He shook his head, no – this homeless guy in New Orleans. This Jesus guy, he may work for you, lady, but that is not my life. Because, that is not my God. He held out a cup for a donation not for me to pray. Doc and I were in New Orleans for a conference. Each night...
“When they reached the slopes of the mountain, Grace and Glory stood still in delighted surprise, for stretching before her were fields of slender reeds, swaying in the breeze and tossing lightly in rhythmic motion like waves or a slightly rolling sea…” Lately, I’ve...
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