My heavenly father (God) created everything and owns everything. He adopted me into his family after His son (Jesus) bought my pardon. He has prepared a manson for me who's streets are made of pure gold. The gates the the city are made of prescious gems.
Everything He owns I will one day have access to. This makes me independently wealthy.
My happiness comes from his free gift, that money can't buy. Eat Fresh Fish. Alway’s Good to eat. After a Good Limit.
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