Although I can't imagine ever killing anyone, I realize that every day there are fewer and fewer humanoids that if they were dying by the side of road, I would stop to help them. I feel only sadness in saying this, but I realize it is true. All but one in a million humanoids in 2015 are already dead, already spiritually dead, already spiritually death. And also infants, and toddlers, are the exception, but by the time they are two or three or four or five they near certainly will be spiritually dead in this culture. I live for the living, and those few who still have a spark of life that could come to full blaze. There are so few, any more. But there never were a fraction as many as I thought there were. I've spent my whole life resisting the notion that Jesus meant what he said, the gate is narrow and few will enter in. He saw, he had the courage to see early in his life, what I am only finding the courage and wisdom to see now.
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