There was a time when my Bible was dusty. Very dusty. There were no creases in the spine or anywhere else, no tattered edges or loosening pages. I didn’t read it. Not like I should, anyway. I might crack it open from time to time when the preacher said, “Turn
Or Do You Think You Do? On a daily basis, I get the feeling that not everyone knows Jesus. I mean, apart from the lost. It seems like people just really don’t know this man they call Father. And that’s such a shame. There’s so very much to know about
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