Where is the love? That exactly is the question. WHERE IS THE LOVE? How can you claim to love someone and open your eyes, fold your arms, keep your mouth shut and watch them treading a
Washed in his blood and forgiven all absolutes, Here I stand saved and sanctified, Sticks and stones the enemy hurls at me Yet I forge on in this pilgrim’s journey Perfection is the goal, crown
This morning, around past midnight, while trying to practice some GMAT questions for a job test that is long overdue, I began scanning through a movie I collected few hours before then titled “The Forger”
Susan has been sitting on the same spot for about 3 months now. Susan is neither crippled nor deficient in any way. She could have stood up and found a way of escape, but no,
The words of George Atkins in a hymn titled “Brethren, We have met to worship” have remained in my heart since it was rendered in my church this morning. Here are my three favourite verses;
So I dreamt of rapture again last week, and like most dreams of rapture, it started as fearsome and horrific, but it turned out to be glorious – I mean, seeing the heavens and the
I’d like to introduce you to the Jesus you probably never knew. I am quite aware that so many pictures of Jesus have been painted. Many of which are very far from being true. Some
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