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Proverbs of a 35 yr old man.

I drove by two cemeteries, one was well kept, cleaned and mowed often. The other had high grass, weeds and old dirty tombstones. It made me think how precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints. Even though dead and long forgotten in history. God has not forgotten them because in Christ they have life even though they have died. We all have this hope that we are buried with the True King of Israel Jesus and very soon will rise again in Him to the newness of life with God forever. Without Christ and His Sacrifice we are not buried in the spiritual tombs of Kings, Priest, and the precious saints of Jesus that have gone before us. We are buried outside with the enemy of our souls and the cities of this world. Where it is dark and void, with overgrown high weeds of sorrow awaiting a just judgment of life without Christ.

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