Like falling sands in an hour glass are earths short
sighted human plans. Air, water and food become less as people grow more tightly
concerned on the orb of diminishing self-reliance.
Reimagined plans are forecast in the evolving crucible
of pressure placed on all people. New paradigms emerge amid impending death. Change
creeps in, the largest picture comes in view.
Hanging on an endless string, We’re in the Bubble Of Time
Eternity is all around, Knocking on our Bubble Of Time
Sharp bright minds gather in global think tanks trying
to redesign yesterday’s best plans. Parts of the old stage for performing life
is salvaged for impromptu presentations every day.
Hanging on an endless string, We’re in the Bubble Of Time
Eternity is all around, Knocking on our Bubble Of Time
Scripts are rewritten routinely several times daily,
based on the newest epic shocks from the most current and constant cataloging
of Coronavirus.
Brain storms are increasingly causing spontaneous
respect for God. A reoccurring clear calm is beginning to rest on prayer
warriors, like flakes find humble peace settling in a snow globe.
Hanging on an endless string, We’re in the Bubble Of Time
Eternity is all around, Knocking on our Bubble Of Time
Recognition of God is a wonderful glorious event. The
Savior, Lord Jesus Christ is received in the minds of a few, who are not
burdened in the bubble of time.
The Lord taught in the Gospel of
John. John 14:27 New American Standard Bible (NASB)
27 “Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you;
not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your heart be
troubled, nor let it be fearful.”
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