A quiet town nestled into the bluffs lining the river – a popular city site of a former flour mill – the corner cafe in a tiny town hidden amongst the trees – a bakery, a lighthouse, a place for a rendezvous. All these images stir the imagination and create thoughts of another time and place. The artist catches the lights and darks. He plants his brush strokes firmly and at times whimsically. He watches as color is reflected upon distant objects and creates an image that will create new memories. All forms of art can create a kaleidescope of magical patterns and design. Find your inner artist.
STAYING CONNECTED
It’s hard to be part of the world today. Even though we’re all connected to our home towns, our communities, our families, our church, we’re still living life apart from them. In the past year we’ve opted to stay away from the news media as much as possible. There are times we feel the need to connect, but whenever we tune in, it’s nothing but depression, grief, sadness, bigotry, hatred and all the other negativity that reaches our air waves on a daily basis.
Minneapolis in 1973 was a much different city than it is today. We moved from a small town in Wisconsin because of a job opportunity. The tallest building was the IDS tower which had just been completed the year before. Minneapolis was a cultural center, with the sophistication of a big city, but the down hominess of a kind and caring population. So much can happen in half a century. Cities grow bigger. Corruption and crime grow too. Like weeds, those tendrils of hatred and ugliness weave their way through a “Minnesota nice” community and begin to infest every area.
Time tends to change us, but when you look at history, things rarely change much. We just experience some of those changes in different ways. We react to them with different opinions. We address them sometimes out of a feeling of guilt for past actions, or because we sincerely want to see things turn around. It’s really not up to us to determine what others are thinking.
We can’t hide from every day, just by turning off the news. Last night we received a call from our son, who lives on the other side of town, to assure us that they were safe. Since we hadn’t been watching the news, we were completely unaware of a carjacking and shooting that occurred only blocks from their home. Had we known, we would’ve been worried, but our isolation from the facts kept us unaware. It didn’t change the fact that a crime occurred or that someone died in the process. By hiding from the world, we aren’t guaranteeing self-protection. By being ignorant of the truth, we can easily jump to our own conclusions and make irrational judgments.
When we’re connected to the King of the Universe, we are not guaranteed a world without fear. We’re not assured perfection in all our dealings. We’re not given a free pass to do what ever we want, because we won’t have to suffer consequences for bad behavior. We are promised that God will be with us through all of it. He will give us the wisdom to choose the right way to live. He will help us discern between good and evil. We can’t hide from Him, because He’s always there. He knows every idiosyncrasy, every fault, every sin, every misdeed and flaw. We are accountable to Him for the way we live, but only He can provide for our redemption. Instead of running away – run to Him. He is the only way.
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GOD IS AVAILABLE
A curtain made of yarn and linen woven together with greatest skill –
Designed to honor the face of God.
Only one could come into this holy place.
Only one could enter and only at the appointed time.
Cherubim meticulously crafted into the cloth of royal colors – purple, blue and scarlet.
Colors of the King of Kings.
The purple shows His passion – His love for all and His willingness to die for us.
The blue might be the heavenly realm from which He came and to where He ascended. There He has reserved a place for us.
The scarlet reminds us of the blood – true blood – true flesh – true man and still true God
Shed in payment for the sins of the world.
The curtain stands no longer. It has been torn in two.
God has shown His miraculous love for mankind.
The door is open now for me and you.
IT IS FINISHED!
The sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was torn down the middle. Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last. Luke 23:45-46
At the moment that our Savior spoke His last words on the cross and died as our Redeemer, the curtain in the temple was torn in two. In the original temple built by Solomon, God was specific about the dimensions of everything that went into it. The curtain that divided the Holy of Holies was to set this special place apart and only be accessible to the priest once a year.
We don’t know if this was the case in the rebuilding of the temple by Herod, but the significance of this event is so symbolic, it’s worth thinking about. The original dimensions of the curtain were to be 60′ high with a width of the fabric to be 4″ thick. It would take an act of God to cut through something like this from top to bottom and right down the center. Whatever the size of the curtain, it was a true sign that Jesus had finished the mission He was sent to complete. No more would a curtain divide God from His children. We now have access to Him at any moment in time as well as being able to approach Him with confidence that we’ll be heard.
