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I sat alone.  Sitting in a painful understanding.  More will die than live.  While those who will live are few, their life will be full.  While those who die will be more, they will have no say in their death.  For: those who die are already dead.  And those who live are given a taste of promise.

My mind has come to see this.  What is to come will come.  Though I do not wish to see it appear for the more, there is excitement for the sake of the few.  And how this vision of what is sure to come unsettles the heart.

Though the more deny their fate, they will surely see it.  Though the few render the testimony of truth, they are counted as fools.  Yet God will be glorified among us all.  So be it.  Even so, Lord Jesus, come.

By His Grace.