You might have inherited the most fantastically
beautiful color of your eyes; from your wonderfully
sacrosanct parents;
But whether you use them to sight philanthropic
goodness; or whether you relentlessly stared with them
at diabolically cannibalistic parasites; is entirely
your very own decision; by the grace of Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most artistically
articulate shape of your teeth; from your beautifully
compassionate parents,
But whether use them for blissfully relishing fruits
of divine nature; or whether you satanically
excoriated daintily innocuous flesh into infinitesimal
nothingness with them; is entirely your very own
decision; by the grace of Almighty God….

You might have inherited the most enchantingly
curvaceous outlines of your feet; from your
symbiotically priceless parents,
But whether you use them to unflinchingly march
forward for the cause of the despairingly deprived; or
whether you indiscriminately squelched limitless
innocent into their threadbare corpse with them; is
entirely your very own decision; by the grace of
Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most lusciously scarlet
lips; from your magnanimously Omnipotent parents,
But whether you use them for celestially suckling the
sweetness of Omnisciently united creation; or whether
you morbidly pursed around the dead organism’s
decayed blood with them; is entirely your very own
decision; by the grace of Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most handsomely broad
silhouette of your shoulders; from your blessedly
benign parents,
But whether you use them for altruistically hoisting
countless haplessly orphaned; or whether you
insidiously blocked the way of peerless righteousness
with them; is entirely your very own decision; by the
grace of Almighty God…


You might have inherited the most eclectically conical
design of your fingers; from your mellifluously
insuperable parents,
But whether you use them for sketching the
fathomlessly panoramic wonderment of this planet; or
whether you entwine them with the palms of
unforgivable crime; is entirely your very own
decision; by the grace of Almighty God…


You might have inherited the most ruddily fair color
of your skin; from your royally unconquerable parents,
But whether you use it for ubiquitously diffusing the
essence of tantalizing beauty; or whether you
barbarously make a parody of all those darker than you
with it; is entirely your very own decision; by the
grace of Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most eloquently
mesmerizing voice; from your effulgently victorious
parents,
But whether you use it for synergistically mollifying
every bit of apocalyptic bedlam on this Universe; or
whether you vituperatively hurl it to nefariously
subjugate every pregnant mother; is entirely your very
own decision; by the grace of Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most quintessentially
amazing virility; from your selflessly venerated
parents,
But whether you use it for sowing the seeds of
timelessly endowing goodness; or whether you use it to
impregnate every living organism with maliciously
slandering venom; is entirely your very own decision;
by the grace of Almighty God…

You might have inherited the most mischievously
harmonious contours of your nostrils; from your
invincibly unparalleled parents,
But whether you use them to inhale the winds of
ecumenical disarmament; or whether you exhale
unsurpassably filthy maelstroms of lethal hatred from
them; is entirely your very own decision; by the grace
of Almighty God…

And You might have inherited the most salubriously
unceasing heart; from your inimitably godly parents,
But whether you use it to perennially diffuse the
beats of Immortally unassailable love; or whether you
acrimoniously circumscribe it within the chains of
derogatorily ribald betrayal; is entirely your very
own decision; by the grace of Almighty God…

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