The perfect sacrifice had been accomplished. The unblemished Lamb of God was given for the sin of the world. On the third day, He would have defeated the devil, conquered death, paid the ransom for our sins and returned to life as we also will,
Good Friday was a horrific reminder of the costly price for our redemption. It also is witness to Jesus’ mission accomplished. Easter Sunday is a glorious example of what we have to look forward to when we depart from this earth. We will rise again, as Jesus did. We will never die. Let that message live with you every day of the year and tell others about the gift waiting for them too.
FREEDOM!
The cry for freedom has been shouted for centuries. I wonder if William Wallace, a Scottish knight who fought for Scotland’s Independence in the thirteenth century, ever had thoughts that he would someday be portrayed in an epic performance. His name became synonymous with freedom as his band of everyday men multiplied and took on the strongest army in the world at the time. Their zeal for freedom was at the forefront of their endeavor and at times it almost looked like he would win, but the odds were against him, along with a tainted ruling class who was beholding to the English government. In the end, this soldier for freedom, was tortured, drawn and quartered and his body parts were displayed across England as an example to the common man, never again to rock the imperial boat.
When Martin Luther King, Jr. spoke the words, “Let freedom ring,” our country was consumed with racism. The call for freedom went unheeded for a long time and the people came together to raise the call again. Things began to change, but nothing would placate the past wrongs. Nothing would change what had been done for centuries. The memory of beatings, inhumane treatment, being viewed as animals or property rather than human beings could not be erased.
Today we hear the cry, “black lives matter,” “blue lives matter,”and “all lives matter” yet the problem of racism fills our streets with protests, acts of violence on both sides and more of a rift than there ever was between law enforcement and the common man. Now it seems that evil has replaced good and being part of any service vocation is frowned upon.
Respect for life is not limited to the black race. We have problems with unborn lives not mattering. There is concern for the homeless, the poor, our veterans, the aging. Christianity is taking a huge hit and the “church” has become an extension of society by giving in to popular social issues and looking for a place to be entertained rather than to be forgiven.
Strides were made in the last sixty years, but there still is much to be done for the equality of human life. Freedom never comes without a cost. Thankfully I have a Savior who has immersed Himself in all the yuck of this world and taken it to the grave to be buried and forgiven. Now there is true freedom – not because of what we’ve done, but what He did for us.
The answers to the world’s problems will probably never be solved. No matter what opinion you have, there will always be someone who opposes it. There will be differences in our thinking, our actions and our solutions will not come easy. Whatever we do in our lives will almost always be offensive to someone. There is nothing we can do about that, but we can have complete freedom in our hearts, knowing that God is using all of this for His purpose. He is in control and is also the One who never changes.
LET FREEDOM RING
To soar with the eagles no matter how high,
To reach all my goals or at least I can try,
To try and to fail but never give up,
to turn to my God to fill my cup,
To speak what I feel without fear of dissension,
To believe what I choose without intervention,
To live without fear and to follow my dreams,
To love and be loved with a peace that redeems.
The only thing needful for freedom that’s true,
Is to love one another as Jesus loved you.
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WAIT A LITTLE LONGER
Gliding through the morning waters, watching as the sun breaks through,
All alone as diamonds glisten, dancing in the shining dew,
Slicing through the still clear water, searching for the perfect place,
Never hearing sounds that haunt you, feel the wind upon your face.
Leaving all your cares behind you, stealing just a little time,
Grabbing comfort where you find it, searching out a place sublime,
When your life is complicated, faltering you soon will drown,
When you’re base is God’s foundation, you will surely come around.
When you glide through roughest waters, leaving caution to the wind,
Caring not for intervention, even when your heart has sinned,
That’s the time to trust in Jesus, He will never let you fall,
He’s the rock of your salvation, He has born the sins of all.
