There is an old rhyme we used to sing back in the elementary school days. It goes like this. O my home O my home when shall I see my home When shall I see my native land I will never forget my home. Apparently this poetry reveals the mind of a sojourner who was…
Day: March 7, 2016
Monday In the mix.
It’s the beginning of a new week, dear friends. It’s another opportunity to be the best that you can be. Because you’ve got what it takes. There is absolute nothing that is impossible for God to do, and because you are God’s child nothing is impossible for you too. Brace yourself, Get ready to give…
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