as I listen to Do While in my pre-bed stupor, I realize how much more I have to transverse, how much I am lacking, how much is missing from my offerings.
I am constantly humbled and humiliated. I may never be all that I wanted to be simply because I may not have the imagination, as much as I have long thought I did, to be what I have longed to be or what I know I could be or have been.
Jesus answered, Verily, verily, I say unto thee, Except a man be born of water and of the Spirit, he cannot enter into the kingdom of God.
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