God will captain your adventure, He is with you all the way,
Even in your recreation, He’ll be with you as you play,
Life’s too short to drift and flounder, take some time to contemplate,
Get away from all the pressure, bait your line then sit and wait.art &
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AN ACT OF RANDOM KINDNESS – ARK
The movie, “Evan, Almighty,” featuring Morgan Freeman as God had one line that stuck with me. At the end, Evan who is a modern day Noah, learns the valuable lesson that what it takes to change the world is an act of random kindness. This clever sentence sums up how transformation begins. From the lowly caterpillar that emerges from his cocoon to the transforming of ideals, philosophies and basic principles of a country should take note of that very thought. Think of it. If everyone did just one act of human kindness – not because they were required to, but because they wanted to – there would be a huge metamorphous to the world as we know it today.
When sin disfigured life as God had planned it, there was nothing He could do but destroy it and start over. We all know the story of Noah and the Ark. It’s really more than a fable, since almost every culture today has a worldwide flood story in their history. A handful of survivors would come through the flood and live to repopulate the world – to transform it. We all know what happened when man was left to his own devices. Transformation requires action. God makes it happen, but we are left to care for it. It’s up to us to make a difference for future generations.
We’re reminded of the fragility of life and the lack of respect for it when a senseless act of evil unfolds. If we let the events that occur in the world get us down, we’ll lose the biggest battle we ever have to face as human beings. The desire to do things our own way, will definitely get in the way of God’s plans.
The ideal world would be filled with a population that loved God and obeyed His law. The perfect place would be one where people cared about each other more than they care about themselves. Paradise was once lost, but we have the hope of perfection in eternity. In the meantime, it’s up to us to make our time on earth worth living. We can only do that with the help of our Creator. He who formed the sea and all its inhabitants- who carved through granite mountains and made streams trickle down to water the earth – who created life itself – He is the only One we can turn to in times like these.
One act of random kindness can and will make a difference. The first step is to set yourself in the background and reach out to someone else. It won’t happen on its own. God will bless those acts and He will transform our world, but it won’t happen unless we take the first step.
Dear God, keep us steadfast in your Word, so that we can walk this earthly walk with confidence. Even when things seems so out of control, remind us of your enduring love and presence. We must hang on to the only truth that gives us hope. Clinging to the things of this world won’t deliver peace in the end. None of our earthly possessions will go with us when we die. Lord, life is fleeting. You remain the same day by day. Amen!!
LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL
The heavy mist of morning fog, can cloud our thinking and our hope,
The things that lie before us now, are lost from vision and our scope,
We try so hard to fix it all, then realize we are too small,
We must rely on someone else. Who can we trust, who can we call,
The Lord of Light will show the way, He hears our pleas when we just pray,
Don’t hesitate to call His name, He gives us strength to guide our way.
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ABIDE WITH ME
Swift to its close ebbs out life’s little day;
earth’s joys grow dim, its glories pass away.
Change and decay in all around I see.
O thou who changest not, abide with me.
Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes.
Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.
Heaven’s morning breaks and earth’s vain shadows flee;
in life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.
Verses 2 & 5 of “Abide with Me,” from Lutheran Hymnary
In a world that’s constantly changing, in flux, transforming or redesigning itself, isn’t it good to know that we have a God that never changes? This week I’ve been talking about change – which seems to be in the news again. We need change to progress – to get better – to straighten out the kinks and clear the garbage out of the way. We must be open to change for the better of our communities, our churches, our homes. We must be willing to make change when we see improprieties in legalities which seem immovable.
This week in MInneapolis, we’ve again seen an act of violence carried out by a police officer as another police officer is on trial for a similar crime. Those who have sworn to uphold the law are facing charges of defying that very law. I will make no statement regarding my feelings about either of these events – for when I do, I’m often misinterpreted. What I will say is that there comes a time when change is necessary for the good of the whole of civilization. It will not be accomplished through more violence. It will not be won through looting or burning down businesses that are just beginning to recover from a pandemic and remnants of rebuilding from the violence of last year. It will not be determined by politicians who want to be re-elected. We’re often told that this is the only way that the voices can be heard. Even then, the voices are muffled by unhearing ears on both sides of the fence.
There is a way in which understanding can be achieved. The laws of our country were set up for the purpose of protecting all people from harm, danger, death, and loss. This includes people of all colors. It was also established as a way of creating order out of a chaotic system of lawlessness, which began a long time ago when our country was just a new nation. It was a time when people were afraid to walk the streets for fear of being shot at or mugged. Sound familiar?
