I’d sworn that my blood was on His hands, but now, by God’s grace, His is on mine. It’s true that all sin leads to death, but it does not need to lead to yours.
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What horrible, deadly pride we carry—revolting against a need simply because it exists and we wish it didn’t
If you do not know how to keep me at your house, then I will teach you. If you have forgotten, then I shall just have to remind you.
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A Kingdom Multiplier?
This is what a kingdom multiplier looks like…
But is this how a kingdom multiplier feels, wrestles, lives?
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