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Earth revolves around Sol at sixty-seven thousand miles per hour.

Sol travels along the galactic edge at four hundred ninety-three 

thousand two hundred miles per hour.  As of my most recent birthday,

I have lived approximately five hundred sixty-nine thousand four

hundred hours while Earth and Sol have provided me a free ride---

for which no effort has been required, except, perhaps, to

become aware of these perpetual motions.  For the sake of my need for

Salvation, and to accomplish this once and for all, Jesus Christ

became incarnate of the flesh of His Mother, the Blessed Virgin, and

died upon a cross, with my sins heaped upon Him, so that he might

carry them down into the realm of the dead and leave them there; then,

because the realm of the dead was not capable of detaining him there,

it ruptured, and my own destined death rupture with it.  Christ,

resurrected, has attached my life to His through my Faith, and has

carried my existence into Eternity, so that the process we, on this

Earth, with our limited perspectives, call Death is not a dying from

life---as animals and plants do---but a dying (that is, a passing)

out of this venue that sin has defiled and death has haunted, and

into eternal life.  No effort of mine has been required, except the

effort to believe---which should not be viewed as an effort, but a

privilege, a vocation, and an exultation.

Starward

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