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B is for Easter Message

At the end of the book of St. John (Chapter 21:25), there is this message - "Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written."

Now whether you believe that or not; whether you think that is hyperbole or accuracy is irrelevant right now, for the moment i want to focus on what that statement could mean. I hypothesize that for that to happen, every day of Jesus' thirty-three year old earth life must have been a miracle. From 0 months to 33 years old...every day would have to be a miracle of some form to validate the above statement ("even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.").

My point: live your life like it were a miracle. Every living day - treat YOU as though YOU are a miracle that is infecting/affecting life all around you. 

That's it. Pax.
Tracy J H

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