We’ve spent the last year living in isolation from each other. In that year, we are still experiencing laws being broken. We’re under daily curfews. We still see inhumanity and injustice. We still hear the loud voices of discontent, but those voices often close their own ears from listening to the other side.
For those of us who have hope in God’s promise for eternity, we know there is a light at the end of the tunnel. We know that a better place lies beyond this. Too bad we have to die to experience that. But we don’t have to wait. We have a God who is consistent. He never will change and we can count on that. Today, make the world better by having real conversations with your fellow man. Conversation is not all about talking. It’s also about listening. Everyone tends to say things without thinking when they feel abused, wronged or angry. Take a breath. Look at the entire picture and then come together and debate the issues sensibly. When we take God into that conversation, we are opening doors that we never even knew existed. We must trust in His almighty wisdom, for He is the One we’re all accountable to.
GOD IS IN CONTROL
ORIGINAL ART & INSPIRATION BY KATHY BOECHER©
Our lives are like a thin, frayed thread,
Our thoughts are filled with fear and dread,
The tines of life like wildfire spread,
We even wish that we were dead,
He never will let go.
Yet God would not release His hold,
He held us tightly in the fold,
To teach us to be strong and bold,
He never let His love grow cold,
He never will let go.
His roots run deep, His hold is strong,
He keeps us where we now belong,
He turns us right when we do wrong,
His Word is like a lovely song,
He never will let go.
He pulls us out of danger’s way,
He gives us light in each dark day,
He leads us back when we would stray,
He even teaches us to pray,
God never will let go.
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BEING EXCLUSIVE SHOULD BE INCLUSIVE
Being a Christian is not being part of an exclusive group of people who have received favor from God. Jesus tells us that His kingdom is in heaven, but His mission on earth was to redeem those who were lostTOn sin. That, to me, indicates that He came to save everyone. He ministered to all people, from various walks of life as well as those who others considered to be “low-lifes.” Why can’t we be more like He was? Well, for one thing, He’s God and we aren’t. However, His life is to be an example for us to follow. Still, everyday we see injustice, unfair treatment, bizarre behavior, immorality, hate, bigotry and on and on. We’ve forgotten how to talk to each other as well as how to listen to one another. In our exclusiveness, we’ve turned people away from Christ’s everlasting message, rather than bringing the good news to their attention.
We’ve all had experiences where we place our trust in a close knit group of people. For some it’s a group we share coffee and conversation with. For some it can mean being part of a clique or gang that makes you feel important. In the world of business, your success is a measure of your worth. In regard to your popularity, it can be your sense of humor, your zest for life, your ability to manage more than the average person that gets attention. There is even a sort of hierarchy in the church that poses that same works oriented value on people, In God’s eyes, we’re all the same. Even though we don’t deserve to be in His inner circle, every human life has the same opportunity to be part of it.
Have you ever heard Jesus differentiate among people? He definitely criticized what was happening with the leadership of the church, because it was going against God’s Word. He associated with all kinds of people, from the very rich to those who had lived in poverty throughout their existence. He conversed with prostitutes, tax collectors, lepers, princes, soldiers – people from every walk of life. His mission was not to save one exclusive group over another. He came to save all of humanity.
That is the good news we all need to hear right now. Our hearts are breaking in so many ways, but God loves us so much that He gave His life for us. He then overcame death and resurrected as a foreshadowing of what we will experience in the end. In order to come together again, we must be willing to talk and to listen. Those key elements to problem solving have been underused for a long time. Instead we often feel our voice is the only one worth mentioning. Instead we should be following the commandment that Jesus gave us.
“A new commandment I give to you, that you love one another: just as I have loved you, you also are to love one another.” John 13:34 ESV
FIRE & BLOOD IN THE STREETS
This is a rerun of a post written on 5/29/2010 during another time of protest and injustice.
Pools of crimson stain the streets.
People running, hiding, covering themselves and those near them,
Fear ensues, then pain, followed by anger and rage,
Faces and heads shrouded in black,
Too cowardly to show themselves,
Misdirected,
Searching,
Groping for something to believe in,
Something to hang on to,
Do they find peace in causing others pain or in ending lives?
Where is the righteousness?
