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The stars that fill the midnight sky, or single grains of sand cannot compare to all his works too vast to understand.   What number counts the drops of rain that make the oceans wide? How many hours and days and years fill up eternal life?   How far the furthest star lies from the meager grasp of man? How far across this universe has he stretched forth his hand?   What mercy fills The Father’s heart which grants us time to grow? Too much for us to comprehend… too much for us to know.
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Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 9:19 PM UTC
Mercy
The stars that fill the midnight sky, or single grains of sand cannot compare to all his works too vast to understand.   What number counts the drops of rain that make the oceans wide? How many hours and days and years fill up eternal life?   How far the furthest star lies from the meager grasp of man? How far across this universe has he stretched forth his hand?   What mercy fills The Father’s heart which grants us time to grow? Too much for us to comprehend… too much for us to know.
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Mar 4, 2025
Mar 4, 2025 at 9:19 PM UTC
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