In my 72 years, I’ve learned to live a life of tranquility and love. God has given me plenty of life. He has given me life to do something for others, to serve in all that I can, because God gives us all gifts that we discover through understanding and discernment. Yes, serving others is God’s reward.
I am old now, and I think my walk is coming to its end. I’ve heard a voice in my dreams say, ‘It’s time to come.’ I’m not afraid because I know I’ll have eternal life with God.
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