I envy those who can gracefully maneuver themselves consistently in putting up a smile; be it subtle or explosive, driven by a lovable attitude to keep the quality of the meeting or conversation above average. Okay, my average. I'd go the distance by saying that it is nothing less than a blessing from heaven, very much a gift seems only divine.
Then I saw heaven standing open, and there was a white horse! Its rider is named Faithful and True, and in righteousness he judges and wages war... And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses. Now out of His mouth goes a sharp sword, that with it He should strike the nations. And He Himself will rule them with a rod of iron. He Himself treads the winepress of the fierceness and wrath of Almighty God.
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