Blood flows from a beaten, smitten corpse,
Hanging on an instrument of torture,
This One not taking life, but giving it through His own precious blood.
That is righteousness, bought and paid for the ugliest of us.
Refreshing, cleansing rain falls softly on an eager earth,
Thirsting for relief and longing for renewal and rebirth.
The tears of God bring respite for the dying soul,
He gave His only Son to fill a gaping hole,
The hole that widens every day,
When we forget to turn to Him and pray,
As branches dance and lightening fills the air,
I think of Him who takes away each care.
We see the need for God’s power to inspire us once again,
To cleanse our hearts and wash our souls in His refreshing rain.
TRANSFORMATION
The idea of transformation is tough for most of us. We feel comfortable in our own skin. Change isn’t easy. In fact, many of us are satisfied to live the same every day, without ever taking chances, risks or any alteration in behavior , because they want no complications along the way.
We’re exposed to advertising that urges us to dress to kill, reshape our bodies, shop until we drop, climb the ladder of success, do the unthinkable. The world lures us into believing that we deserve the best. All we need to do is step on someone else’s toes on your way. Competition has sadly become the norm.
Then we notice something else about our world. It’s filled with injustice, unfair treatment and all sorts of inhumane behavior. Our streets become battlefields. Our neighborhoods become territories for drug lords, looters, violence. Our homes are breeding grounds turning out children without parents. Morality seems to hit an all time low, but next week it will sink even lower. We try to find the answers to all of the insanity and it leads us to believe there is no answer.
There is an answer. We won’t find it in the news stories that break each day. It’s not available online to be delivered to your door for a price. It won’t show up in universities, churches or places of great knowlege. Our transformation occurred when we were redeemed by Jesus and His precious blood. He took away the ugly part of us – making us acceptable to His Holy Father. Thus our souls were washed clean. We know we will inherit the keys to paradise and that death will have no dominion over us ever again.
Therefore, all that we do in this world will be affected by that transformation. We can make life decisions based on God’s plan for us. We can trust in His perfect direction. That doesn’t mean there won’t be problems. In fact, we may expect more than our share of them. Yet we no longer dispair in those difficulties. We continue being works in progress. Part of that restoration requires us to trust in God’s will. He promises to give us a way out. We can push forward, even in a world filled with ugliness. We can stand united in Christ who has given us the victory.
A STROLL THROUGH TOWN – A GALLERY
An artist on the move will find interesting locations and take them into his vision. He will look at lights and shadows, contrast, clarity, and focus in on the subject matter. Like a photographer, he can replicate an image. As an artist he can take it a step further and make it a part of himself. Creativity, intensity, grasp for all that God has laid before him, the artist will pour his heart into the work.
DOES NEW LIFE COME FROM A COCOON?
Remember the old movie, “Cocoon?” It’s listed as science fiction because some of the main characters were aliens that had been frozen in time in large cocoons and dropped into the ocean for future observation. Years later the pods are retrieved and placed in a swimming pool until they can again be transported to their original planet. A group of elderly people begin swimming in the pool and are transformed. Their aging bodies are invigorated and their youth returns. This movie was released in 1985, with notable actors like Don Ameche, Wilford Brimley, Hume Cronyn, Jessica Tandy and Gwen Verdon. For a time these elderly folks are experiencing new life. When the spaceship returns to carry off the cocoons, they offer to take the old fogies back with them. Some decide to go while others cling to life as they know it.
At the time of its release, I remember thinking that this must be what it’s like to get old and dream of going to heaven. Though it was just a story, appealing to a wide audience, I wasn’t thinking about death at the time. My life was just beginning. My husband was on the cusp of building a business. I was busy raising three growing youngsters and had just returned to college to take some theatre courses which I could use as a drama instructor. We were at the middle of our existence. Old age wasn’t even a thought.
We all go through a metamorphous of sorts through our lives. When we reach middle age we look forward rather than back. When we reach retirement, we might think that all we can do is look back at our past – our accomplishments and failures – our decisions, good or bad. Each stage in life is a step in our transformation process. As we get closer to the end of it, we realize that our hope doesn’t lie in this place – this time – the people we love. Our hope is in the future in a place that provides for all our needs, takes away all our pain and gives us complete peace..
