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God winds the mechanism of the human heart. Delicate balance wheel, and all interdependent parts, whir to life, then cease in predetermined silence at the exactly correct time approved and set by Him who existed before time was marked by man. What fool dares think he improves upon God's works in others' lives, by imposing his own clock-stopping presumption? That can be only the one who, beating against divine wisdom, interposes his monkeywrench into the flawless exactitude of God's supernatural works. -Nancy Spiegelberg Scripture All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. Psalm 139:16 (NASB) Text © 2000, 2001 Nancy Spiegelberg |
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