The Milk & Meat of the Word
I’ve been in church ever since I can remember. For real. Some of my earliest life memories – besides that of my brother – are of church. Singing “Jesus Loves Me”. I can remember the paneled walls of the Sunday school class I was in and some other kids singing, too. (I can also remember the totally COOL clear umbrella with flowers or butterflies on it – that either my mom or Grandma bought me because...
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