Thursday, March 5, 2009

Life Passes Quickly

From In My Garden

The length of our days is seventy years–or eighty, if we have the strength;yet their span is but trouble and sorrow, for they quickly pass, and we fly away. — Psalm 90:10 NIV

"What is life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." ~ Crowfoot

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