All the Old Scars
Marked by Christ
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Narrated by:
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Dan Caringer
About this listen
Ye islands dwelling in Orwellian seas. Say to time, “Your coasts border the hearts of many memories.”
Say to the sea, “You are border to beaches sand. You are border to all my memories. Those who sailed upon you have sunk into the sands, as I one day will. All of us go the way of the Earth. All of us have some kind of debilitating disease. Some worse than others. Some hope for heaven and have loved ones waiting.
The bride of Christ will glory in the heavens when they die. Our fates will be determined by the look in his eyes. Will his eyes light up when he sees you with a smile? Will he say, “Well done, faithful servant”, or will he scowl and tell you to go?
The driftwood shores teem with sand crabs, sand lice, and other critters. For some, that will be eternity in sorrow where there are no good tomorrows.
Perfect, perfect, perfect liberty. Only he, the lamb, is worthy. He shall sweep the seas for the many dead. Upon dry ground, he shall sweep up the dust from ground and grave. Fine dust from cradle to grave."
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