In the journey of life, there is a point where everything seems to have a dead end. A point where there is no single hope left. A point where saying that we have problems, is an under statement. Its at this point where one questions the value of his existence on earth. But is there a dead end really? "Now it happened on a day when his sons and his daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother's house, that a messenger came to Job and said , 'the oxen were plowing and the donkeys feeding beside them, and the Sabeans attacked and took them. They also slew the servants with the edge of the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you". While he was still speaking, another also came and said, " the fire of God fell from heaven and burned up the sheep and the servants and consumed them: and I alone have escaped to tell you". While he was still speaking, another also came and said, " the Chaldeans formed three bands and made a raid on the...
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