We want things to be right, be in order but somehow they just get mess up We are constantly thinking of things that need to be done, if only we had the time.
Isaiah 64.6: We have all become like one who is unclean, and all our righteous deeds are like a polluted garment. We all fade like a leaf, and our iniquities, like the wind, take us away.
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