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Where I am residing ...


Romans 8:30 

30 And those He predestined, He also called; and those He called,

He also justified; and those He justified, He also glorified.

 

Don’t be sidetracked My son ... don’t spit upon the ground.

Life itself far beyond anything you can see.

Destiny is in My hands ... I’m prepared for every round.

Invest your time wisely ... you know the time is near.

 

Far beyond your dreams ... is where I am residing.

Smiling in the atmosphere ... where the Eternal rules.

Temporal just a speck from where I am presiding

over security in heart ... built on everlasting truth.

 

All things are predestined there are no accidents.

All things fit the puzzle laid out before creation.

No one really knows ... except God, the Father

Who prepared everything beyond the end of all nations?

 

Jan Wienen

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