My friend It was night when you were betrayed. Yes, it is always dark when we sin. The room was filled with eerie silence and the sounds of the last song of praise is slowly dying out.......... when you speak. "One of you will betray me." Stun..

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My friend I am wondering what the world would be like if Jesus had not come. The world would drastically change isn't it. Santa Clause will not be coming to town. Churches, Cathedrals, Monasteries even the whole Vatican City will disappear on the...

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There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn white dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by. She never tried to speak....

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Hi my friend. You are really a God of a million chance. You never fail to amaze me. I thought I am gone and you keep on giving me this precious time. Well I am writing again to tell you how grateful I am. I am writing to let your children know that you...

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Today is my moms birthday. It is also Father's day. I am so grateful beyond words for both of them. What memory about your father makes you cry, they ask. How about you my friend. WHAT MEMORY ABOUT YOUR FATHER MAKES YOU CRY? You know I have no memory.

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