So....I did a little bit of much needed weeding. And I left these weeds and their root systems sitting out in the sun (Son) exposed to its harsh rays. What happened? DEATH
Isaiah 40:24-25
No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner do they take root in the ground, than he blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.
“To whom will you compare me? Or who is my equal?” says the Holy One.
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