Goodbyes
Last weekend, I said goodbye to the village where I’ve lived for the last year. The whole week, I’d led week of prayer for the
Last weekend, I said goodbye to the village where I’ve lived for the last year. The whole week, I’d led week of prayer for the
Last night, the church members on our side of the village were meeting together to read the Bible and pray, as they do every evening.
The other day, I was walking on the edge of the valley where I live, an area elevated above the small town with views straight
They were not unused to trials—for their parents, now dead, had been slaves in a foreign land. Many of these remembered, if only faintly, days
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