How long do those seeds that are planted linger in the ground before pressing through what tries to choke them?
There is a new woman at church who identifies herself as a new Christian.
She is hungry to know the Word and the Rules, so she comes to worship and to Bible study. How did she find our little brick church on the hill?
She came once for a wedding, but that wasn't it.
It was the bartender at a grille that closed at least four years ago. She remembered that he came to the church.
That was my brother James. He'd come to the Saturday evening service to have Communion before he went to work.
A casual statement toward a woman he didn't know. Now she joins hands in prayer and testifies of transformation.
Now I call James "The Apostle."
Monday, December 17, 2007
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this is an awesome story.
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