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Hello world! Are we ready to return to the moon yet??? As a child I announced to all the world that I would go to the moon. As I grow, my goal has become colonization of it. In growing up, you need not leave behind the passions that make you, just specify what you mean. 8) The edge of the traits long meant to be lost has arrived on this day demanding a cost. The goods being offered, tempting in tease have hidden clauses, disclaimers, and fees. With nothing to give to gain a safe fall should I jump from the ledge to the ground I call, I turn my direction and into confusion as the ground once level appears my delusion as it matches the likes of the road too expensive and a new payment asked, much less agressive. A hand reaching down does offer alternative to traversing the sheer drop I'd not surely live. I approach the curiosity, cautious, unsurely, only to feel a gentleness not nearly as threatening as my previous suffer to gain the ground I'd call my future. Calling out, "What is it you want great hand from above?" "Nothing to keep you back, only your love." Astonished, amazed, yet somehow believing, it was the hand of God I'd been seeing and seeking all along to ensure I wouldn't be lost, but that I'd endure the step that grew past my own childhood, and He provided the only link that withstood. | ||||||||||||||||
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*LOI* I remember a time when I'd failed what I'd done, When the human in me exceeded the Christian. And as my deserved reward for the victorious beast I'd let won, Love was replaced with a lesson. *Gift giving* At birth we are presented with the greatest gift God has to offer: our life. As we grow outwardly, we take that gift without return. If we are to grow inwardly, a precious gift in return we offer God: our life. It is our trust in His care that He seeks, and those who gain this ability to give, are given a life worth living. *On My Knees* I've faltered and stumbled more often than I wish to recall, and spent countless times preparing myself for the right road. So when statistically it shows I've never walked far before I fall, how could I have seen myself acomplishing the good alone? Where once I walked to free my soul at alarmingly sluggish speed, now I rely not on my feet, but my progress will be found on my knees. The wrhythmic pulsing of the heart teaches the temperment of patience I hold so tightly as not to lose. Trust in His timetables is the test I now take, hoping to God I make no mistake. Life is no more game since the stakes have taken on a meaning that at one time, long ago, was mere conjecture guessed upon by the thoughts of children. | my Dreams seek the celestial, my Mind is nested in prose, my Heart in the hands of God. | ||||||||||||||||
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To request a car pass to a shuttle launch, send a postcard with your name, address, and the mission number of the launch you wish to see to: Car Passes, PA-PASS, Kennedy Space Center, Florida 32899. | ||||||||||||||||
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