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The child leapt in her womb.
And Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit.
For the soul there is no silent tomb.
No dark unknowing pit.
I was holding my baby grandson.
Imagine one had talked to him in the womb.
He could not have imagined the sun.
Or all the delights of life to come.
Thus we cannot imagine our life after passing.
It is beyond all knowing.
But we will gone on living.
And God encountering.
We are the blind.
We are yet to find.
…….
The unborn baby
Cannot understand our life
Nor we life to come
…….
See Luke 1:39-56