Gnesis (6/5-7):? It saw you that the badness of the man if had multiplied in the land and that all design of its heart was continuously bad; then, if you repented to have done the man in the land, and this weighed to it in the heart. You said: I will make to disappear of the face of the land the man that I created, the man and the animal, the reptiles and of skies; because I repent myself having of them done.? The mixture of angel with human being made to appear a cruel race. Entirely come back toward the evil. Gnesis (6/8):? However Noah found favour of God ahead.? A descendant of angel and human being only found favour ahead of God: Noah. The new race must everything the same, as well as the giants. Numbers (13/33):? Also we saw there giant (the children of Anaque that is descending of giants), and we were, to our proper eyes, as grasshoppers, and thus also we were to its eyes.? In the coffer of Noah also a couple of giants entered, of which it descends Anaque and its children. After the dilvio the giants they had not been, thus so well-known.

For its size and being defeated by then the young Davi, Golias left its name in history. Excessively, to the few they had been exterminados, and today they are species in extinguishing. How much the new race, mixture of angel with human being, became if to proliferate, and the badness if has multiplied in the land, and is as before the dilvio: all design of its heart is of bad continuous. It remains us, to know until when God he goes to aturar it. to *Conferir the Celestial War, the den, and the Angels

It did not thank more for the small things that it made, it did not appreciate plus its good action. It did not say more he loved than it. Whenever he thought about making these things, he left for another hour, for an opportune moment, one day special, a perfect night. But these occasions had never arrived and now the truth fell on its shoulders with one weight almost insuportvel: it would never have a new chance. There it are rain was diminishing slowly, already it had fulfilled its mission: it had wet the ground, propitiating that the life could continue. With some effort, it if it raised of the chair, it caught one door picture with the photo of loved its and was for much time looking at for it, a smile appeared in its lips, together with a tear that sprouted in its eyes. It had fulfilled its mission. It was as the rain that falls of the sky and wets the plantation, refreshes the heat and offers conditions so that the life is pleasant and later even so go leaving the certainty of that it made the difference for where it passed.

It was thus. She arrived in its life, she flooded its heart of love, she made with that she florisse and of these fruits made, it happy and when she was even so, she left its perpetual mark in the heart of that they had had the happiness to share a well lived full life and. She kissed the photograph of it she recolocou and it in the place. There it are the sun was appearing and the sky was not more gray, the life continued. It smiled one more time, the life had that to continue, the gardens needed to be cultivated. It had this.

The old man hit the small empunhado round clock weighed the hammer of iron with the wrinkled hand while he compressed the dry lips. The old constructed object to mark the hours had been present of its grandfather when it still was child and, then an indispensable item in the pocket of its vestments became daily. Since then, it started to live controlled for the time, before making any thing it always searched to look at and to examine the marker in order to know how many minutes remained day to finish it. Day after day, it if more hostage of that gift became each time which had earned.

Elegant tic tac of the clock passed the life all saying to it what it would have to make. When to sleep, to wake up, to leave, to eat, to work, to namorar and to study. Now, beirando the 80 years, it wanted to make in any way that to stop to function, did not aguentava the torture more to attend the hand working in favor of the responsible one for aging to it. The sweat slid of its extemporaneous through the beard snow color until dripping quiet in the ivory table, joining itself it very small puddle formed for the too much drops. It beat with force, fury, and the pompous object insisted on showing the hours to it seeming to scoff of its useless effort. Tired to try in they go to destroy the torment of its life, the old one abruptly launched the gift of the deceased grandfather for the only narrow window of the room, making to fall down disastrously from a high place of the tenth floor. thus, if forever exempted of the troublesome mecanismo.’ ‘ It does not advance to fight against tempo’ ‘ It thought the old one, propped up on parede.’ ‘ It never will go to stop, you can estagnar, but it never will pause. Treacherous and advances this fast such of time and, if not to take care, when to look in the mirror, goes to be old without having noticed that some day passado’ lived one; ‘ Walked distracted for the sidewalk, the child stopped suddenly when seeing a majestical lost clock in the soil.

Curious, it she agachou collecting the old circular object that if incased perfectly in the palm of its hand. Accustomed with the digital clocks, she was fascinated with that deep tic tac produced by the majestical part that held. – We go son, we do not have time to lose. – the front called the father more, waiting impatient for the girl. It hurried the steps in direction to the father, and smiled happy, keeping in the pocket the instrument rare that she had found in the street. ps: As requested for vcs, I glue link of this site in the menu of mine blog. (The stamp) =).