barely imagine existence without time. Space also makes fools of us all. We only know how big anything is, according to our awareness of it.
It could be as large as a barrel far as I am aware. Space and time are constantly building me up from birth to around fifty years in this embryonic life and then I decline and will literally rot away until I forget time all together. And all that time I am changing in appearance while thinking I am going to appear the same for a long long time. Jesus warns us the flesh will not help us.
I will be like a dead man out of mind. A mist in the wind. And as the terra firma planet turns? Even "terra firma" is hanging on what, nothing?