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When I think of God, I think of the heavens. There isn?t much that is more fascinating than even our own sky and the intricacies and wonders that it provides. The grass of the fields and the wonders of the heavens combine to make me wonder about my finite worth in the grand scheme of things. The stars help me remember what it is that I am working towards, there will be one day that I will be able to participate in the design of such wonders, the idea just boggles my mind. Especially now, that it is so bogged down in my worldly matters that I haven?t time to think of such lofty ideals. Ponder with me the wonders of heaven?
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