hor veera ki haal aaaa......?

haha. yeah i barley come on here too. don have the time

haha theek aa.
lol no i just thought that was funny what you said ahahahaha

haha theek aa.
lol no i just thought that was funny what you said ahahahaha

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hi, i m fine veere....
tu suna tera ki haal hai....?
main te socheya kite tu bhul hi gaya hai...?.....lol

oh gurmeet , she is in india but i also dont knw where......?

mainu te lagda hai ohnu aliens chuk ke lae gaye ne...............hihihi..

hey. mera theek aa tusi duso?
mein ki karna...just be busy
Happy Valentines day to you too lol be your baby girl
lifes great. n you?

The Word of God



From desert cliff and mountaintop we trace the wide design,
Strike-slip fault and over thrust and syn and anticline...
We gaze upon creation where erosion makes it known,
And count the countless eons in the banding of the stone.
Odd, long-vanished creatures and their tracks & shells are found;
Where truth has left its sketches on the slate below the ground.
The patient stone can speak, if we but listen when it talks.
Humans wrote the Bible; God wrote the rocks.



There are those who name the stars, who watch the sky by night,
Seeking out the darkest place, to better see the light.
Long ago, when torture broke the remnant of his will,
Galileo recanted, but the Earth is moving still
High above the mountaintops, where only distance bars,
The truth has left its footprints in the dust between the stars.
We may watch and study or may shudder and deny,
Humans wrote the Bible; God wrote the sky.



By stem and root and branch we trace, by feather, fang and fur,
How the living things that are descend from things that were.
The moss, the kelp, the zebra fish, the very mice and flies,
These tiny, humble, wordless things -- how shall they tell us lies?
We are kin to beasts; no other answer can we bring.
The truth has left its fingerprints on every living thing.
Remember, should you have to choose between them in the strife,
Humans wrote the Bible; God wrote life.



And we who listen to the stars, or walk the dusty grade
Or break the very atoms down to see how they are made,
Or study cells, or living things, seek truth with open hand.
The profoundest act of worship is to try to understand.
Deep in flower and in flesh, in star and soil and seed,
The truth has left its living word for anyone to read.
So turn and look where best you think the story is unfurled.
Humans wrote the Bible; God wrote the world.



-- Catherine Faber

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God Bless

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Beverly