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 We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
| So big the task to live the day, while finding steps most right to finish well this earthly life, to leave a shining light. So big the task, but daily deeds are lived as line by line. The moments lived are not so big, but smallish, often fine. A moment's task, the daily step to hope consistently, the bigger part of what we need's a heart so lightly free. So big the task, that starts as birth, and grows through toddler's years. The teen may be a clumsied oaf, but man lives strong through fears. So big the task, that leads to life through Saving's final breath. What comes of all our varied thoughts when our grave's clothed in heath. A moment's task, transition wrought by Hands, that help...eschew. The choice is made. The coming's bid. The Gift's received by who? The one, who hath the small part done, the one, who brought his sin to lay 'fore Him, Whose crimsoned feet hath carried cross to win hath done so big the task of naught to trust not self but Christ, Whose task it was so truly Big to pay great Sin's full price. by Jay O’Toole on February 4th, 2026      |
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