The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

And Really Bad Eggs

"No clever arrangement of bad eggs will ever make a good omelette." (C.S. Lewis)

Nothing comes out of a man's physical body which is either pleasing to look at or pleasing to smell. Likewise, there is nothing that comes out of a man's heart which is pleasing to God for salvation.

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