Something about time fascinates me. I remember as a kid watching the second hand sweep to midnight on New Years Eve and being struck both by the significance of the start of a new year as well as the incessant sweep of the hand. Not stopping at the milestone. Marching on. As time should...
Until that day. That day...when Jesus comes back. Someday. Soon? Maybe today? Maybe today!
Then the hands will freeze as in this image. Where will you spend eternity?
4 years ago
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