As Christians, we believe that our time on earth is a time of grace, gifted to us by our Creator. It’s an opportunity for us to share the good news of God’s future plans for us. This message isn’t exclusive to Christians, because Jesus came for everyone. God’s inspired words in the Bible are His words and they provide us with the key to living forever.
The thought of dying comes to us when we grow older. We don’t relish the thought of leaving loved ones behind. We don’t want to leave any unfinished business. However, death will come to all of us. It’s a fact of that we will all face. When we have faith that our Almighty God has provided us with our salvation, the thought of heaven is eternal paradise.
A BRIDGE TO SOMEWHERE
A tattered bridge seemingly leads to nowhere,
It swings precariously over a raging river of trouble,
An ominous, green cast shrouds the waters,
In the haze of life’s existence,
We could despair,
We could fall,
We could hang on for dear life,
Or we could let go and rest,
In the powerful consolation,
Of God and His Holy Word,
There is always hope,
Never give up.
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I SMILE BECAUSE I’M HAPPY!
The photo I’ve chosen today is representaive of what’s going on in my life right now. It shows that joy can’t be hidden, even if the result is difficult for some to look at. You can’t stop joy from overflowing, when your heart is full of it. We’ve had one week since sharing the news of the Gospel and God’s redeeming grace and already there have been many attempts to take away the excitement – the freedom – the unshackling of the hold of sin. The world has seen to that. Still, as believers in Jesus and His mission on earth as Son of Man as well as Son of God, we should be bubbling over with enthusiasm for the amazing gift we’ve been given.
No amount of negative thinking, shame or guilt is going to blot out the joy unless we allow it to. My advice to everyone who wants to approach the rest of their lives with a positive attitude, is to turn to the Savior of the World. Jesus took on our guilt. He carried our shame to the cross. He buried our sins in the grave. He did that for every human life that ever existed or will come to be. That isn’t just good news for a few. It’s meant for all. How can one not be joyful about such a confidently completed mission?
Each day we drift away from that great news, we start to doubt what was done for us – what was sacrificed on our behalf – how nothing is required from us – just an unconditional love that cannot be described in human terms.
Our souls have been cleansed by the Son of God. We will continue to experience setbacks through our lives, but we have the promise of eternity in paradise, where our aging bodies will be restored to perfection. We are assured of life for eternity, free from sin and temptation and in divine communion with our Maker. Sing for joy and don’t stop!
ALLELUIAH! HE IS RISEN INDEED!
C’MON MAY FLOWERS
It’s been a week of April showers and as my mom used to say, “April showers bring May flowers.” I started painting flowers one summer when my allergies were so bad, I couldn’t venture into my garden. I’m not nearly as inspired as my husband is to paint. I’d rather paint with words, but some days you need to broaden your horizons. Trying something we aren’t in the habit of doing – walking in a different neighborhood – venturing beyond the safety of our own backyard – stepping outside the box – can seem forboding to some while exciting to others. Somewhere in between there has to be a happy medium.
Taking that first step into the unknown is the hardest. Anytime we’re called upon to do something we’ve never done before, or are challenged to explore different avenues it can be downright scary. But even as we age, there is no end to the discoveries we are yet to experience. By passing them by, we’re losing an opportunity. Try something new today!
NEW LIFE
The dark days of winter have finally passed, a new day awakes with the sun,
The earth now gives way to the greening of grass, the squirrels are all on the run,
A robin is perched on a sweet budding branch, a cardinal sings beautiful tunes,
A newly tilled field lies awaiting a chance, to enjoy the sun’s long afternoons,
From dormant, dead soil, springs new life once again, sweet flowers explode in the rain,
The water from God benefits the terrain, and gives all that it needs to sustain,
The process of life, makes us blessed like the earth, with seasons of unending bliss,
The story begins at the time of our birth, there are days that we’d rather dismiss,
We cannot escape trouble, it’s part of the plan, to test and refine us each day,
To strengthen our growth in life’s tenuous span, to trust in our God as we pray,
No more will we lay in that backbreaking ground, a new life awaits in the end,
Upon our last day, we’ll inherit a crown, given by our sweet Jesus, our friend.
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