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Sniper on the loose


James 4:14 

14 You do not know about tomorrow. What is your life like? For you are a puff of smoke that appears for a short time and then vanishes.

 

Sniper

 

The news is full of a sniper turned loose on everyone fears.

Poof, you’re here and then you’re gone ... what about destiny?

Is it not important ... where you spent your future?

Is the temporal what counts ... not just a moment in agony?

 

Come on there is more to life ... then a sniper can take away.

There is more life in physical death ... then you can fathom here.

Is your reality not ... just somewhere buried in your head?

It seems so shallow there ... since your heart is filled with fear.

 

You still don’t get the picture ... you ain’t here to be forever?

If someone snuffs you out ... it is just a transformation.

If you have any doubt ... I hope you’ll meet a true believer.

You know they are few and far between in this generation.

 

Jan Wienen

 

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